Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin VS Ning Junlan, Wei Ang!

Just as the entire Douluo Continent was still immersed in the shock and uproar of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect becoming a laughingstock for ten thousand years.

Above the Sky Screen, the summarizing narration slowly faded away, replaced by a new golden Oracle.

[Born of the same origin, yet destined for different fates. How lamentable.

However, though the Heavenly Dao is impartial, it still leaves a sliver of hope.]

[Loser, representative of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul—Ning Fengzhi, the Sky Screen grants you one chance to vindicate your Martial Soul.]

[You may choose one companion to ascend the Sky Curtain Arena and engage in a duel with the winner, Ning Junlan, representative of the Nine-Colored Glazed Tile Dragon Martial Soul.]

[This battle concerns neither life nor death. It is only to prove your respective paths!]

This sudden turn brought the continent's uproar to an abrupt halt.

Everyone's gaze instantly focused on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, on that figure who had just been kneeling on the ground in grief.

The Sky Curtain Arena?

A duel?

Using the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to challenge the Nine-Colored Glazed Tile Dragon?

Within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi slowly raised his head. His bloodshot eyes were filled with bewilderment, his face utterly incredulous.

They wanted him to challenge her?

Ning Fengzhi felt his own Soul Power, which was merely level 79.

Then he thought of the woman named Ning Junlan shown on the Sky Screen—a genuine level 96 Super Douluo!

This was not a duel at all. It was a one-sided crushing, a public execution!

"No... I can't go..."

Ning Fengzhi's voice was hoarse and weak.

"This... this is asking for humiliation..."

The pride of his entire life had already been shattered. He did not want to cast away the sect's last shred of dignity in an arena watched by countless people.

"Fengzhi!"

At his side, the hot-tempered Bone Douluo Gu Rong suddenly slapped his thigh and said urgently:

"Go! You must go!"

"Uncle Bone?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at him in confusion.

"Fengzhi, have you forgotten Tang Hao and that Wei Tianchen?"

Gu Rong's eyes shone as he reminded him at a rapid pace.

"Once you enter the Sky Curtain Arena, both sides' Soul Power will be suppressed!

Tang Hao's unique techniques, Exploding Ring and the Haotian Nine Absolutes, will all be unusable.

Wei Tianchen's First Martial Soul, the Purple Blazing Sky-Destroying Dragon, and his Self-Created Soul Skills will also be unusable. Even his Soul Power will be lowered by two levels!

This is our chance!"

Gu Rong's words struck Ning Fengzhi's mind like a thunderclap.

That was right!

The Sky Curtain Arena's rules!

At Ning Fengzhi's side, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's eyes, which had dimmed somewhat because of the sect's hidden history, lit up once more.

A soaring sword intent pierced through the clouds.

"Fengzhi, stand up!"

Chen Xin's voice was steady and resolute.

"The Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect may lose, but he must never surrender without a fight!

We should not bear the name of cowards for our ancestor's mistakes!

We must let the entire continent see that even with only Seven Treasures, the integrity of our sect is no less than anyone else's!"

"Our integrity is no less than anyone else's..."

Ning Fengzhi turned those words over in his mind and slowly rose from the ground.

Ning Fengzhi wiped away the tears on his face, and the scattered look in his eyes gradually refocused.

That was right. Their ancestor's mistake had caused the sect to stagnate for Twenty Thousand Years.

But during those Twenty Thousand Years, which generation of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples had not been Astonishingly Talented?

They had developed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's Support Ability to its utmost limit. With a limited Martial Soul, they had created limitless glory!

That honor should not be buried by their ancestor's foolishness!

"Good!"

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and straightened his back. The majesty and bearing of a sect master returned to him.

"I, Ning Fengzhi, will meet this so-called Nine-Colored Glazed Tile Dragon!

Let us see whether her perfected Nine Treasures are stronger, or whether the path of support our sect has studied for ten thousand years is more refined!"

Ning Fengzhi turned around, his burning gaze fixed on the two Guardians beside him.

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone!"

"Sect Master, we'll accompany you!"

The two spoke in unison.

Ning Fengzhi's gaze swept over them before finally settling on Chen Xin. He said solemnly:

"Uncle Sword, please accompany me on this journey!"

"Good!"

Chen Xin's answer was concise, his sword intent chilling.

Ning Fengzhi raised his head toward the Firmament and shouted with all his strength:

"Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect of the Douluo Continent, accepts the challenge!"

Meanwhile, on the Sun Moon Continent.

Inside the resplendent imperial palace, countless Soul Engineers and powerful figures gathered around an enormous soul-guidance screen.

(Note: The soul-guidance screen served as the medium carrying the Sky Screen's projection.)

Everything happening on the Douluo Continent was displayed clearly on the screen.

When Ning Fengzhi chose to accept the challenge, faint sneers rang out in the hall.

"Trying to stop a chariot with a mantis's arm."

"A Soul Sage dares challenge Sect Master Ning?"

Below the Throne, a woman dressed in luxurious court robes watched the screen quietly. She had dignified, beautiful features and an elegant, noble bearing.

She was Ning Junlan.

From beginning to end, not a trace of emotion appeared on Ning Junlan's face.

Ning Fengzhi's grief, struggle, and final decision all seemed like a play that had nothing to do with her.

In her eyes, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was nothing more than dust of history.

The "foolish and arrogant homeland" spoken of by her ancestor, Ning Yu.

When the Sky Screen's voice sounded by her ear and asked Ning Junlan which companion she would choose to ascend the arena with her, she did not hesitate in the slightest.

Ning Junlan slowly turned and gave a graceful bow toward the figure seated high upon the golden Dragon Throne.

He was an exceptionally valiant middle-aged man, dressed in an imperial robe embroidered with the Purple Blazing Sky-Destroying Dragon Totem. His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, and he radiated authority without anger.

He was Wei Ang, Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire!

"Your Majesty."

Ning Junlan's voice was cold and aloof, yet respectful.

"This subject humbly requests that you ascend the Sky Curtain Arena with me, to show the Douluo Continent the grandeur of our Sun Moon Empire.

And the unwavering loyalty of our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for ten thousand years."

A playful smile curved Wei Ang's lips. He slowly rose to his feet, and an overbearing aura of Ruling the World naturally surged forth.

"Granted."

Wei Ang's voice was not loud, yet it carried unquestionable majesty.

"I, too, wish to see with my own eyes how much backbone that Martial Soul cast aside by the times still possesses."

As his words fell, the final roster was confirmed upon the Sky Screen!

[Douluo Continent: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, Ning Fengzhi (Level 79 Support-Type Tool Martial Soul Sage); Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul, Chen Xin (Level 96 Assault-Type Tool Martial Soul Titled Douluo)!]

[Sun Moon Continent: Nine-Colored Glazed Tile Dragon Martial Soul, Ning Junlan (Level 96 Support-Type Beast Martial Soul Super Douluo); Purple Blazing Sky-Destroying Dragon Martial Soul, Wei Ang (Level 98 Assault-Type Beast Martial Soul Peak Douluo)!]

The faint hope that had just arisen on the Douluo Continent was instantly extinguished by a bucket of icy water.

"Level 96 and level 98?!"

"That emperor... is actually a level 98 Peak Douluo?!"

"It's over... How can they fight this?

Even if their levels are suppressed, the gap in Martial Soul quality is far too great!

The Seven Kill Sword against the legendary Purple Blazing Sky-Destroying Dragon?"

Amid countless horrified gazes, four beams of Golden Light descended from the sky, enveloping Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, Ning Junlan, and Wei Ang respectively.