To Mo Lin, a thousand miles was merely the blink of an eye. With his ability to teleport through space, he naturally did not enter through the main gate, instead arriving directly in the main hall of the Papal Palace.
It was early morning, and the main hall of the Papal Palace was empty. However, since they were returning home, neither Mo Lin nor Qian Renxue concealed their auras. The sudden appearance of two Soul Douluo within the Papal Palace naturally drew the attention of the Titled Douluo from both the Papal Palace and Douluo Hall.
In an instant, eight Titled Douluo appeared in the main hall of the Papal Palace almost simultaneously. It might have seemed like an overreaction—why be so tense over just two Soul Douluo? But once one considered how Mo Lin and Qian Renxue had appeared without any warning, it all made sense.
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Among these eight Titled Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost were naturally present. Aside from them, Mo Lin had also met two of the remaining Titled Douluo: Qian Jun Douluo and Jiang Mo Douluo. They were also the only two people present who belonged to the Worship Hall.
"Why are all of you Elders so nervous? Could it be that you've already forgotten me, Mo Lin?"
Compared to more than three years ago, Mo Lin's appearance and temperament had indeed changed, especially the latter. The difference before and after receiving the Winged Dragon inheritance was like heaven and earth. Even if Qian Daoliu stood before him now, he would be utterly unable to sense any aura of the Asura God from Mo Lin. In its place was another