"There will only ever be the Spirit Hall and the Bright Realm!"
With that, Ning Fengzhi took the lead and chased after them.
Jian Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gu Long exchanged glances and sighed helplessly.
But what could they do when their Sect Master had said so? They immediately followed after him.
Chen Xin carried his Sect Master as he and Bone Douluo Gu Rong soon caught up with Xiao Feng and the others.
But by then, they had reached the feet of Armor Beast Wind Eagle.
Looking at the colossal beast that blotted out the sky and feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from it,
even Chen Xin and Gu Rong, both Titled Douluo, broke out in cold sweat.
Ning Fengzhi, merely a Soul Douluo, trembled from head to toe.
But seeing that Xiao Feng and the others were about to climb onto the eagle's back, Ning Fengzhi still mustered his courage and shouted:
"Your Excellency, please wait! Your Excellency, please wait!"
Ning Fengzhi told the two Douluo, Sword and Bone, to remain where they were.
Then, ignoring their worried looks, he took a deep breath.
Under Armor Beast Wind Eagle's piercing gaze, he ran toward Xiao Feng and the others.
After a while, Ning Fengzhi finally reached them, weighed down by immense pressure. By then, he was drenched in sweat.
Xiao Feng swept his extremely displeased gaze over Ning Fengzhi.
Though Xiao Feng hadn't turned around or deliberately tried to sense them, he knew the three had been following behind him.
The gentle breeze blowing through Sunset Forest had already given him the answer.
He couldn't be bothered to deal with them. He hadn't expected they'd actually have the nerve to approach.
Feeling the dangerous look in his senior's eyes, Jun Hao couldn't help feeling awkward.
He had no idea what these people had done to offend him.
It was true that in the Bright Realm, Xiao Feng was always stern and taciturn. Usually, he did nothing but cultivate.
But Jun Hao had never seen his senior like this before.
The dangerous pressure around him felt as though he was about to tear the man before him limb from limb.
Jun Hao quickly stepped in front of Xiao Feng and took over, looking sternly at Ning Fengzhi. "What exactly do you want?"
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi was overjoyed. He hurriedly bowed respectfully to Jun Hao. "Your Excellency, I am Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"I came here only to request an audience with the Lord of the Bright Realm."
Jun Hao simply shook his head and refused outright. "The Lord of the Bright Realm isn't here, and you aren't qualified to meet His Majesty."
Ning Fengzhi wasn't surprised. He quickly pulled an envelope from his robes.
Then he respectfully offered it with both hands. "In that case, could you please deliver this letter to His Majesty?"
"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sincerely wishes to form an alliance with the Bright Realm... to become an affiliated sect of the Bright Realm."
Jun Hao raised an eyebrow at this, then reached out and took the white envelope.
After putting it away, he said calmly, "I'll pass this along. Whether it succeeds or not, I can't say."
Seeing Jun Hao accept the letter, Ning Fengzhi was even more delighted.
He repeatedly bowed to Jun Hao and Xiao Feng behind him. "Whether this succeeds or not, I'm grateful to both of you, Your Excellencies."
Jun Hao merely nodded. "All right. You may leave now."
With that, he paid Ning Fengzhi no further attention and flew into the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye with Xiao Feng.
Dugu Bo and the others watched the scene, finding it quite astonishing. They had never seen the dignified Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect act so humbly.
Then they quickly followed Xiao Feng and the others onto the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye on Wind Eagle's back.
Wind Eagle gave a slight flap of his wings, and a violent gale surged beneath them.
Seeing this, the two Douluo, Sword and Bone, hurriedly flew over, afraid Ning Fengzhi might be hurt.
They quickly moved behind Ning Fengzhi and shielded him with their Soul Power.
Whoosh—!
With a sound that ripped through the air, Wind Eagle soared upward. It flapped its wings once more and became a streak of blue light flying into the distance.
"Whew—!"
Ning Fengzhi finally let out the breath he'd been holding. The corners of his mouth lifted as he sighed in relief.
"Finally... At long last!"
Outside Suotuo City.
A handsome, tall man in a black trench coat sat cross-legged in a forest. His black hair was neatly tied back.
He was Duanmu Ting, one of the Three Generals under the Lord of the Bright Realm, who had left the Bright Realm long ago!
He looked up at the contents of the Heavenly Screen and sighed. "I never would have thought I'd only rank ninth in strength."
"Just as His Majesty said, there really are some powerful people on this continent!"
"I was too arrogant before."
As Duanmu Ting sighed, a golden orb of light descended from the Nine Heavens.
It instantly enveloped him.
In a mere moment, his previously calm Soul Power surged violently.
Then that gentle force of nature swiftly helped him break through his bottleneck and reach level ninety-eight.
Boom—!
A terrifying wave of Soul Power erupted from Duanmu Ting.
At the same time, with the Heavenly Screen's blessing, his Soul Ring Configuration changed to five black rings and four red ones.
Feeling his strength increase, Duanmu Ting raised an eyebrow.
Before he could even marvel at it, a huge orb of light interwoven with red, blue, yellow, and green descended from the Heavenly Screen.
Faint wisps of divine radiance flowed within it.
Duanmu Ting frowned as he looked at the enormous orb. "So this is the so-called Four Symbols God Divine Examination?"
Then he shook his head. "Unfortunately, I have no need for this so-called Four Symbols God Divine Examination."
However, the next moment,
the multicolored orb gave Duanmu Ting no chance to refuse. It swiftly flew into the space between his eyebrows.
"Mm!" Duanmu Ting grunted.
The terrifying energy quickly gathered in his mind, slowly forming a four-colored mark between his eyebrows.
But just as the mark was about to take shape,
this domineering, overbearing act seemed to anger a true god.
Boom—!!
A muffled rumble rang out like a sudden clap of thunder.
An immense, terrifying surge of the world's natural energy erupted from Duanmu Ting's body.
A colossal phantom radiating the world's natural power, like divine might itself, slowly emerged from within him. It was identical to his Martial Soul, Thunder Yatales.
Crack, crack—!!
Boom—!
The moment the colossal phantom appeared, the Four Symbols God Divine Examination that had just formed in Duanmu Ting's mind shattered.
The four-colored mark between his eyebrows quickly faded away.
Boom—!
The moment the Four Symbols God Divine Examination broke apart, the previously calm Golden Sky Screen suddenly burst with thunder.
It began to shake violently, but for some unknown reason, quickly settled down again.
The vast, surging four-colored world-origin energy representing the earth, wind, water, and fire of the Douluo Continent instantly scattered in every direction.
Then the phantom of Thunder Yatales slowly reached out.
The scattered four-colored world-origin energy swiftly gathered in his palm.
In an instant, it formed an orb containing the power of the Four Symbols.
Finally, it slowly fell into Duanmu Ting's arms.
The phantom of Thunder Yatales vanished as well.
Duanmu Ting swallowed nervously.
He stared blankly at the Four-Colored Orb in his arms, stunned.
At that moment, not far from Duanmu Ting,
a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard and shabby clothes
was staring greedily at the orb in Duanmu Ting's arms.
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