Shrek Academy, a secluded corner.
A disheveled man wearing a tattered black robe and with a full beard was drinking against the corner of the wall.
It was none other than Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao.
At this moment, where is there any trace of the domineering aura that once shook the world?
He's a complete drunkard waiting to die.
But at this moment.
His cloudy eyes were fixed on the sky, and his breathing became heavy.
"Severed finger regenerated... completely healed..."
Tang Hao trembled as he reached out his rough, calloused hand, trying to touch the image on the screen, his mouth quivering.
"If it's such a miraculous medicine... then Ah Yin..."
"Can Ah Yin also come back to life?"
The moment this thought crossed his mind, it instantly ignited his long-dormant heart.
Clang!
The wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground.
Tang Hao stood up. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he would never give up.
"No matter who you are, no matter what the price you have to pay!"
"I'm determined to have this miraculous medicine!"
The next moment, a dark shadow soared into the sky and flew away into the distance.
Before that, he wanted to visit the cave he hadn't been to in decades.
Outside the gates of the Dark Night Duel Arena in Tiandou City.
With the continuous exposure of the Heavenly Rankings, this place has now become the most bustling place on the entire continent.
After finding out the location, countless Soul Masters rushed over from all directions.
Some people wanted to catch a glimpse of the stunningly beautiful women on the list, while others wanted to find out about the miraculous medicine that could regenerate severed limbs.
Of course, many people also have ulterior motives.
However, whenever someone walks to the magnificent gate of the dueling arena...
Their steps would all abruptly stop.
Because right in the center of that wide gate stood a "door god".
He was wearing a specially made, oversized white butler's outfit, and he was over three meters tall.
His muscles stretched his clothes so tight they looked like they might burst at any moment.
With his broad shoulders and thick waist, slightly dark skin, and that imposing face, he was comparable to a ferocious beast.
He just stood there quietly, arms crossed, without moving.
Everyone who passed by him as they entered felt their throat tighten and subconsciously swallowed.
Among the crowd, several seasoned regulars hunched their shoulders and whispered boasting to the newcomers next to them.
"You don't recognize him? He's one of the three great deacons of the Dark Night Arena, known as Deacon Tai!"
You have no idea how fierce he is!
"Last time, there was a Soul Saint who didn't know his own limitations. He lost money and caused trouble here, cursing the dueling arena."
"And the result?" The newcomer next to him listened intently.
"The result?" The old hand scoffed.
"Deacon Tai threw a punch."
"It really was just one punch; he didn't even activate his Martial Soul!"
"That Soul Saint, along with his Martial Soul True Body, was blasted into a bloody pulp."
"The scene was... wow..."
The newcomer turned pale with fright: "Hiss... Really?! One punch to kill a Soul Saint?!"
Just then.
There was a sudden noise at the door.
A burly man with a face full of scars was pushing aside the people blocking his way and squeezing his way in.
Meanwhile, the usually silent butler exhaled two puffs of white breath from his nostrils and took a sudden step forward with his massive body.
"Thump!"
Everyone felt the earth tremble.
Before the big man could react, a hand bigger than his head came down from the sky and lifted him up.
"ah...!!!"
The burly man was like a chick caught by an eagle in his hands.
His feet were off the ground, dangling in the air, and he was kicking helplessly.
He subconsciously tried desperately to circulate his soul power to resist, but when he met Deacon Tai's huge, terrifying eyes...
The soul power within his body instantly froze, and he was too frightened to continue struggling.
"M-My lord, spare me! Spare me!"
"I...I just came to watch the game, please don't kill me!"
Deacon Tai leaned closer, his huge eyes fixed on him, and spoke in a muffled voice.
"Yeah?"
The gruff voice made the big man's ears ring.
"Yes, yes, yes! I swear!" The big man, with snot running down his face, nodded frantically.
Just when everyone around thought this big man was going to die here today, a scene that surprised everyone happened.
Deacon Tai suddenly grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.
Then they gently placed the big man back on the ground, and even thoughtfully patted off non-existent dust from his shoulders.
