People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

"Hmph, you Spirit Hall always pretend to be benevolent and righteous on the surface." Tang Xiao sneered and mocked Salas.

Salas was not angry. He now opened the jade box. Inside was a section of the rhizome of a blue-gold plant that was sealed by ice. The plant looked very similar to Blue Silver Grass, but there were still some differences.

"Bishop Salas, what is this?" Xue Qinghe asked.

"This is a rhizome of the Blue Silver Emperor."

Under the auspices of Salas, streaks of golden light flew out from the hands of the Platinum Bishop and submerged into the roots of the Blue Silver Emperor. The next moment, the stem was liberated from the ice, shining with a faint blue-gold light, and squirming gently as if it were alive. "This is a gift from our Spirit Hall to the Haotian Sect. I hope it can bring back some good memories to the Haotian Sect." Salas said lightly, but his tone was full of oppression.

"This is Ah Yin's rhizome?" Tang Xiao instantly sensed that the rhizome in front of him was exactly the same as Ah Yin's breath.

Tang Xiao's gaze instantly became profound, and huge waves arose in his heart. Ah Yin, this name represents the eternal pain in his heart. He could not forget Ah Yin's death, nor could he forget his helplessness and despair at that time. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the root of the Blue Silver Emperor, as if he was touching Ah Yin's life. His fingers trembled slightly, and tears shone in his eyes. "Sect Master Tang, I hope you can remember what happened back then and don't let it happen again." Salas said lightly. His words seemed to hit Tang Xiao's heart, causing him to wake up instantly. He put Ah Yin's rhizome into his soul guide. Although he didn't know where this rhizome came from, he was ready to see if he could feed it and resurrect Ah Yin.

But Tang Xiao's eyes looking at Salas became colder and colder, and he understood that this was Wuhun Palace putting pressure on them.

Tang Xiao took a deep look at Salas, his heart filled with anger.

"And this second gift."

Salas slowly opened the baggage. It was also an object shrouded in ice. It was just an item of experience. It was a head.

"Is this the leader of the Force Clan, Titan, who has been missing for many days?" Xue Qinghe's face looked a little confused.

"This is the second congratulatory gift from our Wuhun Palace. I heard that after the Haotian Sect retreated from the world, all four clans announced their separation from the Haotian Sect. We, the Wuhun Palace, look down on such sects the most, so we sent the Li clan to Kill them all, this titan’s revelation is our Spirit Hall’s second gift.”

Tang Xiao's face instantly turned livid, his eyes flashing with angry flames. The Force Clan is their Haotian Sect's ally, and Tai Tan has a deep friendship with them. He never expected that Wuhun Palace would kill all the Li clan so ruthlessly. His hands were clenched into fists, and the light in his eyes was filled with murderous intent. He could feel the eyes of Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi beside him. They were obviously shocked by Wuhundian's actions.

"You, Wuhun Palace, have forgotten why our Haotian Sect was called the number one sect in the world?"

Tang Xiao took a deep breath and said slowly. His voice was low and powerful, and every word hit Salas's heart hard. Salas's face changed slightly, and he was obviously a little afraid of Tang Xiao's words.

"Sect Master Tang, I only act in accordance with the rules of Wuhun Palace. I hope you can understand." Salas smiled slightly, but his eyes flickered.

"The Force Clan has a deep friendship with the Haotian Sect, and they should not be treated like this. If your Spirit Hall cannot abide by the agreement made back then, then our Haotian Sect will no longer show mercy." Tang Xiao's words made Saras His eyes were cold, but there was still a smile on his face.

"Sect Master Tang, I hope you can think twice before you act." Salas's words were full of threats. He obviously did not want to break up with the Haotian Sect.

"Do you, Wuhun Palace, think that our Haotian Sect has lost its spirit since we retired from the world?"

I saw Tang Xiao directly releasing his soul power fluctuations. The ninety-seventh level of powerful pressure directly suppressed Salas, and a strong murderous intention was released from Tang Xiao.

Bishop Salas's expression changed slightly. He did not expect that Tang Xiao would release his soul power fluctuations so directly. He sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that the leader of the Haotian Sect in front of him was not that easy to deal with.

"Sect Master Tang, aren't you afraid of causing conflict between the two parties if you target our Spirit Hall like this?" Salas said in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with cold light.

"Cause a conflict? Our Haotian Sect is never afraid of any challenge." Tang Xiao sneered, his tone full of confidence and domineering.

"Bishop Salas, you should know that although our Haotian Sect is hidden from the world, it is not without strength. If your Wuhun Palace provokes us again and again, we don't mind letting you see the strength of our Haotian Sect."

Tang Xiao's words made Salas's expression become even more ugly. He knew that Tang Xiao's words were not lies. If Haotian Sect really decides to go to war with Wuhun Palace, then Wuhun Palace will definitely not be easy. His eyes flashed slightly, and he knew that today's events had exceeded his expectations. He had to bow to Tang Xiao.

"Sect Master Tang, I only act according to the rules, you can't..."

Salas hasn't finished speaking yet.

Suddenly, Tang Xiao's eyes swept towards him coldly, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to freeze him. Salas's words paused for a moment, and he suddenly realized that the seemingly gentle leader of the Haotian Sect in front of him actually had no intention of listening to his explanation. An invisible pressure spread from Tang Xiao, instantly binding Salas tightly. Salas felt as if his chest was pressed down by a mountain, and the strong sense of oppression made him unable to breathe.

"Rules?" Tang Xiao spoke slowly, and every word was filled with cold anger, "The Power Clan is an ally, and Titan is even more of a friend of our Haotian Sect. They should be respected and treated kindly, not ruthlessly killed. The rules of your Wuhun Hall are nothing in front of our Haotian Sect."

Tang Xiao's words were like a cold knife, piercing deeply into Salas' heart.

Tang Xiao actually summoned the Haotian Hammer directly, and the Haotian Hammer instantly grew larger in his hand. The huge hammer head exuded a sharp and domineering aura, as if it was going to completely devour Salas. Sarath's face finally changed. He secretly said in his heart that it was not good. He underestimated Tang Xiao's determination. Sarath was hit by the powerful force of the Clear Sky Hammer and vomited blood. Then a strong pressure came and directly separated Sarath's head from his body.

Sarath, the platinum bishop of the Spirit Hall, died simply in Tang Xiao's hands.

. . . . . . . . (End of this chapter)