Bibi Dong could finish speaking, the atmosphere in the Pope's Hall froze instantly. Her phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she slammed her scepter down heavily, coldly commanding, " Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Elders, seize that girl!"
This command was like a thunderclap from a clear sky!
Tang San almost instinctively dodged and firmly protected Xiao Wu behind him. Although the Shrek Seven Devils didn't understand what was going on, their tacit understanding from years of fighting side by side made them instantly form a formation.
Dai Mubai activated his White Tiger Vajra Transformation instantly, Zhu Zhuqing appeared in front of him like Gui Mei, and Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Flame was already gathering in his palm.
" Your His Holiness the Pope, what is the meaning of this?!" Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically, and he stepped forward to question him. Behind him, Liu Erlong directly activated her Fire Dragon Martial Soul, and the blazing Soul Power fluctuations indicated that she was ready to attack at any moment.
Just as the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo moved, a dazzling Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda light barrier suddenly appeared in front of them. Ning Fengzhi's gentle voice carried an undeniable authority. "Wait! Your His Holiness the Pope, shouldn't we first clarify this matter?"
Bibi Dong's gaze flashed like lightning as she stared directly at Ning Fengzhi. Despite facing the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School, the oppressive aura emanating from her was even stronger. "Sect Master Ning, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. If you continue to obstruct us, you will be making an enemy of the Spirit Hall!"
She raised her slender hand, pointing directly at Xiao Wu in the crowd. "This woman is Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form! Back in the Star Dou Great Forest, it was she who led two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast to hunt me down!"
This statement caused an uproar throughout the room!
Upon hearing this, the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo paused in their tracks. This earth-shattering secret was something they had never heard of before.
"Now, is this reason sufficient?" Bibi Dong's icy voice echoed across the square.
The Shrek members stared at Xiao Wu in shock. The girl's long pink hair moved without wind, and her delicate body trembled slightly. Apart from Tang San, who remained firmly standing in front of her, everyone else's faces were filled with disbelief.
The Shrek Six Monsters looked at Xiao Wu, and apart from Tang San, they were all quite surprised. Xiao Wu looked at Tang San and only found that Tang San looked like he knew everything.
The Shrek Seven Devils united as one, with Dai Mubai and the others also protecting Xiao Wu.
The people of the Shrek Academy remain the same.
Just as the confrontation between the Spirit Hall and Xiao Wu's identity reached its climax, a cold voice suddenly pierced through the entire arena:
" Tang San, a traitor to the Tang Sect."
Huo Yuhao walked slowly forward, each step seemingly landing on a point in time. His voice carried a Judgment that transcended worlds. "Did you think escaping here would absolve you of your sins? As an outer disciple, you stole the ' Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record,' do you know your crime?"
The entire audience was stunned!
Everyone looked confused, except for Tang San, who seemed struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale. He stared intently at Huo Yuhao, his voice trembling, "You... who exactly are you?"
Huo Yuhao's black robes fluttered without wind, and golden light shimmered in his eyes. "Who I am is not important. What is important is—who exactly are you? What is your identity?"
"Impossible!" Tang San suddenly roared uncontrollably, "There can't possibly be anyone from the Tang Sect in this world!"
To onlookers, the conversation sounded absurd. Ning Fengzhi frowned and whispered, "What are they talking about? What Tang Sect?" Sword Douluo Chen Xin also looked puzzled.
Huo Yuhao raised his hand and waved, instantly enveloping the two of them in an invisible spiritual domain. The sounds from the outside world were immediately cut off, leaving only their conversation.
Tang San's Purple Demon Eye flashed intensely as he rapidly recalled every face from the Tang Sect. Having transmigrated for over ten years, his memories of his past life were already blurred, but the person before him was definitely not any of his fellow disciples.
"Who exactly are you? What do you know?" Tang San's voice was hysterical. "Are you an inner disciple? Or were you sent by an elder?"
Huo Yuhao sneered, "Injure an elder, then jump off a cliff to prove your innocence? You think that will atone for your sins?"
