Huo Yuhao looked at the scar-faced man before him, a complicated expression crossing his face.
Originally, Huo Yuhao had planned to wait until the full-scale assault on the Sun Moon Empire before capturing this ant and avenging the people of Luoyun Village. Yet yesterday, he had actually stumbled across him by chance.
Since that was the case, there was naturally no reason to let him live.
This scar-faced man was the culprit behind the massacre of Luoyun Village, whom Huo Yuhao had tracked down using Time Reversal.
A mere ant who had gulped down pills to force his way to Titled Douluo, his aura hollow and unstable, had actually destroyed Huo Yuhao's only foothold. Even death would be too light a punishment.
At that thought, the killing intent emanating from him intensified again. Even the slightest wisp was utterly terrifying.
His White Tiger Martial Soul had always specialized in slaughter, and its subsequent, relentless strengthening had brought his killing intent to the verge of taking physical form. Coupled with his transcendent strength, his overwhelming aura was naturally something no one could withstand.
Facing such terrifying killing intent head-on, Huo Tian felt as insignificant as an ant despite being a Titled Douluo. His life could be snuffed out at any moment.
Huo Yuhao's voice was quiet, yet perfectly clear. Everyone still alive in the arena turned to Huo Tian in shock.
Yes, Huo Tian.
The mysterious man before them possessed heaven-defying strength, leaving them no room whatsoever to resist. To think a mere steward of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce had a dispute with someone on this level-it was simply inconceivable.
From Huo Yuhao's words, they could deduce that his target was Huo Tian, and that they had merely been caught in a calamity that had nothing to do with them.