Shrek's Current Situation

Both the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are located near Heaven Dou City.

The two are not far apart, only a few dozen miles apart.

Gu Rong, with Ning Fengzhi by his side, stood on the back of a skeletal dragon. Suddenly, Gu Rong clutched his chest, his expression turning somewhat grim.

"Uncle Gu, are you alright?" Ning Fengzhi quickly released the healing light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Soul Power amplification light to treat Gu Rong.

Gu Rong's expression softened slightly. "It's alright. Thanks to your treatment, my injuries have almost completely healed. Now I just need to focus on removing the dragon poison from my body in ten to fifteen days."

Ning Fengzhi hadn't expected Dugu Bo's Golden Flood Poison to be so terrifying. Even a level 95 Titled Douluo like Gu Rong needed nearly half a month to remove it. If the other party were to release the poison into his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, wouldn't everyone except the two Titled Douluo elders be wiped out? Would the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect be destroyed in an instant?

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi's expression turned particularly ugly, but when he thought of Tang San's Twin Martial Souls, he suddenly felt that it was all worth it.

If they can recruit this Twin Martial Souls, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will no longer need to constantly feel the threat of annihilation because of the Spirit Hall.

Just as Ning Fengzhi lost in thought, a black figure peeked out from the jungle below. She was covered from head to toe in a black robe, making it impossible to tell who she was. Only the outline of the robe revealed that she was a woman, and a woman with a very good figure.

She looked up at Gu Rong Ning Fengzhi flying overhead, then suddenly raised her right hand, her index and middle fingers together. Instead of summoning her Martial Soul, a purple Soul Ring and a black Soul Ring appeared on her wrist. Then, a beam of orange-red flame shot out from her fingertip, heading straight towards the direction where Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong were intersecting.

If that blow had landed, both of them would have had a hole pierced through their chests.

At the critical moment, Gu Rong's Spiritual Power detected this beam of light, but that was all.

"Feng Zhi, get out of the way."

He shoved Ning Fengzhi off the ground.

"Uncle Bone."

Amid Ning Fengzhi's exclamation, the Gu Rong was pierced through the chest by a beam of orange-red flames.

With a loud "whoosh," he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The two fell to the ground one after the other.

Ning Fengzhi only broke his arm because of the trees blocking his way.

But the Gu Rong wasn't so lucky. It crashed hard to the ground, creating a spiderweb-like crater, and spewed blood wildly from its mouth.

"Don't worry about me, go, go!"

Gu Rong felt a burning sensation inside his body, as if a fire was scorching his internal organs. Ignoring his severe injuries that were almost life-threatening, he shouted wildly at Ning Fengzhi.

He knew he was doomed today; if nothing unexpected happened, their attacker was a Titled Douluo.

It seemed that the other party had specifically targeted him because he was seriously injured and poisoned by the dragon, and had come to launch a sneak attack.

"Uncle Bone." Ning Fengzhi's eyes reddened, but he did not hesitate. He endured the excruciating pain of his severed arm and the torment in his heart, and turned to run towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

However, he hadn't run far when a familiar yet unfamiliar female voice sounded behind him, "Ning Fengzhi, are you sure you still want to run?"

Ning Fengzhi around and saw that Gu Rong Gu Rong being held up by a mysterious woman in black, who grabbed his arm with one hand and lifted him up like Belial lifted Taro in Ultraman.

Gu Rong let out a weak voice, "Sect Master, please don't worry about me... ah..."

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Rong's weak voice instantly turned into a shrill scream.

"Uncle Bone." Under Ning Fengzhi's gaze, Gu Rong had one of his eyeballs gouged out.

"Damn it, what grudge do you have against my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Why are you trying to harm us?" Ning Fengzhi almost roared, his former gentle and refined demeanor replaced by an unprecedented ferocity that shot straight to the top of his head.

Without even guessing, he knew which faction the other party belonged to, and he even had a vague idea of their identity, but he dared not say it aloud.

Once the truth is revealed, both he and Gu Rong will likely face certain death.

This feeling of being controlled by others, of having a knife to one's throat, drove him to the brink of madness; it was incredibly painful.

"Want to know? Kneel down, kneel down and I'll tell you." The woman in black's voice was alluring and melodious, sending shivers down one's spine.

"Does kneeling down mean that everything that happened before will be forgotten?"

Ning Fengzhi didn't know why the Spirit Hall had suddenly approached him, because he had done far too many underhanded things in the past.

"Sect Master, no... Ah..." Gu Rong tried to stop her, but the woman in black raised her hand and unleashed a flaming blade, severing her right leg. Her leg below the knee flew off at the root and was instantly engulfed in flames, turning to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Don't hurt him, I'll kneel."

Ning Fengzhi was both shocked and furious, his heart pounding with rage. If this were delayed any longer, Gu Rong would have very few intact parts left. At that point, even with his Titled Douluo cultivation, his combat power would be greatly reduced.

Just as he bent his knees to kneel, a figure in blue robes flew rapidly from afar on a flying sword about two meters long, accompanied by a thunderous roar, "Don't you dare harm my sect leader!"

As he spoke, nine Soul Ring— two yellow, two purple, and five black—burst forth. His Eighth Soul Ring lit up, and a giant sword, identical to the one beneath his feet but about a hundred meters long, materialized in mid-air.

"Uncle Jian!" Upon seeing the newcomer, Ning Fengzhi instantly perked up and shouted loudly. At the same time, he released his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, instantly granting Sword Douluo an 80% boost.

"Eighth Soul Skill - Seven Kill Thunder Rise, One Sword Pierces the Sky."

With a deafening roar, a massive mushroom cloud of fire rose from the forest.

When the mushroom cloud dissipated, the woman in black was nowhere to be seen. Only Sword Douluo was seen holding Bone Douluo, who was blind in one eye and had a broken leg.

Ning Fengzhi crawled out of the rubble and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "Uncle Jian, how is the situation?"

"The opponent seemed to have no intention of fighting me. After I launched my attack, he threw Old Bones away and left. At the critical moment, I deflected the Seven Kill Sword's attack and saved Old Bones, but his legs and eyes were beyond saving."

Sword Douluo sighed, somewhat helplessly. At this level, breaking through is already extremely difficult.

Now that Gu Rong has damaged her vital energy, she can forget about ever improving her Soul Power again in this lifetime.

Ning Fengzhi understood the meaning behind Sword Douluo's words, and his eyes immediately turned bloodshot. He roared to the sky, panting heavily, "Spirit Hall, I, Ning Fengzhi, will never let you get away with this!"

The woman in black couldn't hear Ning Fengzhi's impotent rage, and even if she did, she wouldn't care.

Because Ning Fengzhi has been causing trouble for quite some time now.

Once the Soul Hunting Operation is launched, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will be the first target for elimination.