"Getting to see you lot one last time after dying really made it worth it for me, Old Zhao. What are you so scared of? Hahahaha!"
"This Pavilion of Homesickness is great. You've got to come up here."
In the Light Screen, Tang Hao and Tang San's faces could clearly be seen turning red before their very eyes.
"Zhao Wuji, I'm going to kill you! Aaaah!"
Tang Hao summoned the Clear Sky Hammer into his hand and was about to smash it down.
"Your Excellency Haotian, calm down! If you attack, we won't be able to stay hidden!"
Yu Xiaogang was so terrified that a couple of drops of urine leaked out. If they really were exposed, Tang Hao was a Titled Douluo and could escape.
I'd probably be fucking trapped in Heaven Dou City!
Everyone on the Douluo Continent saw this scene too.
Laughter erupted across the entire continent.
"That's the Clear Sky Douluo? Hahaha, he looks like nothing but a brainless brute to me."
"Zhao Wuji really has some fire in him. Well said!"
The leaders of the major factions also exchanged glances and smiled somewhat helplessly.
"Only Zhao Wuji could curse like that even after dying."
"This Pavilion of Homesickness really is good."
Just then, the Light Screen Zhao Wuji was looking at changed.
What he saw was no longer the Douluo Continent, but scenes from his time in the Primordial World after his death.
While traveling through the Primordial World doing good deeds, Zhao Wuji passed a village being plundered by mounted bandits and bravely stepped forward.
In the end, he and the bandit leader perished together.
What Zhao Wuji saw now was his own funeral. The villagers had held a funeral for him.
They had also tucked a mourning staff and dry rations into his