The heavens begin from the underworld

"Bring in the criminal Tang Hao."

Qian Renxue looked at a middle-aged Spirit Hall deacon under the ring.

After the middle-aged deacon bowed, he quickly walked to the backstage of the Soul Fighting Arena and came to the iron cage guarded by several Soul Saints and two Soul Fighters.

"My Lord Bishop, His Majesty the Angel has asked you to escort Tang Hao to execution."

The middle-aged deacon looked at one of the Contras wearing black robes.

The black-robed Soul Douluo nodded when he heard this, and gave instructions to the Soul Saint beside him, then opened the iron cage, bent down and pulled out Tang Hao, who was soulless and looked like a walking corpse.

"Haotian Douluo, it's time to hit the road."

The black-robed Soul Douluo handed Tang Hao to several soul saints to guard him, and gently wiped away the stains on his hands.

It wasn't that he was mysophobic, but that Tang Hao hadn't taken a shower for a long time. His body smelled of feces and urine, and there were fleas in his greasy hair.

No one has good intentions towards Tang Hao, the sinner who killed the previous pope, and no one will go out of his way to clean up Tang Hao before he is executed.

"Walk."

The black-robed Soul Douluo said, walking towards the ring.

Several Soul Saints followed, and finally there was another taciturn Soul Douluo. He was cold and silent from beginning to end, always on guard, fearing that someone would come to rob someone.

Wearing a sexy off-shoulder outfit, a mature woman with short hair walked out of the darkness and yawned:

"Ha~ It's finally almost done."

She is Spirit Eagle Douluo, one of the elders of Wuhun Hall, and a titled Douluo who is secretly responsible for guarding Tang Hao.

His strength is not too strong among Titled Douluo, but it is enough for today. Who knows that not only Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue are in the spirit fighting arena, but even Qian Daoliu is in the VIP seat.

For a titled Douluo, it only takes a blink of an eye to go from the VIP seats to the backstage of the spirit arena.

…

Soul fighting field.

A sharp-eyed soul master saw Tang Hao being escorted.

"Come out, come out!"

The man's exclamation attracted the attention of the nearby soul masters. Everyone looked along his line of sight, and then they all saw Tang Hao.

"Is this Haotian Douluo? Does he look like a beggar?"

A young soul master questioned.

When he thought about it, as a noble Titled Douluo, even if he was executed, he would die with dignity. He could not be as disheveled and ungraceful as he was now.

"Hey, what are you thinking about? Haotian Douluo killed the former pope. Do you expect Wuhun Palace to imprison him after arresting him?"

“What does this make the dead former pope think?”

"Now that Tang Hao is missing his arms and legs, I am already surprised. I originally thought that Wuhun Palace was going to torture Tang Hao endlessly before he died."

The soul master who spoke had thick eyebrows, eyes like copper bells, and a beard. He looked either thirty or fifty. It was difficult to tell his age.

He looked at Tang Hao who was being held up by several soul saints, and frowned: "But I am curious, is this person really Haotian Douluo Tang Hao? In his current state, no one can recognize him except his close relatives. Out."

The young soul master who was questioning at first, his eyes lit up, and he whispered: "Could it be that the person who was brought here was just a substitute? In order to lure out those who want to rescue him."

Although the young soul master didn't say it clearly, the soul masters nearby knew that he was talking about the Haotian Sect.

Although the Haotian Sect has long declared that Haotian Douluo will be expelled from the sect, can they really remain indifferent in the face of today's scene?

"The real Haotian Douluo may have been hidden, waiting to be executed secretly."

The young soul master's eyes lit up as he said this: "It's also possible..."

"Haotian Douluo has died in prison due to torture. His body is now covered with maggots or has turned into bones. Now there is another person being brought up."

These words made many soul masters think deeply. They had never seen Tang Hao's appearance with their own eyes, so they inevitably had various doubts.

Soon, more people noticed Tang Hao being escorted.

"Almost unrecognizable."

"It is indeed Tang Hao."

Ning Fengzhi, who was also in the VIP area, looked solemn. He and Tang Hao were from the same era, and he had met Tang Hao when he was young.

After reading it carefully now, I have to admit that Tang Hao is indeed going to die today.

Let him say that the three sects are of the same spirit and let Wuhun Palace let Tang Hao go?

He is not stupid. Doing this will undoubtedly provoke Wuhun Palace and bring disaster to Qibao Glazed Sect.

Seeing Tang Hao's current downfall, Ning Fengzhi could not help but think of how high-spirited the young Tang Hao was back then, which was in stark contrast to now.

Life is unpredictable. How could Tang Hao have imagined that he would eventually end up like this.

"Tang Hao..."

An old man with bright eyes looked at Tang Hao with complicated emotions.

He is the sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, he is also a titled Douluo, and he even has a son who is famous in the mainland.

Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen, the father of ‘Master’ Yu Xiaogang.

"Is that Haotian Douluo?"

Various discussions were also heard in the rest areas of major colleges.

Few of the young contestants knew that Tang Hao was going to be executed. After hearing about it before, they were all extremely surprised.

The high-ranking Titled Douluo is going to be executed in front of everyone today?

It sounded a little unreal, but the scene before them told them that it was all true.

"No wonder His Majesty the Angel suddenly mentioned Tang Hao. It turned out that he was reading out the crime."

A young player suddenly said.

"This person..."

Tang San frowned deeply, looking at Tang Hao, whose face was unkempt and covered by greasy hair, in confusion.

He subconsciously thought that his blacksmith father would have no other connection with Haotian Douluo except for the name, and under the preconceived impression, he did not recognize his father for a while.

In addition, Tang Hao had been imprisoned for so long, and his whole image had changed drastically. Tang San now only felt a little familiar, which was a mysterious induction.

It's funny to say that the son did not recognize his father at the first time, but others did, but the fact is indeed so.

Soon, Tang Hao was escorted to Qian Renxue. He lowered his head and knelt on the ground decadently, without any thought of resistance.

No one knows what kind of torture his mind and will have suffered.

When he was sleepy, the past events of the year emerged again and again, and the gentle female voice was also calling Brother Hao again and again.

In the dream, sometimes it was the first meeting under the moonlight, and his heart was pounding, everything was so beautiful, like a dream.

Sometimes, evil thoughts surged, and greed took over and he made extreme choices.

And...

Years of regret.

For Tang Hao, living was torture. If he could, he would have committed suicide in prison and went to find his lover to apologize.

As for Tang San...

He let it go, and his mentality became the same as before he found out that Tang San had twin spirits.

When he was three or four years old, Tang San could get him wine and cook. Now that he is a teenager, he must be able to live a good life.

"Sinner Tang Hao, do you know your crime?"

Qian Renxue's cold voice sounded. (End of this chapter)