The Death of Titan! Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Arrive! Your Highness, what sword technique are you practicing?

"You can't kill me!"

"Spare me! My master is a Clear Sky Douluo, you can't kill me!"

"Spare me—"

He was about to unleash his Martial Soul True Body, but he didn't have the time—

Instantly, like his son, he turned into a cloud of flying ash, blown away by the wind and scattered completely.

"Teacher... he's dead just like that?"

Qian Renxue's eyes widened.

A Soul Douluo, a powerhouse comparable to a Title Douluo, just like that... instantly turned to ash?

"What do you think? Alright, let's go, it's time to head back."

Ling Xiao sighed.

Perhaps due to soul damage, he felt even his Strange Fire's power had weakened.

He actually let this guy struggle for so long, it shouldn't have happened, it shouldn't have.

Qian Renxue nodded.

She sensed many hidden presences approaching. The Heaven Dou Royal Knights, who maintained order, had also been mobilized.

She didn't want to cause more trouble—

Glancing at the several severely injured innocent bystanders lying on the ground, she took out a bottle of pills from her embrace, fed them to each of them, then flickered and disappeared into the night.

Qian Renxue was gone, but the entire Heaven Dou City was awakened.

The patriarch of the Strength Clan, Titan, injured someone in the street, and was then killed by a mysterious youth in the street. This news stunned countless forces.

Titan, that was a veteran Soul Douluo, with formidable strength, even possessing combat power not inferior to a Title Douluo, and he had fallen just like that!

"Are you sure it wasn't Martial Soul Hall who did it?"

Ning Fengzhi, who had just returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, was also shocked by Titan's death and asked the scout.

After all, Titan had just clashed with Bishop Salas of Martial Soul Hall, and was killed shortly after, making it hard not to suspect Martial Soul Hall.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, many people witnessed this.

It was a youth in white.

According to eyewitness descriptions, Titan was the one who provoked first, and then was turned into ashes by the youth in white with a cluster of flames."

the scout said.

Upon hearing "youth in white," Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo instantly thought of "Fei Xue," who had shone brilliantly in the Soul Fighting Arena.

But upon closer thought, he was merely a Soul Elder, it was impossible... it couldn't be him!

"Alas, truly an eventful time, an eventful time."

Sword Douluo sighed.

First, Martial Soul Hall had a massive anomaly, then a peerless prodigy emerged who swept through the Soul Fighting Arena, and then there was Tang Hao's son, Tang San, making their relationship with Martial Soul Hall increasingly tense.

"When that little brat wakes up, we should send him away as soon as possible."

Bone Douluo also worried secretly.

Ning Fengzhi was silent for a long time before speaking softly:

"The Heaven Dou Imperial Family is also in turmoil.

Xue Xing is making frequent moves, and Emperor Xue Ye's attitude is ambiguous.

Tomorrow, I will go to the palace to see His Majesty."

Bishop Salas, who had just returned to the church, also heard the astonishing news.

He was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic.

"Hmph, that Old Ape, he died well!

Died well indeed!

To think he dared to show no regard for even me!

And Ning Fengzhi, Prince Xue Xing, Yu Luomian...

Just you all wait, I will settle this score sooner or later!"

Originally, he had intended to use the pretext of "remnants of the Clear Sky Sect" to seize Tang San directly, but he had not expected Titan to pop up and insist on obstructing him, and then Yu Xiaogang had gone and produced an Elder Token.

A piece of trash like him, holding an Elder Token of unknown origin—naturally, he would not take it seriously.

Once he absorbed Tang San's External Soul Bone, he too would be a Title Douluo and an elder of the Martial Soul Hall; why would he fear him?

But the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had successively applied pressure from the shadows, forcing him to retreat and let the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect take the person away.

"Oh, that's right, spread the word—this matter has nothing to do with our Martial Soul Hall; don't let them pin the blame on us."

