"Hahaha!"
"Spirit Hall scum, your grandpa's here to collect you!"
The Sixth Elder laughed wildly, arrogantly, paying no heed to the Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo before him, though both were three levels above him.
The sight left the two Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo somewhat dumbfounded.
Did he think he was Tang Hao?
Did he really think he was another Tang Hao—someone who had escaped a joint assault by three level-ninety-five Titled Douluo just after becoming a Titled Douluo himself, and had even gravely wounded all three?
"Old Ghost, let's finish this quickly. Leave the loudest one to me!"
Yue Guan roared. Golden light burst from his body, and an enormous Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum rose behind him.
Seeing that Yue Guan not only refused to flee but dared charge him, the Sixth Elder shouted disdainfully, "Heh. Spirit Hall scum, you dare attack your Grandpa Tang even after seeing me? You're courting death."
"So be it. The Clear Sky Sect has stayed hidden too long. You've forgotten the might of the world's finest Tool Martial Soul!"
The moment the Clear Sky Sect's two elders saw the Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, their attention fixed entirely on them.
They did not notice Xiao Wu below at all. Otherwise, they would surely have declared, "This Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast Transformation is destined for our Clear Sky Sect."
Below, Tang San watched the Clear Sky Sect's Fifth and Sixth Elders. An inexplicable sense of shared blood stirred within him.
"The Martial Souls of those two seniors are exactly like my Second Martial Soul. And with this feeling that we're connected by blood, could it be..."
Tang San looked toward Yu Xiaogang, but before he could ask how his Second Martial Soul was connected to the Clear Sky Sect's elders, he saw Xiao Wu stumble away in panic, hurrying toward