"Fengzhi, are we really going to stand by and watch the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan be wiped out?"
Only after Tang San left did Chen Xin speak.
The various major factions were bound together by mutual interests, and they all shared a common enemy: Spirit Hall. Naturally, they couldn't stand by and watch an ally be destroyed.
"What else can we do? If we make a move, we'll disrupt the course of events. We might not even have to wait for Qian Renxue to become a god before our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is wiped out too, accelerating Spirit Hall's unification of the continent." Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly.
"But isn't that kid Li Pu on our side?" Chen Xin asked.
"Do you really think that kid will stand with us? Maybe Spirit Hall already turned him. And that Titled Douluo by his side—doesn't he remind you of that Guangling Douluo from decades ago?"
Ever since Xue Qinghe ascended the throne, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had been paying closer attention to information about Xue Qinghe and Spirit Hall.
A Titled Douluo might not hold that prominent a position in Spirit Hall, and the organization could keep one hidden if it wanted to.
But a Super Douluo or a Limit Douluo couldn't remain unknown their whole lives.
Even those old worshippers had left their mark on the continent in their youth.
At first, they hadn't thought Frost Archer Douluo was any different from Guangling Douluo. One had a light attribute, the other an ice attribute.
But the more they learned, the more they realized the two were strikingly alike in personality.
Once Xue Qinghe took the throne, they could be almost certain they were the same person.
He had probably used the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well's Immortal