Two figures were already standing at the entrance of the hall.
The leader was a tall, weathered-looking middle-aged man in black who exuded an air of dominance over the world.
Behind him followed a handsome young man with a resolute gaze.
"Tang... Tang Hao!"
The moment they saw who it was, the four sect leaders' pupils shrank simultaneously, and different expressions appeared on their faces.
"Owner!"
The fastest-reacting Titan, his face flushed with excitement, rushed forward and knelt on one knee with a thud, his expression extremely respectful.
He was Tang Hao's most loyal henchman.
Niu Gao and Yang Wudi's expressions, however, were much more complicated.
They respected Tang Hao's strength, but when they thought about how it was because of this man's stubbornness that he provoked the Spirit Hall, which led to their four major sects being abandoned by the Clear Sky Sect and suffering heavy losses, they felt a deep resentment.
The two exchanged a glance, but ultimately suppressed their dissatisfaction, stood up, and bowed slightly to Tang Hao.
"Your Majesty Haotian."
Their title is one of respect, not submission.
Only the white crane looked the worst.
The Min clan was the weakest in terms of strength, and in recent years they had been struggling to make ends meet, so their resentment towards Tang Hao was the deepest.
He simply stood there, cupped his hands in a simple gesture towards Tang Hao's direction, without even lowering his head.
Tang Hao took in the reactions of the three people, but his face remained completely expressionless.
He helped Titan up, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.
"Hello everyone, it's been a long time."
"I really have let everyone down regarding what happened back then."
He spoke words of apology, but there was not a trace of remorse on his weathered face.
In his mind, they were nothing more than a group of subordinate sects.
They are nothing more than lackeys raised by their Haotian Sect.
It is the natural honor of these lackeys to sacrifice themselves for their masters.
There's no need to dwell on the past.
Tang Hao spoke calmly.
"I have come today for another matter."
He paused, and an invisible aura of dominance emanated from his body, causing everyone present to hold their breath slightly.
"Blue Silver King".
The moment those three words were uttered, Niu Gao and the others' expressions changed instantly.
Isn't this the source of their argument just now?
Tang Hao took in their changing expressions and continued.
"I have heard about this person's movements. I am aware of your concerns."
"Today, I've come to solve this problem for you all."
He changed the subject, turned to the side, and pulled the silent boy behind him to the front of the crowd.
Let me introduce myself to you.
"This is my son, Tang San."
The boy named Tang San had delicate features, but his eyes revealed a composure and determination beyond his years.
He stepped forward and bowed respectfully to the four sect leaders without being humble or arrogant.
"Tang San greets all seniors."
Tang Hao looked at his son, and a rare hint of pride appeared on his perpetually icy face.
"My son Tang San is exceptionally talented."
"Twin Martial Souls".
"Innate full soul power".
boom!
The words "Twin Martial Souls" resounded like a thunderclap in the council hall.
The lingering resentment on the faces of Niu Gao, Yang Wudi, and Bai He was instantly replaced by immense shock.
They knew better than anyone what having twin martial souls meant!
That's a legendary, unparalleled talent!
Behind the white crane, a pretty figure quietly peeked out, curiously observing the father and son.
It was Bai He's granddaughter, Bai Chenxiang.
Her bright eyes were fixed on Tang San, a strange light shining deep within them.
Is this man the legendary son of Haotian Douluo?
Twin martial souls, innate full soul power...
This talent is truly unheard of!
Bai Chenxiang's heartbeat quickened for no apparent reason.
Such an outstanding man is like a chosen one straight out of a storybook.
She suddenly remembered the Blue Silver King, who had recently risen to fame in Tiandou City.
I've heard that one of the Blue Silver King's martial souls is also Blue Silver Grass.
Tang San's martial soul also seems to be Blue Silver Grass.
I wonder who is stronger between the two of them?
Bai Chenxiang subconsciously made comparisons.
Blue Silver King is now a Title Douluo, wielding immense power and influence, and his strength is naturally unparalleled.
Can...
She secretly glanced at Tang San again.
But this Tang San has twin martial souls, and he is born with full soul power.
His future holds equally limitless potential!
Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, Tang San spoke up again.
"Esteemed seniors, my father and I have come here today not only to resolve the matter of the Blue Silver King, but also to discuss another matter."
He looked around at the crowd, his voice clear and firm.
"I wish to rebuild the sect and name it 'Tang Sect'."
"My father will become an honorary elder of the Tang Clan."
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall changed abruptly.
If the "twin martial souls" just now were shocking, then this is a blatant provocation.
Yang Wudi's face darkened, and he slammed the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand, making a muffled sound.
"snort!"
He stared intently at Tang San, his tone unfriendly.
"So you're implying that we, the four major sects, want to serve a mere brat like you as our master?"
Niu Gao also looked displeased and said in a muffled voice.
"A mere junior, yet he speaks with such arrogance."
The white crane shook its head and sighed.
"Tang San, your talent is indeed amazing, but you are not qualified to make our four clans submit."
They could submit to Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, a renowned and powerful figure on the continent.
But his son, who looks no more than twenty years old, has submitted to him?
Absolutely impossible!
Faced with the doubts of the three sect leaders, Tang San showed no panic on his face, but instead a confident smile appeared on his lips.
"Since you seniors are not convinced..."
"Then why don't we have a competition?"
...
After a thrilling competition.
The council chamber was deathly silent.
Niu Gao, Yang Wudi, and Bai He were all deathly pale, their breathing disordered, and their eyes filled with horror.
They looked at the composed young man who still stood in the center of the hall as if he were a monster.
"This...this Tang San is too strong."
Niu Gao clutched his aching chest and muttered to himself.
In the previous exchange, his proud defense was actually broken through by his opponent.
"Yes, he's a monster."
Yang Wudi leaned on the Soul-Breaking Spear, his arm still trembling slightly. His invincible spear intent was being restrained at every turn by his opponent.
Only Titan, his face filled with fervor and pride, laughed loudly.
"Hahaha! I knew it! Young Master is invincible!"
He turned to the other three, his tone agitated.
"I think even the Blue Silver King's talent is no match for the young master!"
"Young Master's talent is absolutely the most outstanding I've ever seen!"
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