Just then, Ya Li spoke again from beside them.
She looked at Long Yeyue, determination appearing on her face. Light flashed in her hand, and she immediately handed the Sea God Pavilion token back to Long Yeyue:
"Elder Long, when we gathered your belongings earlier, we collected this deputy pavilion master token of yours as well.
"We thought you were dead all this time, so I have already become the deputy master of the Sea God Pavilion.
"But since you are still alive and have returned safely, the position of deputy pavilion master should rightfully return to its original owner, with you taking charge again."
"Absolutely not!"
Tang Hao spoke almost instinctively,
"Letting a pig hold the position of deputy master of the Sea God Pavilion and continue serving as Shrek's deputy dean-if word gets out, all of Shrek will become the laughingstock of the entire continent."
But barely had he finished speaking when an overpowering, foul wind suddenly swept toward him.
Long Yeyue's fat body suddenly flew through the air toward Tang Hao, landing a vicious flying kick on his chest.
Then her two trotters slapped Tang Hao across the face without stopping. Once, twice, three times, four times, five times...
The barrage of heavy slaps left Tang Hao stunned.
Even his face turned red from the blows.
Tang Hao could have reacted.
Even though his cultivation had fallen, he was still a level-99 Limit Douluo.
He had fallen from Quasi-God to Demigod, then down to Limit Douluo-a steep enough plunge already. The main reason was that his incomplete body was leaking energy.
He truly understood this firsthand, because he had done the same thing twenty thousand years ago. After returning his Soul Bones to the Clear Sky Sect, his cultivation had fallen straight below level 90. Although this