On the other side of the auction hall, a dark green figure quietly appeared, his emerald green eyes carrying a hint of mockery. It was none other than Poison Douluo Dugu Bo!

"Tsk tsk, how could such a lively scene be complete without me, the old poisoner?"

Behind Ning Fengzhi, a tall and strong man dressed in black stepped forward. The phantom of the Golden Xuanwu was faintly visible behind him. It was Xu Jiushi!

Sword Douluo Chen Xin!

Bone Douluo Ancient Banyan!

Poison Douluo Dugu Bo!

And there's also Xuanwu Douluo, Xu Jiushi!

Four powerful individuals at the Title Douluo level, plus the patriarchs of the four major clans with single attributes who received Ning Fengzhi's assistance!

The entire auction hall was instantly enveloped by a suffocating pressure!

"My God! Has the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School mobilized its entire force?"

"Four powerful Soul Douluos, four Title Douluos, plus Ning Fengzhi, what kind of lineup is this!"

Inside a VIP private room.

Prince Xuexing suddenly stood up from his seat, his face filled with horror.

"Dugu Bo? He... what's he doing here?"

He clearly remembered that last time in Soto City, Dugu Bo had personally told him that the man in black robes was extremely powerful and that he was no match for him.

"What's going on here? He actually dared to stand up for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and confront Tang Hao?"

Prince Xuexing was completely baffled.

"Could it be that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School offered him some irresistible benefit?"

Inside the Spirit Hall's private room on the other side.

Salas was so excited that he was trembling all over, and he almost pounced on Bibi Dong.

"Your Holiness! Your Holiness, look!"

He pointed down incoherently, his voice shrill with excitement.

"It's Tang Hao! It really is Tang Hao! We've been searching high and low, but he's right here in our lives!"

"We've been searching for him for so many years, we never expected him to show up here on his own!"

Bibi Dong's languid expression had vanished. She slowly rose, a flash of cold light passing through her phoenix eyes.

A terrifying killing intent emanated from her body, as if it were a tangible force, causing the temperature in the entire private room to drop several degrees.

"Tang Hao..."

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice icy.

Salas sensed the murderous aura and his heart skipped a beat. He immediately lowered his head and respectfully awaited the Pope's command.

He could almost foresee that the Pope would order Tang Hao to be torn to pieces in the next moment!

However, just as Bibi Dong's aura reached its peak, she slowly withdrew it.

She sat back in her chair, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

No rush.

Salas was taken aback:

"His Holiness the Pope?"

Bibi Dong's slender fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, her beautiful eyes flashing with a calculating light.

"It is said that the three upper sects are closely connected. Although the Haotian Sect has closed its mountain gates, its influence still remains."

"This Tang Hao is the symbol of the Haotian Sect."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has set up such a grand display today, and judging from the relationship, it may be that... they have already subdued these four single-attribute clans."

"It seems we must completely sever ties with the past of the Haotian Sect,"

"Since that's the case, let them fight it out."

Bibi Dong said calmly, her tone carrying a hint of amusement at watching the show.

"I want to see how much the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is willing to pay for these few tough nuts to crack, and whether they will truly fight Tang Hao for this one item!"

"Let's see how much of the legendary Haotian Douluo's former glory he still retains."

"When two tigers fight, one will surely be injured. Perhaps... they will both be severely injured, who knows?"

Upon hearing this, Salas immediately understood Bibi Dong's intention. A bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he thought to himself:

"Your Holiness, you are indeed far-sighted."