Although Salas was very grateful to the person who had acted from the shadows, he still did not want to invite trouble for himself at this critical juncture, delaying his own grand plan of advancing to Title Douluo!

"Also, send people to closely monitor every move of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

If there is the slightest disturbance, report it to me immediately, especially regarding that matter of Tang San."

He did not believe that Ning Fengzhi would keep Tang San at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect forever.

If the other party dared to take that External Soul Bone, he would naturally publicize it far and wide, turning the so-called "Upper Three Sects standing together" into a joke.

If he could even goad the Clear Sky Sect into emerging, that would be even better.

That would be a massive contribution!

After returning to the Crown Prince's Residence, Ling Xiao did not dawdle and directly gave Qian Renxue an enhanced Soul Raising Pill.

After consuming the pill, her soul power broke through to level forty-nine in an instant.

Feeling the surging soul power within her body, Qian Renxue almost could not help but let out a long cry;

this feeling was simply too wonderful.

"For these next few days, do not go to the Soul Fighting Arena for the time being; first, familiarize yourself with the changes brought about by the increase in soul power."

"Mm, alright, Teacher."

Qian Renxue behaved very obediently this time.

She could feel that after Ling Xiao's guidance, her current soul power was at least twice as refined as before.

She truly needed to adapt well to maximize this strength of hers.

Outside, the sky had brightened, but Qian Renxue had already grown accustomed to replacing sleep with cultivation.

She arrived at the training grounds and began her new day of practice.

Snake Lance Douluo and the others were unfazed, having grown used to it, and did not find anything strange about it.

At midday, two people suddenly arrived at the Crown Prince's Residence;

they were none other than Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, who had just come out of the imperial palace.

"Greetings, Sect Master Ning, Your Excellency Sword Douluo. His Highness the Crown Prince is currently cultivating; I shall go call him over right away."

Snake Lance Douluo bowed in salute and was about to leave when he was stopped by Ning Fengzhi.

"No need, we shall go over directly; there is no need for such trouble."

Recently, Heaven Dou City had been filled with treacherous undercurrents, with all sorts of strange events occurring constantly, and things were not peaceful internally either, with Prince Xue Xing targeting them from the shadows and applying pressure frequently.

Ning Fengzhi naturally noticed this; as someone standing on the side of the Crown Prince's Residence, he naturally had to come and take a look, to chat with Qian Renxue, and incidentally see how her secluded cultivation was progressing.

Snake Lance Douluo thought for a moment, the Young Master had done nothing but meditate and practice swordplay these past few days, and there was nothing that couldn't be seen, so he made a gesture of invitation and led the two of them toward the Martial Practice Arena.

Just as they reached the edge of the Martial Practice Arena, the three of them stopped in their tracks simultaneously.

The afternoon sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves of the towering ancient trees, scattering broken gold across the bluestone ground.

Qian Renxue was standing in the center of the Martial Practice Arena, practicing a set of sword moves they had never seen before.

Those sword moves were incredibly slow, the tip of the sword thrusting forward inch by inch, yet her wrist remained as steady as a rock, the blade not shaking in the slightest.

Ning Fengzhi raised his eyebrows slightly.

His attainments in the way of the sword were not deep, but he had seen too many people practice swordplay.

Fast, ruthless, flashy, murderous—what had he not seen?

But such a slow style was something he was seeing for the first time!

Sword Douluo, however, had not looked away since the moment he stopped.

At first, he also frowned, feeling that this sword technique was slow and lacked any rhyme or reason, but the more he watched, the more he felt something was off, yet for a moment, he could not put his finger on what was wrong.

Qian Renxue had long since sensed the arrivals; she unhurriedly sheathed her sword and stood still, regulated her breathing, and only then walked forward slowly, cupping her hands in a salute:

"Greetings, Teacher. Greetings, Your Excellency Sword Douluo!"

Gentle and refined, humble and polite, just as always.

"Your Highness, what kind of sword technique is this? I have never seen it before."

Sword Douluo spoke bluntly.