(First update)
Bronze skin, a tall and burly build, dignified features veiled by a waxy yellow complexion, drowsy-looking eyes, hair as messy as a bird's nest, and a beard that had gone who knew how many days without trimming.
Yet this slovenly middle-aged man made everyone from Spirit Hall feel as though they faced a formidable enemy.
Pope Bibi Dong stared venomously at Tang Hao and sneered,
"Looks like the Clear Sky Douluo, who once dominated the Spirit Master world, has fallen so far that he joined some obscure gang? The Sky-Blasting Gang? I've never even heard of it!"
However, she failed to notice that after Ghost Douluo Gui Mei carefully examined Tang Hao's black robe and Demon Mask, his concealed face had undergone a change in expression.
Because Ghost Douluo Gui Mei had already recognized that outfit. It belonged to the mysterious organization that had once made a fleeting appearance in Notting City!
Before Ghost Douluo Gui Mei could warn her, Pope Bibi Dong slammed her scepter heavily against the ground, frost gathering on her lovely face as she said,
"I already said it: whoever stands in my way today will be killed without mercy. Even you will not stop me!"
As though answering the Pope's command, several piercing shrieks sounded one after another from all across Spirit City. Counting carefully, there were no fewer than four people!
At the same time, the oppressive Soul Power of Titled Douluo rose into the air.
So many Titled Douluo rarely appeared at once in ordinary times, yet now they had gathered together, delivering an incomparably shocking sight to everyone present.
Faced with so many opponents, Tang Hao did not panic in the slightest. He even felt like laughing.
If he had been alone today, he might have had no choice but