Leng Yaozhu was both shocked and furious at this moment.
What shocked her was that the aura emanating from the burly man opposite her was clearly more powerful than her own; that thick and heavy pressure had clearly stepped into the Quasi-God level.
And what angered her was that, within the territory of Shrek City, right under the nose of the Spirit Pagoda, someone actually dared to openly attack Huo Yuhao.
Beneath her white-gold faceplate, Leng Yaozhu knitted her brows, glaring at Er Ming as she coldly asked, "Who is Your Excellency?"
Er Ming frowned slightly, clearly not expecting Leng Yaozhu to arrive so quickly.
Logically speaking, upon seeing reinforcements arrive, the safest choice should be to retreat immediately.
But Er Ming did not make such a choice. He stood where he was, looking at Leng Yaozhu's white-gold Battle Armor, his gaze steady, though his brows remained furrowed.
In Leng Yaozhu's perception, Er Ming was a Limit Douluo of the Quasi-God level.
But in reality, he was a divine official of the Divine Realm, a being who could truly be called a "God."
It was just that now, being in the Lower Realm of the Douluo Continent, his cultivation had been forcibly suppressed to the Quasi-God level by the plane's Laws.
However, there were differences in strength even among Quasi-Gods, and Er Ming was undoubtedly among the very best of them.
Er Ming did not respond to Leng Yaozhu's question; he couldn't even be bothered to give half a sentence of explanation, directly throwing a punch.
He did not hold back at all with this punch. Wherever the fist wind passed, the air emitted sharp sonic booms, and even the ground trembled, creating fine cracks from the aftermath of this power.
Leng Yaozhu's pupils constricted. Even though she was wearing Battle Armor, she still felt a sense of heart-pounding dread when facing this punch.
But she could not dodge; Huo Yuhao was right behind her.
Her entire body suddenly ignited with a layer of incandescent Heavenly Phoenix True Fire, the flames bearing an unyielding intensity as they met the fist wind.
And Er Ming was clearly more at ease at this moment. While repelling Leng Yaozhu with one punch, his left hand reached out again, grabbing straight toward Huo Yuhao.
Although he had decided to attack, he also knew clearly that he did not have much time left.
Since Leng Yaozhu had arrived, other experts from the Spirit Pagoda should arrive very soon.
Facing the threat of a Quasi-God, Huo Yuhao had already donned his Battle Armor at the very first moment.
The silver-white armor unfolded smoothly, fitting his form, while icy blue patterns rapidly spread along the shoulder and chest plates.
Immediately afterward, his external Spirit Bone, the ice and fire dragon king armor, also appeared. The dark red and icy blue dragon scale patterns intertwined and shimmered, raising his aura by another notch.
Although his current cultivation was only that of a Spirit Douluo, he was not without the power to resist a Quasi-God; he had far too many trump cards.
At this moment, he was rapidly calculating which methods to use next, and just then, he suddenly perceived an unusual fluctuation in his Spiritual Sea.
Following that, a stream of light drilled out from between his eyebrows, finally transforming into an oval-shaped token that hovered in mid-air.
The token was cyan-grey throughout, with a rough and heavy texture, as if it had been carved from a single piece of natural rock from some mountain.
One side of the token was engraved with a neat "Tang" character, the strokes steady and powerful, as if chiseled in one strike at a time with a Sharp Weapon.
The other side was engraved with a hammer; the hammerhead was rounded and the handle was thick and short, simple and rugged.
Huo Yuhao was no stranger to that hammer; he had seen it on Wang Donger, and he had also seen it on Tang Wulin.
That was none other than the Clear Sky Hammer, the iconic Spirit passed down through the Clear Sky Sect lineage.
An object capable of being stored within the Spiritual Sea already proved in itself that it was by no means an ordinary item.
This token was exactly the one Wang Donger had given him Ten Thousand Years ago; it was her token as the Young Lord of the Clear Sky Sect.
And at this moment, this token actually produced some kind of "reaction" with the person opposite him. Huo Yuhao's heart gave a sudden jolt, and a thought surfaced in his mind almost subconsciously.
The person opposite... is from the Clear Sky Sect?!
The Clear Sky Sect, a hidden Sect from Ten Thousand Years ago, had vanished into the long river of history after Ten Thousand Years.
