News of the violent earthquake that had suddenly struck Heaven Dou Imperial City quickly spread across the continent. Every major faction received word of it, including the matter of a mysterious expert rescuing people in Heaven Dou City.
"Sword Uncle, Bone Uncle, who do you think this rescuer could be?"
At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi frowned deeply as he looked over the intelligence in his hand. After a long while, he finally asked the two elders before him.
"I can't think of anyone."
Gu Rong spread his hands. His Bone Dragon Spirit possessed formidable defensive power; if he had been asked to protect some people, he certainly could have done it.
But as the intelligence described, traveling through the city and rescuing people everywhere—not even he could manage that. Even an agility-type Titled Douluo might not necessarily be able to do it!
That Danheng they had met before was indeed no weaker than Sword Douluo Chenxin or himself, but Gu Rong had no idea what Danheng's Spirit was.
On second thought, it probably wasn't him. Danheng hadn't caused the earthquake, so why would he need to run all over Heaven Dou City rescuing people?
"I know even less. I haven't been to Heaven Dou City lately."
The other silver-haired elder shook his head as well. His immaculate snow-white robes gave him an otherworldly, immortal air.
Although his hair was completely white, his face did not appear as aged as Gu Rong's. From afar, he instead gave off an oppressive aura of killing intent.
"Heh, you've been obsessing over your sword techniques every day lately. It'd be strange if you knew anything."
"Nonsense. I'm Sword Douluo. If I don't study swords, should I study how to chop you up?"
Gu Rong casually teased him, and Sword Douluo