Arrival at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

Under the healing effects of Xue Hen's Emerald Recovery soul skill, the injuries of those dozen ten-thousand-year soul beasts recovered by seven or eight parts in short order. They climbed up from the ground one after another, licking the blood from their bodies while casting gazes of bewilderment at the human standing not far away.

This human had attacked them, only to heal them afterward—what exactly was he trying to do?

Xue Hen was watching them as well, and seeing that their injuries had largely mended, he nodded with satisfaction.

Even with the healing effect spread across multiple targets, it could still restore the wounded to this extent; it was truly worthy of being a hundred-thousand-year soul skill!

He then turned around, ignoring these sparring partners for the day, and leaped away, transforming into a blur of afterimages.

"Roar!" Seeing Xue Hen depart, the ten-thousand-year soul beasts stood stunned. They looked at one another, then collectively charged forward, tilting their heads to the sky to unleash roars filled with fury and battle intent.

Human, don't run! We were just careless earlier; if you have the guts, come back and fight us for another three hundred rounds!

ROAR!!!

The angry beastly roars echoed throughout the area for several kilometers.

Xue Hen tapped his toes lightly against the branches of various trees, his body teleporting like Gui Mei and leaving only trails of afterimages behind.

Hearing the roars from behind, his expression remained unchanged. He had grown accustomed to these sounds over the past few days; they were all much the same.

Now that he had fully familiarized himself with the level 97 soul power within his body and mastered the twelve newly replaced soul skills to a considerable degree, he could finally do things that suited his persona.

For instance: settling old scores!

Ning Pianpian, I'm coming for you!

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Elder Gu, the child Tian'er is deeply loved by the King. Two months ago, the King already submitted a petition requesting His Majesty the Emperor to confer upon him the title of Crown Prince. You saw the scene of his investiture on the Sky Screen; as long as we find a way to eliminate Xue Hen, Tian'er's position as Crown Prince—and his future position as King—will be as stable as a mountain. Having a child who carries the bloodline of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect become the King of Balaque... what a massive boost of strength that would be for the sect!" Ning Pianpian, who had fled to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with her son, said to Bone Douluo, who sat in the seat beside the main throne.

This was not the first time Ning Pianpian had said such things. In fact, she had returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect over half a month ago, and for the past fifteen days, she had run before Gu Rong every single day to repeat similar sentiments.

Her intentions were obvious: she hoped the sect would take action to help her eliminate Xue Hen, that thorn in her side, so that she and her son could live in peace and comfort from here on out.

Gu Rong felt as though calluses were forming in his ears from her words.

How could he not know that eliminating Xue Hen would be all benefit and no harm to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? He had even been the first to urge Ning Fengzhi to send disciples to track Xue Hen down and remove him.

But...

The situation was different now!

Who could have imagined that the brat would be such a monster? Not only did he possess Twin Martial Souls, but he had also broken through to become a Title Douluo in his early twenties. And he wasn't just any Title Douluo—he was a level 97 or even 98 Title Douluo. How was one supposed to kill such an existence?

Gu Rong rubbed his temples in frustration, then waved his hand, signaling for Ning Pianpian to leave, implying he would... he would think about what to do.

However...

"BOOM!" Suddenly, a powerful pressure surged in from outside.

This aura... so strong!

"Could it be?" Gu Rong's expression shifted, and he instinctively looked toward Ning Pianpian below.

Sure enough, a cold, indifferent voice drifted in from outside the sect.

"Jian Hen has arrived uninvited; I hope Sect Master Ning will forgive me!"

Jian Hen.

Hearing this name, Gu Rong's heart sank. It really was him—Xue Hen! He hadn't gone to the Balaque royal palace as the Sky Screen had suggested, but had come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect instead. How did he know that Ning Pianpian had fled here with her son?

"Elder Gu!" Below the steps, Ning Pianpian's heart trembled violently upon hearing the name. She quickly turned to look at Gu Rong above, hoping he could protect her and her son.

"Damn it, Ning Fengzhi and that old sword-user have both gone to the Balaque royal palace." Gu Rong clenched his right hand into a fist, thinking to himself.

He stood up, waved his hand, and said to Ning Pianpian, "Go hide in the back. I will... I will take some men to meet him!"

"Yes, yes, thank you, Elder Gu. Elder Gu, you must find a way to kill that wretched spawn!" Ning Pianpian nodded repeatedly in gratitude before fleeing toward the back of the hall.

"Hmph!" After she had scurried away, Gu Rong let out a cold snort. With his hands behind his back, he activated his Ancient Dragon martial soul. Nine soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—appeared at his feet. A powerful aura erupted from his body, pressing outward toward the sect gates to collide with the opponent's aura.

Unfortunately, the aura Gu Rong unleashed was quickly pushed back by the opponent's even stronger pressure, making his expression look incredibly grim.

What a detestable little brat!

Gu Rong took a deep breath, then strode out of the hall. He leaped toward the boundary of the sect, shouting, "Twelve Deacons, follow me to meet the enemy!"

"Yes!" Twelve voices echoed from somewhere within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. As the words fell, twelve seven-colored lights flashed. Twelve soul emperors possessing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, protected by several assault-type soul saints and soul emperors, followed closely behind Gu Rong toward the sect's boundary—the Seven Treasure Mountain Gate.

At this moment, directly in front of the Seven Treasure Mountain Gate, a young-looking man dressed in moon-white robes with a Soul Tool necklace hanging around his neck stood with an indifferent expression.

Gathered before him were numerous disciples guarding the Seven Treasure Mountain Gate. These disciples were on high alert, staring at the man before them with beads of sweat forming on their foreheads; some were even trembling uncontrollably.

There was no helping it—the person standing before them was a Super Douluo with Twin Martial Souls!

"Ang~" A dragon's roar rang out. A massive phantom of an Ancient Dragon descended from the sky. Having completed his Martial Soul Possession, Gu Rong landed on the ground in front of the disciples, causing them all to heave a heavy sigh of relief.

"Junior, what brings you here?" Knowing the visitor had ill intentions, Gu Rong did not bother with pleasantries and asked coldly.

After he spoke, the twelve soul emperors who had activated their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial souls arrived, shielded by various battle soul saints and soul emperors. They were all poised and ready; the moment the battle began, they would immediately provide buffs to Gu Rong.

Xue Hen held the Imperial Power Sword, his nine soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red—flickering at his feet. Hearing the question, he glanced at Gu Rong indifferently, swept his gaze over the disciples behind him—especially the twelve soul emperors with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—and finally returned his focus to Gu Rong.

"Ancient Dragon martial soul... you must be the legendary number one defense Douluo, Bone Douluo, right? May I ask where Sect Master Ning is?" Xue Hen asked.

"What business do you have with our Sect Master?"

"Ask him to hand over his cousin, Ning Pianpian," Xue Hen said calmly.

"Arrogant!" Gu Rong roared. As he spoke, he lifted his right foot and slammed it down heavily, his fourth soul ring blooming with a dazzling purple light.

Fourth soul skill, Bone Prison! Activate!