In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 307 Hao’s current crime

"Your Highness?!"

"Wh-what, he..."

Upon hearing the cardinal's words, the members of the Spirit Hall behind him exchanged glances, their eyes filled with indescribable astonishment, and the entire hall erupted in uproar.

"puff!"

Just then, the cardinal, holding the Holy Son's Token that had just fallen from Wang Zhao's body, knelt down on one knee facing him.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

Since the leading cardinal had knelt, it was only natural that the Spirit Hall members behind him would also kneel, and they followed suit.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

"Yes, get up, everyone."

Wang Zhao simply nodded slightly, then continued to cast his deep gaze at Tang Hao.

It turns out that ever since he witnessed Tang Hao leaving Notting City six years ago, he had wondered if this "slave of the sect" was planning to destroy the Spirit Hall's branch halls in various parts of the continent, given that the Spirit Hall had made an agreement with the Clear Sky Sect that "if Tang Hao dares to cause trouble on the continent, the Clear Sky Sect will be held responsible."

Simply put, isn't this sect slave afraid of the Spirit Hall imposing sanctions on the Clear Sky Sect?

But if Tang Hao's intention was not to destroy the Martial Soul Branch Halls across the continent, then what was the reason that led him to leave Holy Soul Village and Tang San a year earlier than in the original story?

With these questions in mind, after Wang Zhao returned to Wuhun City, he asked Bibi Dong to mobilize her spies throughout the continent to secretly search for Tang Hao's movements. Although it was impossible to keep track of a Title Douluo, Wang Zhao said that it was enough to find out Tang Hao's approximate location.

However, given the vast resources and power of the Spirit Hall, it wouldn't be difficult for them to achieve this.

However, Tang Hao's movements puzzled Wang Zhao for more than five years, because he found that Tang Hao mostly traveled to the edge of the continent, which was often a chaotic area where all sorts of people were mixed together, especially where many fallen soul masters who had been marked by the Spirit Hall had fled. He also did not take action against the Spirit Hall branches in various places.

What exactly is Tang Hao planning to do? Is he going over there to punish evil and promote good?

Although Tang Hao's series of perplexing actions puzzled Wang Zhao, he didn't investigate further because Tang Hao had always been relatively "well-behaved." Of course, he also didn't withdraw the surveillance of Tang Hao's whereabouts from the various regional informants.

After all, it's best to keep an eye on such a dangerous individual.

Recently, Wang Zhao, who was stationed at the Dragon King Palace outside Tiandou City, suddenly received a letter from Salas of the Tiandou Martial Soul Temple, delivered by someone secretly sent by Bibi Dong's informant. The letter said that Tang Hao's whereabouts had suddenly changed drastically, and also mentioned that a degenerate soul master who liked to "massacre villages" and killed indiscriminately had recently appeared in the area where Tang Hao was located.

Wang Zhao immediately sensed something was amiss, so without hesitation he quietly left the Dragon King Palace and came to this area. After secretly investigating the situation, he happened to follow the Cardinal and his group of Spirit Hall personnel to this place.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really wouldn't have believed that the "Daily Douluo" he often teased would actually do such a thing.

Wang Zhao's gaze lingered on Tang Hao's fists, which were stained with a little blood, and he tightened his grip on the scythe.

"You are... the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?"

At this moment, Tang Hao, whose path was blocked by Wang Zhao, did not make any move. He faced off against Wang Zhao from a distance and only spoke in a low voice.

"Otherwise what?"

Wang Zhao's voice was calm and emotionless. He slowly raised the long-handled sickle and slung it over his shoulder. The sharp, cold-looking blade protruded from his other side of his back, like a perfectly curved silver crescent moon following behind him.

"You are... a Title Douluo?"

Tang Hao asked again.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhao slowly curled the corners of his mouth.

Why should I tell you? Why don't you guess?

"snort."

Tang Hao clenched his fist, paused, and then relaxed it a little.

"What exactly do you want?"

Wang Zhao simply smiled, playfully waving the scythe on his shoulder before raising it to his front, the blade pointing directly at Tang Hao.

"You're supposed to be a Title Douluo, yet you've committed such a heinous and morally reprehensible act."

Wang Zhao immediately spoke with righteous indignation.

"Well then, since I've already passed by today, I can't just stand by and do nothing."

"Come with me to Wuhun City!"

"Hmph, don't even think about it! You think you can keep me here?"

Tang Hao said with a hint of disdain.

"Heh~"

Wang Zhao laughed again.

Whether I can keep you here or not is not up to you. I see you haven't even summoned your martial spirit yet, so you must have killed someone with just your bare hands, right?

"Fallen Soul Masters usually kill in order to cultivate some inhumane forbidden techniques, but you are obviously not. The lives of ordinary people cannot create your level of cultivation. Furthermore, I do not sense that your cultivation is as weak as that of ordinary fallen Soul Masters."

"A Fallen Soul Master at the Title Douluo level... that's truly rare."

"So, does that mean you're inherently a killer, born to find pleasure in murder?"

While Wang Zhao said this, he was secretly wondering about Tang Hao's real reason for doing so.

After all, Tang Hao killed people for no reason, and it was a massacre, which is obviously unreasonable.

The only people who could drive him to do this are probably...

Wang Zhao's expression subtly shifted as he pondered this, then he asked, "Oh, by the way, you're not summoning your own martial soul, is it because you don't want to reveal your identity?"

"On the continent, there are only a handful of Title Douluo-level experts. I imagine you're not from a hidden family or a commoner, so your identity can't be..."

"Enough with the nonsense."

Just then, Tang Hao's gruff voice rang out.

"Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, you're at most thirty years old, and you certainly can't be a Title Douluo. I suspect your current state is merely due to some special spirit skill. What gives you the audacity to stand in my way, you mere brat?"

Upon hearing Tang Hao's words, Wang Zhao's smile, hidden beneath the gray mist, deepened.

That's right, he is not a Title Douluo yet, or rather, he is not a true Title Douluo.

Tang Hao's guess about his current state was correct.

Wang Zhao was able to stand in the void precisely because of one of the two great soul skills in Tang Hao's wife's soul bone: "Flight".

Too bad, you don't seem to recognize me yet... Hehehe~

Using the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone Soul Skill openly in front of Tang Hao gave Wang Zhao a strange sense of pleasure.

It's like, that thing is currently committing a crime.

(End of this chapter)