Chapter 73 Reencounter with Tang Hao
Inside the palace of the King of Slaughter.
At this moment, Blood Wolf was entangled with a woman.
Suddenly, the space above the main hall distorted.
Immediately afterwards, a dark red vortex appeared out of thin air.
Blood Wolf on the throne trembled violently and hurriedly pushed away the woman in his arms.
The woman was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground.
She looked at Blood Wolf with a puzzled expression, not understanding what had happened.
But at this moment, Blood Wolf couldn't care less about her.
He frantically straightened his clothes as he hurried down the steps, heading towards the vortex.
The next moment, Su Mo's figure emerged from the vortex and landed steadily in the main hall.
Blood Wolf immediately knelt on one knee. "Welcome, Great King!"
"Get up."
Su Mo glanced indifferently at the disheveled woman beside the throne, then quickly looked away without saying anything more.
Upon hearing this, Blood Wolf immediately stood up.
He looked at Su Mo in front of him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Six months ago, when Su Mo left this place, although he tried to suppress the killing intent in his body, Blood Wolf could still clearly sense its presence.
That murderous aura was almost tangible; just getting close to it could make one's hair stand on end, as if falling into an ice cellar.
But now, there was not a trace of killing intent emanating from Su Mo.
To the uninformed, he would just be an ordinary teenager and would never associate him with that ruthless killer.
However, Blood Wolf knew very well that the more this was the case, the more terrifying it was.
This showed that Su Mo had reached a point where he could control his killing intent with complete ease.
"How long have I been gone?" Su Mo asked calmly, standing with his hands behind his back.
"Your Majesty, it has been about six months," Blood Wolf replied hastily.
Su Mo nodded slightly and continued to ask, "During my absence, has anything unusual happened in the City of Slaughter?"
"Everything is normal, nothing unusual has happened." Blood Wolf paused, then suddenly remembered something and added:
"By the way, not long after you left, a man entered the Killing City. He was not a Fallen One, but like you, he came here specifically for training.
His Spirit is the Clear Sky Hammer, and in the past six months, he has won twenty-seven consecutive matches."
"Clear Sky Hammer?" Su Mo repeated softly, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.
Was that person Tang Hao or Tang Chen?
"How old is he? What does he look like?" Su Mo asked.
Blood Wolf quickly replied, "He looks to be almost thirty years old, with a rather resolute face and a sturdy build."
Su Mo pondered for a moment, and then a plan came to mind.
According to Blood Wolf's description, that person was most likely Tang Hao.
This was Su Mo's territory now. If Tang Hao came here, wasn't he just like a lamb entering a tiger's den?
Su Mo still remembered how Tang Wei, the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, had used intimidation to pressure him back then at the Heaven Dou Arena, trying to renege on his debt.
If it hadn't been for Golden Crocodile Douluo standing behind him and stabilizing the situation, it was uncertain whether he could have left the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena alive.
At the time, his own strength was insufficient, and Golden Crocodile Douluo was wary of Tang Chen's existence, so the matter was ultimately dropped.
But he kept all those debts in his heart and never forgot them.
"I understand." Su Mo's lips curled into a faint smile. "I'm leaving now. Make sure to keep a close watch on the Killing City."
Blood Wolf bowed and replied, "Rest assured, I will do my utmost to guard this place for you and will not dare to make the slightest mistake!"
Su Mo didn't say anything more and turned to walk out of the hall.
"Respectfully bidding farewell to our great king. Your humble servants await your return at any time!"
Blood Wolf's voice rang out behind Su Mo.
Only after Su Mo's figure completely disappeared outside the palace gate did Blood Wolf breathe a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
At that moment, the woman behind him was too shocked to speak.
The King of Slaughter was actually that young man's subordinate?
Was that young man the true king of the Killing City?
...
After leaving the palace of the King of Slaughter, Su Mo did not rush to leave the City of Slaughter.
He walked straight toward the Hell Killing Arena.
His steps were neither hurried nor slow as he walked through the dark streets of the Killing City.
The fallen people on both sides of the street avoided him as if they had seen the Grim Reaper, fearing that getting too close would bring them death.
Su Mo was already used to this and didn't even bother to look at them.
Of course, there were also a few newcomers who wanted to cause trouble for Su Mo, but they were all dealt with by him with a single sword strike.
Soon, he arrived at the Hell Killing Arena and took his seat in the last row.
The vast majority of people present still recognized Su Mo, and they avoided him as if he were a plague god, not daring to get any closer.
The originally packed audience seats quickly emptied out in a large area centered on Su Mo, creating a bizarre scene.
Su Mo ignored this and sat there calmly, watching the two matches quietly.
In each match, the battles on stage were bloody and brutal, with the fallen fighting with all their might to survive, their roars and screams rising and falling.
Just then, a figure at the entrance suddenly caught Su Mo's attention.
The person who arrived was Tang Hao.
Since his defeat to Su Mo that year, Tang Hao had been deeply affected and was ordered by Tang Chen to be confined to the sect.
That defeat was a great humiliation for Tang Hao, and it was also a disgrace to the Clear Sky Sect, bringing shame upon the sect.
In the past few years, Tang Hao had never stepped out of the sect.
He trained relentlessly, swinging his hammer countless times, all for the day he could defeat Su Mo, avenge his past humiliation, and wash away the shame of that year.
Just six months ago, Tang Hao proposed to Tang Wei his plan to go to the City of Slaughter for training.
As the number one sect in the world, the Clear Sky Sect naturally had some understanding of the City of Slaughter and knew what kind of place it was.
The elders of the sect had all tried to dissuade him. After all, it was a hell that devoured people without spitting out their bones, and many powerful people who went in never came out again.
But Tang Hao was determined to leave and refused to change his mind no matter who tried to persuade him.
After discussing it, Tang Wei and Tang Chen finally agreed to let him go and gain experience.
Thus, Tang Hao entered the City of Slaughter under the escort of the sect elders.
At this moment, Tang Hao seemed to sense something, turned his head, and looked up, just in time to meet Su Mo's gaze.
The moment their eyes met, Tang Hao's breath hitched.
Although several years had passed and Su Mo's face had completely lost its youthful naivety and gained more maturity and definition, Tang Hao still recognized him at a glance.
He would never forget Su Mo's face, the one who had humiliated him so deeply.
At the same time, memories of that year came flooding back.
The killing intent within Tang Hao's body immediately began to overflow uncontrollably.
"Damn it, what's he doing here? Is he here for training too?"
Tang Hao frowned, alarm bells ringing in his mind.
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