Yu Tianheng Was Gravely Wounded, the Security of a Void Emanator!

Firefly tilted her head in confusion.

She did not understand why Acheron had suddenly apologized to her.

Acheron seemingly had not expected Firefly to have no reaction at all.

She froze awkwardly for a moment.

Then she gave a soft cough and said to Firefly, "Back then, on Penacony... I did not draw my blade."

A look of realization appeared on Firefly's face. She then pressed a finger to her lips and said, "Ah, you mean that time."

"It's fine. Rather, everything was still within Aelio's script until the very end."

"Don't worry. It was all perfectly under control."

"Actually, if you had drawn your blade back then, it would have caused even more trouble."

Acheron was already not good with words, and expressing her thoughts just now had taken nearly all her strength.

Now that Firefly had forgiven her, she felt much more at ease.

At that moment, Lu Jiang stood beside Firefly and said indignantly, "This was definitely all arranged by those damn planners."

"So, Acheron, you really don't need to blame yourself."

Acheron looked puzzled. Tilting her head, she murmured, "Damn planners? What is that?"

Lu Jiang scratched his head awkwardly.

"Huh? I was just saying it casually. Don't mind it."

"Ah, right. Acheron, how does your power feel after coming to this world?"

Upon hearing that, Acheron raised a hand and clenched it into a fist, then closed her eyes and quietly sensed herself.

A moment later, she said to Lu Jiang, "Ever since coming to this world, it seems something has restricted my power."

"However, as long as you need me, I can become your blade at any time and carve a path through thorns and brambles for you."

Lu Jiang was moved to tears. Was this the sense of security brought by a Void Emanator?

No matter who said those words, they would never carry as much weight as when Acheron said them.

Meanwhile, at the ruins of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi slowly emerged from beneath a pile of rubble.

At that moment, his Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul was spinning rapidly in front of him.

A layer of faint blue ghostly light also enveloped everyone behind him, including Ning Fengzhi himself.

Ning Fengzhi had directly unleashed the Seven Treasures True Body.

Only by applying the first six soul skills to the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had they barely escaped disaster.

However, there had been no time to look after the disciples farther away, nor those outside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, under such urgent circumstances.

Thus, even though Ning Fengzhi operated his martial soul at full strength, it had been difficult for him to protect everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the ruined Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect before him.

It was completely different from the majestic halls it had once been.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had now become a field of ruins, while the ground had been instantly scorched into blackened earth by the intense heat.

"Ning Fengzhi! You had better give us an explanation! What exactly happened here?!"

An angry voice rang out behind Ning Fengzhi.

Only then did he suddenly remember that people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect were here as well.

Because the explosion had happened so suddenly, he could only mobilize the martial souls of his sect's disciples and barely withstand the blast.

The people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had not been so fortunate.

Ning Fengzhi hurriedly turned around and stared in shock at Yu Tianheng, whose body was covered in wounds.

After all, Yu Tianheng had only recently broken through to Soul Ancestor.

Facing such a powerful explosion, even with an Elder of Soul Sage rank protecting him at his side, he had still been seriously injured.

The one who had angrily shouted Ning Fengzhi's name just now was a Guardian Elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect who had accompanied Yu Tianheng here.

The elder glared at Ning Fengzhi with fury.

As a guardian, it was naturally his duty to protect the Young Master.

Yet the Young Master had been injured so badly this time. How was he supposed to explain this to the Sect Master upon returning?

Although, at the instant the explosion erupted, he had used Soul Power at the fastest speed possible to shield Yu Tianheng from it.

Yu Tianheng had still ended up in this state.

Conservatively speaking, he probably would not be able to get out of bed for one or two years.

If Yu Yuanzhen, the sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, found out about this, he would definitely come and flatten the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Though the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had already become a field of ruins.

Ning Fengzhi's mind was already a complete mess.

Now that he was being threatened by people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, he was so furious that he shouted without regard for his image:

"My sect has been blown up, and you want me to give you an explanation??"

After shouting, Ning Fengzhi felt a surge of fear in his heart.

His own daughter had done all this?

Rongrong, just what are you doing???

Ning Fengzhi was utterly bewildered, roaring madly in his heart.

At that moment, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's Guardian Elder looked at Ning Fengzhi with a grim expression and said:

"It was your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that invited us here in the first place."

"Now Tianheng has been injured like this. You'd better give our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect an explanation."

"Otherwise, we will never let you off."

After saying that, the elder lowered his head and glanced at Yu Tianheng, cursing inwardly.

The Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament was about to begin.

Yu Tianheng had been the one most likely to represent the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect on the competition stage.

Yet because of this trip to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Yu Tianheng had been injured like this.

What were they supposed to do now?

At that moment, everyone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect stood behind the elder, glaring furiously at Ning Fengzhi.

It seemed that the slightest provocation would cause the two sides to break into battle at once.

Ning Fengzhi knew that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had already suffered such a devastating upheaval. They absolutely could not make any more enemies.

Especially not a major sect like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

The badly weakened Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was in no position to provoke them.

Thus, Ning Fengzhi hurriedly tried to placate the people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

"Everyone, this explosion happened too suddenly. We did not anticipate it either."

"Surely some villain intended to harm our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"Please give Ning some time. We will certainly find the culprit and give the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and Young Master Yu an explanation!"

After saying that, Ning Fengzhi hurriedly called over a disciple whose injuries were not too severe.

"Quick, go count the casualties among the sect's disciples."

"Also, be sure to watch for any suspicious people who may have appeared in the sect recently."

"Once you find one, you may kill first and report afterward."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were filled with fury. He was determined to root out everyone who meant harm to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

However, the disciple said quietly at that moment:

"But those bombs were clearly all Rong—"

"Shut up! I told you to investigate, so get going!"

Before the disciple could finish, Ning Fengzhi rudely cut him off.

He could only flee from the place in a panic.

At that moment, the expressions in the eyes of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's people as they looked at Ning Fengzhi became increasingly complicated.