As Tang San's figure faded completely, the surging blue mist around them dissipated with it.
Huo Yuhao's eyes snapped open, and his consciousness returned to the bed in the dormitory.
The jade token engraved with the character "Tang" in his hand had returned to its original, smooth and lustrous appearance. It lay quietly in his palm, no longer carrying even a trace of warmth.
Remembering what God King Tang had just said, Huo Yuhao wanted nothing more than to hurl the token to the ground.
You were just watching?!
You just watched?!
He'd been hoping to squeeze a little benefit out of God King Tang!
But it was the same old story: not a single coin! He was on his own!
Huo Yuhao quickly regained his composure.
That wasn't the point right now.
He turned his attention inward, toward his Sea of Consciousness.
The Black Cyclone that was Ghost Demon Venerable still turned at an unhurried pace, showing no unusual fluctuations.
Just as Huo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's flustered voice rang out in his mind.
"You scared the life out of me! Yu Hao, just who were those two humans?"
Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's voice trembled. Clearly, he'd been holding it in for a while.
"The big one was one thing. At most, he was a Super Douluo."
"But the one who spoke to you alone afterward had an aura that was terrifying beyond words! I'd stake my life on him being a human Limit Douluo!"
"When he was here, I didn't even dare breathe. I had to seal off my Spiritual Origin and enter hibernation, in case he sensed the slightest thing!"
Hearing the Big Worm's belated bluster, Huo Yuhao rolled his eyes inwardly.
What a clueless worm. A God King had come right to