In the current history of the Federation, there were very few records regarding the Clear Sky Sect over the past thousand years.
Even if the Clear Sky Sect still remained in the world, according to Huo Yuhao's deductions, there should only be a few stragglers left; how could a Quasi-God level existence suddenly appear out of thin air?
Huo Yuhao could not understand it, and Er Ming opposite him was even more confused.
Er Ming's gaze was locked tightly onto the cyan-grey token hovering in front of Huo Yuhao, his heart churning with a shock far more intense than Huo Yuhao's.
He recognized that token at a glance; it was the keepsake he had personally crafted Ten Thousand Years ago and given to Wang Donger.
But now, how could this token appear on this "descendant of the Spirit Ice Bloodline" opposite him?
Could this have been left behind by the Spirit Ice Douluo from Ten Thousand Years ago?
But Spirit Ice shouldn't have passed the token Wang Donger gave him to someone else's descendant, right?
Then, could this kid in front of him, who was carved from the same mold as the Spirit Ice of Ten Thousand Years ago, be the child of Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong?
Er Ming just wanted to deny this judgment in his heart, but thinking about Tang San's past maneuvers, he felt it wasn't impossible!
This was the result judged by his own shocking wisdom!
Thinking of this, the movements of his hands slowed by half a beat involuntarily.
It was this momentary hesitation that caused him to miss the best opportunity to strike.
Several figures had already whistled over, and three auras of Super Douluo level spread out without any concealment.
Seeing this, Er Ming frowned slightly, knowing that he could no longer succeed.
He did not continue to attack, but instead swept his figure, grabbed Xiong Jun, who was still deeply trapped in the illusion and had not yet fully awakened, and flew off into the distance while holding him by the back of his collar.
Leng Yaozhu stood where she was, her gaze following the receding figure, but she did not take action to stop him.
She knew clearly in her heart that if a Quasi-God level expert was determined to leave, it would take at least three existences of the same level acting simultaneously to stop him.
Therefore, she only silently watched as the two figures completely disappeared from her field of vision, and then slowly retracted her Battle Armor.
She turned around, scanning Huo Yuhao up and down, and after confirming he was unharmed, she let out a slight sigh of relief and asked, "Are you alright?"
Huo Yuhao was still thinking about the identity of the person just now; upon hearing this, he merely shook his head, indicating he was fine.
Only then did the two cast their gaze toward the three figures who had just landed; they were none other than Qiangu Dongfeng, Han Tianyi, and Da Mo.
Qiangu Dongfeng frowned slightly and asked, "Who was that? To dare to make a move on someone from my Spirit Pagoda in Shrek City."
Before Leng Yaozhu and Huo Yuhao could respond, another dozen or so figures whistled in, landing one after another in the surroundings.
Those auras were either strong or weak, but without exception, they were all top-tier experts within the Spirit Pagoda.
Just now, Er Ming had released his Quasi-God level aura without reservation; that pressure had swept across the entire urban area like a tsunami, so it naturally could not escape the perception of these people.
Leng Yaozhu's gaze turned to Qiangu Dongfeng; the expression that had softened slightly while scanning Huo Yuhao just now turned cold again.
She looked at Qiangu Dongfeng, her voice not loud, but carrying an undisguised coldness: "Qiangu Dongfeng, it seems you have forgotten what I said again."
Qiangu Dongfeng was stunned upon hearing this, and immediately understood what Leng Yaozhu was referring to.
What had she said?
Naturally, it was that sentence: "As long as anyone makes a move on Yuhao again, I will come to you, Qiangu Dongfeng, for trouble."
As soon as Leng Yaozhu's voice fell, her aura surged again.
The white-gold Heavenly Phoenix True Fire rose around her, and her phoenix eyes burned with undisguised anger; she was actually posturing to attack Qiangu Dongfeng right here.
Seeing this, the surrounding crowd dared not stand idly by any longer and rushed forward to stop them.
Several Elders and experts acted simultaneously; some stood between the two, others loudly tried to mediate, and the scene instantly descended into chaos.
If the Tower Master and Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda were to fight on the streets of Shrek City, if this matter were to spread, the entire Spirit Pagoda would become the laughingstock of the continent.
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