Across the entire Douluo Continent, if one were to ask who currently bore a grudge against their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it was undoubtedly the members of the Tang Sect who had left ahead of them.
But... that was precisely what puzzled Ning Fengzhi the most.
After all, even though they had been forced by circumstances to join forces with Bibi Dong against Jiang Li before the Pope Palace, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not part of Spirit Hall in the end.
If Jiang Li had wanted to settle scores with them while they were in Spirit City, Spirit Hall would most likely have stood by and watched.
"Uncle Sword, are you confident?"
Ning Fengzhi lowered his voice, a trace of cold sweat seeping from his forehead.
"Fengzhi, this is bad. I can clearly sense that the thieves lying in ambush around us are at least Title Douluo level!" Chen Xin gripped the Seven Kill Sword, his expression grave to the extreme. "I'm afraid this won't end peacefully!"
BOOM—
Before he had even finished speaking, five enormous pitch-black hammers that blotted out the sky suddenly tore through the clouds and came crashing down upon Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin!
Though Chen Xin reacted swiftly enough to activate a defensive soul skill and block part of the impact at the critical moment, in order to protect Ning Fengzhi behind him from being crushed outright by the force, he could only endure the remaining shockwaves head-on. His blood and qi instantly churned, and he let out a muffled groan.
Especially since he had only just overdrawn his Soul Power to activate the Seven Kill True Body before the Pope Palace, forcing himself into battle now left Chen Xin clearly feeling the emptiness in his meridians and a lack of