"Bone Douluo, at a time like this, who are you still hoping will come save you? What do you have left to resist with?"
Just as Gu Rong sank into despair, a blazing ball of flames suddenly erupted in midair.
As the flames gradually gathered, they revealed Spirit Kite Douluo's mocking face.
"A wise man submits to circumstances. Bone Douluo, why don't you hurry up and kneel in surrender, accepting Spirit Hall's offer of recruitment!"
Spirit Kite Douluo looked down at him from above, the upward curl of her lips impossible to suppress.
She slowly raised a hand and pointed toward a concealed corner amid the ruins below. "Perhaps, if your groveling attitude is good enough, His Holiness the Pope may show mercy and generously spare those little girls hiding over there?"
Following the direction of Spirit Kite Douluo's finger, Gu Rong's entire body trembled.
That was precisely where Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Meng Yiran were hiding, shivering in fear!
Although Ning Fengzhi had scattered his other mediocre children across various places before his death, in Gu Rong's heart, only Ning Rongrong—the granddaughter he had cherished—was worthy of taking the position of sect master.
As for Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran, they were the right-hand aides his precious granddaughter would need to revive the sect in the future. These three girls absolutely could not perish here today!
Just as Gu Rong was preparing to fight to the death...
"Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Dragon-Snake Combined Strike!"
A resolute roar suddenly erupted from the ruins not far away.
Dragon Duke Meng Shu and Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang, their bodies drenched in blood, recklessly burned the last remnants of Soul Power within them.
Their figures intertwined in midair, instantly transforming into an enormous dragon covered in wounds yet savage and violent, charging desperately