"Hahahaha! As expected, as expected, you still won't let go. Why, why?"
Tang San suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, his Mysterious Heaven Skill surging wildly within him. "You came here to kill me, didn't you? Hahahaha, what do you know? I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong! How could you inner disciples possibly understand us? I'm an outer disciple, and I might never even be able to enter the inner sect in my entire life."
"I am more diligent than those disciples. I have already mastered the outer sect techniques. Why can't I enter the inner sect? The distinction between the inner and outer Tang Sect is rotten to the core. If I can't enter the inner sect, then I can only steal, I can only rob, and make everything that didn't belong to me mine."
His eyes turned bloodshot, and the resentment accumulated from his past life erupted completely. "Besides, I've already jumped off the cliff, and I have no further connection with the Tang Sect from my previous life. I'm even with the Tang Sect Clan, and you have no right to Judgment me anymore."
Huo Yuhao's gaze was like a knife. "A traitor is a traitor." He slowly raised his right hand, a dark blue light gathering in his palm. "Possessing extraordinary skills, what can you do about it?"
Tang San's pupils constricted sharply; he finally realized that the person before him was no ordinary transmigrator. The Clear Sky Hammer instantly appeared in his hand, and Blue Silver Grass sprouted wildly beneath his feet. "So what? In this world, isn't the Tang Sect yours?"
Tang San's face contorted with rage as he roared, "I will rebuild the Tang Sect and lead Tang Sect to unprecedented heights! Hahahaha!"
But before that, you are the only variable. Killing you will make me the legitimate ruler in this world.
"Boom--!"
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass burst forth from the ground like a venomous snake, frantically attacking Huo Yuhao. Their conversation was isolated by their domain, so to outsiders it appeared as if Tang San had suddenly launched an attack.
" Xiao San!" the Grandmaster exclaimed, but it was too late. Although the Shrek members were unaware of what was happening, they joined the battle out of trust for their companions. Dai Mubai's White Tiger Fierce Light Wave and Zhu Zhuqing's Hell Stab were unleashed simultaneously, while Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shone brightly.
Huo Yuhao snorted coldly, and black mist surged around him. The eerie Black Dragon Martial Soul reappeared, and a hint of mockery flashed in his golden vertical pupils. With a wave of his hand, the violent wind elements instantly formed a tornado, shredding all the incoming attacks.
"Overestimating yourself." Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with golden light.
At this critical moment, Dugu Bo was already locked in battle with the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo. The poisonous mist of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor clashed fiercely with the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum and the Gui Mei Martial Soul Avatar. The aftershocks of the battle at the Titled Douluo level caused the entire Spirit City to tremble.
"A chrysanthemum, a brat—you dare harm my son? Get out of my way!"
A thunderous roar suddenly resounded through the sky. The sound wasn't loud, but it contained a terrifyingly domineering pressure. All the Soul Master present felt their hearts tighten, and those with lower cultivation levels immediately knelt on the ground.
Tang San's body trembled violently, and his eyes flashed with joy. "Dad!" He hugged Xiao Wu tightly, using his body to form a barrier for her.
Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically. She immediately withdrew her suppression of Dugu Bo and looked solemnly at the sky. A black shadow streaked across the sky like a meteor and appeared in the center of the battlefield in an instant.
It was a tall man wearing a tattered cloak, his disheveled black hair concealing a weathered yet resolute face. Most striking was the massive, jet-black hammer in his hand—its densely covered red patterns exuding a suffocatingly bloody aura.
"Haotian... Douluo..." Ning Fengzhi gasped. Sure enough, it had appeared—his son.
Tang Hao coldly surveyed the entire scene, his gaze pausing slightly as it swept over Huo Yuhao before turning to Bibi Dong: " The Spirit Hall, what a show of power."
Bibi Dong gripped the scepter tightly, a hint of apprehension flashing in her eyes. " Tang Hao."
"Old man, you've finally arrived."