"There will only be the Martial Soul Hall and the Ming Realm!"
With that, Ning Fengzhi was the first to give chase.
Jian Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong exchanged a glance, both letting out helpless sighs.
But since their Sect Master had spoken thus, what else could they do? They promptly followed after him.
Chenxin, carrying his Sect Master, caught up to Xiao Feng's group quickly alongside Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
But by then, they had already arrived at the feet of the Armor Beast Wind Eagle.
Gazing up at this colossal beast that covered the sky and blocked the sun, feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from it—
Even Chenxin and Gu Rong, both Title Douluo-level powerhouses, broke out in cold sweat.
And Ning Fengzhi, merely a Soul Douluo, had his legs trembling uncontrollably.
Yet, seeing Xiao Feng and the others about to step onto the eagle's back, Ning Fengzhi mustered his courage and shouted loudly:
"Your Excellency, wait! Your Excellency, wait!"
Ning Fengzhi ordered the two Douluo, Sword and Bone, to stay where they were.
Then, ignoring their worried gazes, he took a deep breath.
Under the sharp stare of the Armor Beast Wind Eagle, he ran toward Xiao Feng and the others.
After a long moment, Ning Fengzhi arrived before Xiao Feng's group under immense pressure, drenched in sweat.
Xiao Feng's extremely displeased gaze swept over Ning Fengzhi.
Though he hadn't turned to look or deliberately sensed the three following behind, The gentle breeze brushing through the Sunset Forest had already told him the answer.
He couldn't be bothered with them, yet they still had the nerve to come forward.
Jun Hao, sensing the dangerous glint in this senior's eyes, felt a bit embarrassed.
He couldn't figure out where these people had offended this senior.
In the Ming Realm, Xiao Feng was always stern and unsmiling, spending his days either cultivating or cultivating.
But Jun Hao had never seen this senior look so terrifying.
The oppressive aura seemed ready to tear the man before them limb from limb at any moment.
He quickly stepped in front of Xiao Feng, taking over the conversation, and looked sternly at Ning Fengzhi. "What business do you have?"
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi was overjoyed. He hurriedly bowed respectfully to Jun Hao. "Your Excellency, This Humble One is Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"I have come only to seek an audience with the Lord of the Ming Realm."
Jun Hao simply shook his head and refused outright. "The Lord of the Ming Realm is not here, nor do you have the qualifications to meet His Majesty."
Ning Fengzhi was not surprised by this. He quickly pulled an envelope from his chest.
Then, respectfully offering it with both hands, he said, "Then, could you please present this letter to His Majesty?"
"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sincerely wishes to form an alliance with the Ming Realm... to become a subsidiary sect of the Ming Realm."
Jun Hao raised an eyebrow at this, then reached out and took the white letter.
Tucking it into his robes, he said flatly, "I will pass this along. Whether it succeeds or not, I cannot say."
Seeing Jun Hao accept the letter, Ning Fengzhi was overjoyed.
He repeatedly bowed to Jun Hao and Xiao Feng behind him. "Whether it succeeds or not, Ning thanks both Your Excellencies here."
Jun Hao gave a slight nod. "Enough. Take your leave now."
With that, he paid Ning Fengzhi no further heed and flew into the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye alongside Xiao Feng.
Dugu Bo and the others watched this scene, finding it utterly novel. They had never seen the dignified Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect so humbled.
Then, they quickly followed Xiao Feng and the others onto the Wind Eagle's back, entering the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.
Soon after, the Wind Eagle flapped its wings slightly, and a fierce gale surged from beneath its pinions.
Seeing this from afar, the two Douluo, Sword and Bone, panicked, fearing Ning Fengzhi might be harmed.
They flew forward in a flash, shielding Ning Fengzhi from behind, protecting him with their Soul Power.
Shriek—!!
With a sound of tearing air, the Wind Eagle soared straight up, then flapped its wings again, turning into a streak of blue light that flew into the distance.
Whoosh—!
Ning Fengzhi's long-held tension finally eased. A slow smile crept onto his face as he let out a long breath:
"Finally... finally!"
Outside Suotuo City.
A man with a clean-cut face, a straight posture, clad in a black trench coat, and with his black hair neatly tied back, sat cross-legged in a dense forest.
This was none other than one of the Three Generals under the Lord of the Ming Realm, who had left the Ming Realm long ago—Duanmu Ting!
At this moment, he looked up at the content on the sky screen and sighed softly: "I never imagined my strength would only rank ninth."
"Indeed, as Your Majesty said, there are still some formidable individuals on this continent!"
"I was far too arrogant before."
As Duanmu Ting let out this lament, a golden light orb descended from the Nine Heavens.
In an instant, it enveloped Duanmu Ting.
In just a fleeting moment, Duanmu Ting's originally calm Soul Power began to surge violently.
Then, that gentle natural energy of heaven and earth swiftly helped him break through his bottleneck, reaching the Ninety-eighth Rank.
Boom--!
An incredibly terrifying wave of Soul Power erupted from Duanmu Ting's body.
At the same time, under the enhancement of the sky screen, Duanmu Ting's soul ring configuration transformed into five black and four red rings.
Feeling the boost in his own strength, Duanmu Ting raised an eyebrow slightly.
Before he could even express his amazement, another massive orb of light, interwoven with red, blue, yellow, and green, descended from the sky screen.
Within it flowed strands of divine radiance.
Duanmu Ting stared at this enormous orb of light, his brow furrowed tightly: "Is this the so-called Four Symbols God Divine Examination?"
Then, he shook his head faintly: "A pity, I have no need for this so-called Four Symbols God Divine Examination."
Yet, the next moment.
That colorful orb gave Duanmu Ting no chance to refuse, swiftly flying into the space between his brows.
"Hmm!" With a muffled grunt from Duanmu Ting.
That terrifying energy rapidly converged in his mind, slowly condensing into a four-colored mark at his brow.
However, just as the four-colored mark was about to take shape.
This overbearing and domineering act seemed to have angered the true gods themselves.
Boom--!!
A dull thunderclap burst forth like a shocking thunder.
An immensely terrifying and vast world-natural energy surged out from within Duanmu Ting's body.
A colossal phantom, radiating world-natural energy like Heavenly Might, identical to Duanmu Ting's Thunder Yatales Martial Soul, slowly emerged from within him.
Ka, Ka--Cha!!
Bang--!
The moment this massive phantom appeared, the newly formed Four Symbols God Divine Examination in Duanmu Ting's mind shattered with a bang.
The four-colored mark that had been at his brow quickly faded away.
Boom--!
Just as the Four Symbols God Divine Examination collapsed, the previously calm Golden Sky Screen suddenly erupted with shocking thunder.
It began to tremble wildly, yet for some unknown reason, it quickly settled back into calmness.
The vast and surging four-colored world-origin energies representing the earth, wind, water, and fire of the Douluo Continent instantly scattered in all directions.
Then, the Thunder Yatales phantom slowly reached out its hand.
The scattered four-colored world-origin energies rapidly gathered toward its palm.
In an instant, they formed a orb that condensed the power of the Four Symbols.
Finally, it gently fell into Duanmu Ting's arms.
The Thunder Yatales phantom then vanished without a trace.
Duanmu Ting swallowed slightly.
Staring blankly at the Four-Colored Orb that had landed in his arms, he was momentarily stunned.
Meanwhile, not far from Duanmu Ting.
A middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, dressed in tattered clothes.
Was staring at the orb in Duanmu Ting's arms with an utterly greedy gaze.
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