Chapter 97: Sarath reappears and Tang Hao meets Yu Xiaogang.
The Tianshui team was training in an orderly manner, while on the other side, the Spirit Hall, this huge force suddenly started to operate.
three days ago.
A figure dressed in a dark gold robe walked into the Pope's Palace.
"Greetings, sir!" shouted the two rows of soldiers standing at the door of the Pope's Palace.
Sarath walked into the Pope's Palace with a gloomy face.
"Salas pays respect to His Holiness the Pope." Although Saras was arrogant in front of outsiders, he still did not dare to show any airs in front of Pope Bibi Dong.
The last time he got into trouble, Bibi Dong almost killed him.
"Salas, I haven't seen you for a few months. Your cultivation has reached level 88. You really have lived up to my expectations of you." Pope Bibi Dong nodded with satisfaction.
Saras was only level 87 before. It was very good for an ordinary Soul Douluo to be able to break through one level within a year or even several years. Not everyone is Yang Potian.
Salas was able to break through to the next level in just a few months. It can be imagined that his talent in cultivation is also very strong. He is worthy of being the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall.
"Your Holiness, you are too kind to me. My humble accomplishments are not worthy of your praise." Sarath bowed his head respectfully.
"Saras summoned you back to the Spirit Hall today because he has a mission for you."
"Saras understands."
"According to the news sent back by the spies, Yang Potian left Tiandou City with Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, and Zhu Zhuqing, and headed towards the Kingdom of Osw."
"As for where he went, we don't know. Yang Potian is so powerful that even I may not be able to deal with him, so the spies dare not continue to follow him."
Upon hearing this, Sarath clenched his fists and veins appeared on his forehead. The hatred of killing his son was irreconcilable.
“Your Holiness, do you want me to deal with Yang Potian? I will definitely make Yang Potian understand the price of provoking my Spirit Hall!”
Bibi Dong looked at Sarath's confident look without saying a word.
"No, if you go against Yang Potian, you will die. Before this, Yang Potian has already killed Wang Hai and Gui Mei in succession."
"What!?"
Upon hearing this, Sarath took two steps back, his pupils trembling in disbelief.
The Great Elder Gui Mei and the Eighth Elder Wang Hai of the Spirit Hall are actually dead! !
"Why? Are you asking me why I didn't mobilize the power of Spirit Hall to help the two elders get revenge?" Bibi Dong had no expression on her face, as if she had guessed what Sarath was thinking.
Salas nodded.
"Now that the Po Yi Clan has risen, we cannot go to war with them completely for the time being. Once we start a war with the three major sects, the empire will not sit idly by."
"They have already intended to join forces. Even our Spirit Hall cannot face the siege of so many top forces. Do you understand?"
"Our Spirit Hall's grand plan is underway, and no problems can arise before this."
Feeling the sharp, cold aura from Bibi Dong, Sarath lowered his head quickly.
"I understand the attributes."
"Alright, this is secondary. The Po Yi Clan has many Soul Sect disciples training outside. I think you know what to do."
Sarath's eyes gleamed with inexplicable excitement.
So this is the mission that Pope Bibi Dong gave him? Hunt down the members of the Po Yi clan who are outside?
"I understand the attributes. I promise to complete the task!" Sarath saluted respectfully.
"I'll remind you, don't let anyone find out. Once you're exposed, Yang Potian and Yang Wudi will never let you go. Although I'll try my best to protect you, I don't want it to end up like this."
"Yes! I am resigning."
Sarath bids farewell to Bibi Dong.
Sarath stood at the door of the Pope's Palace, looked up at the gloomy sky and smiled cruelly. During the past few months of training in the Death Canyon, Sarath did not dare to stop for a moment, for he was afraid that his remaining son would also be found by Yang Potian.
After experiencing life and death many times, his potential that had been dormant for many years was unleashed, and the soul power level that had troubled him for several years finally made a breakthrough.
Long-term relaxation has almost made him forget the days when he was determined to practice.
"I have to thank you very much, Yang Potian. In return, I will let you die in pain."
In the Tiandou Empire, in the Xingdou Great Forest, in an inn in the Soul Hunting Town.
Yu Xiaogang and others rested here.
"The wind is a bit strong tonight. I wonder if Dong'er misses me." Yu Xiaogang looked out the window at the swaying trees with his hands behind his back. He seemed to see the figure of Pope Bibi Dong in the air.
Suddenly a gust of wind appeared out of nowhere and the trees outside shook violently.
"Crack~" Yu Xiaogang closed the window and turned around
This turn was amazing. A tall man in a black windbreaker appeared in Yu Xiaogang's room, staring at Yu Xiaogang with his deep eyes.
"Your Majesty Haotian!" Yu Xiaogang was immediately excited when he saw the person coming. This was the second time he saw Tang Hao.
"Master, you know the hatred between Bibi Dong and I. I hope you won't do anything stupid." Although Tang Hao's face was expressionless, his tone seemed to be filled with murderous intent.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty Haotian. Everything I do is for Xiao San. I have already gained Bibi Dong's trust. I will get the secret of the twin martial spirits from her." Yu Xiaogang explained hurriedly.
"Well~ I know you are doing this for Xiao San. I already know what happened in Shrek. Now I need you to continue teaching Xiao San, and I can't show up yet."
He had previously killed a branch hall with a single hammer strike, which caused the Spirit Hall to intensify their search for him.
He knew that now was not the time to truly show up. At the very least, he had to wait until Tang San was close to level 50.
"What does His Majesty Haotian mean?" Yu Xiaogang was puzzled.
"I will take care of the matter between Flanders and Zhao Wuji, but the academy cannot be called Shrek anymore. Otherwise, I don't know if the Empire will give me this favor."
"With His Majesty Haotian's help, it will naturally succeed. Who in the world dares not give His Majesty Haotian face?" Yu Xiaogang said in a very flattering manner
Just like the idol of the younger generation of soul masters across the continent is Yang Potian, Yu Xiaogang’s idol is Tang Hao.
"You are the master of the mainland. I feel relieved to have you teach Xiao San."
Yu Xiaogang was immediately elated by Tang Hao's praise.
"Then Your Majesty, will you let the mistress go?"
"Don't let him know I came to see you. I'm leaving."
Tang Hao's figure flashed in the room and disappeared in an instant. Tang Hao in the forest outside took a deep look at a room on the third floor.
In his eyes, there was a pink soft-boned rabbit in the room.
"A hundred thousand year soul beast is really interesting!!"
The next moment Tang Hao's figure disappeared into the forest.
Tang San, who was having a massage with Xiao Wu in the room, suddenly sensed something. He hurried to the window and opened it, but could only feel a breeze blowing on his face.
There was no one below except the shaking of the trees.
"Could it be that I felt it wrong?" Tang San murmured
"Brother, what are you doing? Is there something wrong?"
Xiao Wu retracted her slender legs.
(End of this chapter)