A gust of wind swept across the road outside Heavenly Net Pass, kicking up a cloud of dust.
A travel-worn Buzz Cut in a black scholar's robe arrived before the imposing pass.
He raised his buzz-cut head and gazed at the towering fortress with wise eyes.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he held his head high and strode toward the city gate.
Before long, the allied forces would welcome a great strategist. Under his brilliant leadership, Spirit Hall, whose history stretched back twenty thousand years from the Angel Church to its present form, would meet its end.
He, Yu Xiaogang, would lead the allied forces to flatten Spirit Hall and clear away the clouds so that the future generations of Douluo Continent could see the blue sky.
"Stop." Two soldiers guarding the gate crossed their spears and blocked Yu Xiaogang. "Who are you? This is an important allied forces stronghold, not somewhere you can enter."
Yu Xiaogang said calmly, "I'm here to attend the alliance conference!"
The gate guards laughed. "You? You came alone and still want to attend the conference? Do you know what sort of important figures are seated inside?"
"Get lost!" another soldier said impatiently. "Leave now, or don't blame us for being rude."
Yu Xiaogang grew anxious and tried to force his way through, only to discover that both men possessed the combat strength of Soul Elders.
Soul Elders were a ceiling he could only dream of reaching now.
Yu Xiaogang knew that as long as he got inside, he would surely accomplish great things.
After all, Sect Master Ning Fengzhi had thought highly of him in his previous life and had even said, "He who gains him gains the world."
Yu Xiaogang thought so as well. Along the way, he had mapped out