"welcome."
"..."
The entire venue was deathly silent.
The burly man's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.
The contrast is too great!
One second he's a god of death, the next he's a greeter?
"Thank...thank you, sir!"
The burly man trembled as he pulled a handful of gold soul coins from his pocket and handed them directly to the ticket seller.
He scrambled into the dueling arena as fast as he could, fearing that if he was even a step too late, he would die there.
This scene directly shocked those with ulterior motives.
Those who originally had ulterior motives and wanted to take advantage of the chaos.
At this moment, everyone was obediently queuing up to buy tickets, not daring to breathe loudly.
Inside the dueling arena.
Upon entering the gate, there were surprisingly few guards, almost none at all.
In addition to a main aisle leading to the audience seating area, there are also many deep side corridors on both sides, leading to the depths of the dueling arena.
At that moment, an almost transparent gray figure appeared amidst the crowded flow of people.
They slipped silently into an empty corridor on the side.
This man was a man with a pointed mouth, monkey-like cheeks, and shifty eyes.
His name is Yun Zide, and he is a level 72 Soul Saint.
The martial spirit is the "Night-Hiding Rat," which is extremely adept at concealment.
At this moment, a faint layer of gray soul power enveloped his entire body.
He seemed to blend into the surrounding shadows.
Even if someone walks past him, they wouldn't even notice that there's someone there.
"Hehehe..."
Yun Zide walked along the empty corridor, a smug and lewd smile on his face.
"That big guy is good at scaring people at the door, but he can't scare me!"
"The timid starve, the bold feast!"
"With my Night-Hiding Rat Martial Soul, I've even explored the sect's treasure vault!"
"This tiny dueling arena is nothing!"
As he gloated, he twitched his long, thin nose and sniffed the air intently.
"As long as I find that catwoman, or that TV host, I'll knock her out and take her away!"
"While we're at it, let's also plunder this place's treasure trove; maybe we'll even find the divine medicine from that celestial scene!"
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and Yun Zide quickened his pace.
Sudden!
His nose twitched twice suddenly.
"Hmm? This smell..."
A faint, sweet fragrance wafted into his nostrils, cool yet slightly sweet.
Just smelling that aroma stirred up the evil fire within him.
Yun Zide is a seasoned womanizer. Relying on his martial spirit, which is good at hiding his true nature, he has preyed on many innocent girls over the years.
His eyes immediately lit up: "Absolutely stunning! She's a top-tier beauty!"
"It's right ahead!"
"Is it that Catwoman? Or that TV host?"
Yun Zide rubbed his hands together excitedly, his beady eyes gleaming with lust: "Hehe, my luck has come!"
He quickened his pace and rushed toward the source of the fragrance.
However, he had only taken two steps.
"Sizzle..."
Yun Zide suddenly felt his feet sink, as if he had stepped on super glue.
It takes a lot of effort to lift your foot.
"What happened?"
He looked down in confusion.
A thin layer of blue mist had somehow appeared on the originally dry ground.
These mists look light and airy, but when they touch the skin, they send a chill down your spine.
In that brief moment of distraction, the mist seemed to come alive.
It quickly spread upwards along his calf.
In just a moment, his feet were firmly stuck to the ground.
No matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't budge!
"Oh no! I've been infected!"
Yun Zide's heart skipped a beat, and he began frantically circulating his soul power in an attempt to break free.
But he discovered that the cold air had already begun to penetrate his body, making it difficult for him to circulate his soul power.
Just then.
"Smack—!"
A crisp, piercing explosion, like a thunderclap, suddenly resounded in the quiet, dark corridor.
The explosion was so loud that Yun Zizai shuddered violently, his eardrums throbbing with pain.
He looked up in alarm, staring ahead.
All I could see ahead was darkness.
A slender figure, accompanied by a captivating fragrance, slowly approached.
At the same time, a cool, clear voice came through, carrying a hint of laziness and a touch of amusement.
"Oh? Looks like we've caught a naughty little mouse."
The words fell.
"Smack—!"
Another thunderous, crisp sound rang out!
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