The white-robed man flashed forward, reaching out a fair-skinned hand to seize Cao De by the neck.
Cao De's eyes were tightly shut, but he moved swiftly, turning slightly aside to evade the throat-grabbing strike.
"Your spiritual power is decent." The white-robed man nodded approvingly.
Cao De opened his eyes then, his gaze calm and restrained.
"And you are?" Cao De asked with a smile.
Instead of answering, the white-robed man asked, "Were you born able to absorb Blood Pearls, or did you encounter some extraordinary opportunity?"
"You're from the Nuomi Church?" Cao De watched the man before him with a smile.
A familiar aura radiated from the man. Having already absorbed two Blood Pearls, Cao De was certain of it.
This man carried the Blood Pearl he was looking for, but had somehow sealed it away, preventing him from absorbing it.
"So you were the one who killed Jade Face in Longxing City?" The white-robed man's voice carried a smile, but his eyes were terrifyingly cold.
With that, the white-robed man flashed forward again, appearing before Cao De and driving his right fist straight at his face.
A Titled Douluo!
Although the white-robed man kept his aura restrained, the instant he struck, Cao De keenly sensed that he was a Titled Douluo no weaker than Bibi Dong.
"To possess such strength at your age... you truly are someone chosen by a Blood Pearl." The white-robed man slowly clapped.
"But we have the numbers!" As he spoke, he raised his right hand and slowly pressed it down.
Countless fine threads flew out of the blood-colored Soul Rings around them, closing in on Cao De as swiftly as lightning.
The Thousand-Blade Demon Sword in Cao De's hand broke into countless fragments that formed wings, which trembled gently.
Faint ripples spread through