Ning Fengzhi, Zhang Yang, Bone Douluo, Sword Douluo, Ning Rongrong, two seven-ring Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Soul Masters, and two attack-type Soul Douluos.
Xue Qinghe, Snake Lance Douluo, and several guards.
The two sides faced each other.
At this moment, silence spoke louder than words.
But Ning Fengzhi, representing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, soon spoke. "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Xue Qinghe gave Ning Fengzhi a meaningful look and nodded. "You are too courteous, Teacher."
Seeing the complicated expressions on the faces of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's high-ranking combatants, Xue Qinghe's mind began racing.
Blood Stab Douluo should indeed be with them. So after one night, how much had the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect learned from Blood Stab Douluo?
Had his true identity been implicated?
Had Spirit Hall's grand infiltration plan been revealed?
As Xue Qinghe pondered this, Ning Fengzhi turned slightly to the side and said evenly, "Your Majesty, whatever it is, let us discuss it in the Council Hall."
Xue Qinghe nodded. "Teacher is right."
Zhang Yang and the others stepped aside, leaving Xue Qinghe a sufficiently wide path.
Xue Qinghe took two steps forward, walked alongside Ning Fengzhi, and entered the Council Hall with him.
The moment he entered the Council Hall, Xue Qinghe saw Blood Stab Douluo's corpse in the center of the room.
"!"
Although he had anticipated it, Blood Stab Douluo's corpse still struck Xue Qinghe and Snake Lance Douluo's sanity like towering waves.
"Blood Stab!!!"
Seeing his old friend's corpse, Snake Lance Douluo cried out in grief. He strode forward, violently shaking Blood Stab Douluo's body, hoping against hope that his old friend might still wake up.
Xue Qinghe remained very rational. Though his eyes trembled fiercely, the storm of thoughts in his mind did not stop.
He had