West side of Worship Hall, side hall.
When Golden Crocodile Douluo pushed open the hall doors, the last shred of hope in his heart vanished.
Two Soul Sages lay rigidly at the entrance.
He crouched down to check them.
They were still breathing, but no matter how he slapped or called to them, they would not wake up. They had likely been poisoned by some potent toxin.
A faintly fishy-sweet scent still lingered in the air.
It was clearly Dugu Bo's handiwork.
A diversion?
Sword Douluo had drawn their attention from the front while Poison Douluo secretly rescued the prisoner.
The four Titled Douluo had been toyed with like monkeys for half a day.
"How are we supposed to explain this to the Grand Worshipper when he returns?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo raised a hand and rubbed his brow.
That Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast had been personally captured from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect by the Grand Worshipper. Before leaving, he had specifically instructed them to guard her well.
Worse still, he had promised that Soul Beast to Bibi Dong.
Now that she had been lost under his watch, would they let it go?
"Ah!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a long sigh, his chest feeling stifled.
Light Feather Douluo entered from outside the hall. When he saw the two Soul Sages on the ground, his expression darkened as well.
"Second Brother, what do we do now? Should we send people out of the city to pursue them?"
"Pursue what?" Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately rejected the idea.
"Their methods are strange and varied. Are you confident you can handle them?"
"I..." Light Feather Douluo did not finish.
Right. Even if they went after them and caught up, then what?
"Wait for the Grand Worshipper to return and pass judgment. Let's