Bone Douluo's Death! There Would Be No More Bone-Formed Divine Dragons in This World!

"Tang Hao!"

Hearing the cry of alarm, Bibi Dong's gaze was drawn over. She turned to look at the corpse before Qin Feng, and when she saw that familiar face, a flicker of delight flashed through her eyes.

Back then, she had sent people to hunt Tang Hao down, but he had successfully escaped.

After that, no matter how many people she sent to search, they could never find any trace of Tang Hao.

She had not expected Qin Feng to solve this problem for her this time.

Qiandao Liu and the others behind her also noticed Tang Hao's corpse, but their expressions did not change in the slightest.

In their eyes, Tang Hao was nothing more than an ant they could crush at will.

"Your Highness knows him?"

Outside the barrier, Yuan Tiangang's expression stiffened slightly when he saw that Qin Feng actually knew this man.

If this man was His Highness's friend, then had he not caused more trouble than help?

"Of course I know him."

Qin Feng nodded. This was the protagonist's father, Tang San's greatest backer. How could he not know him?

"Hiss! Your Highness..."

"It's fine. You did well."

Noticing the expression on Dashuai's face, Qin Feng immediately realized that Dashuai had misunderstood him. He smiled and waved his hand.

"Whew!"

Only then did Yuan Tiangang let out a sigh of relief.

"Dashuai, where are The Bad Guys?"

Qin Feng stopped paying attention to Tang Hao's corpse and looked around, but he did not see any sign of The Bad Guys. He asked in confusion.

He had been waiting for The Bad Guys to clean up the battlefield.

"The Bad Guys have already concealed themselves around the area and await Your Highness's orders at any time," Yuan Tiangang said solemnly.

"Order all of The Bad Guys to clear out the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School!"

"Yes!"

Upon receiving the order, Yuan Tiangang responded and waved his hand.

In an instant, over a hundred figures wearing bamboo hats and masks rushed out from the dense forest around them.

Their objective was clear. They bypassed Spirit Hall, which stood in their way, and charged straight toward the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School's camp.

"This is bad!"

When the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School saw the unfamiliar figures rushing at them from all sides, their hearts jolted.

However, most of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School members who had come this time were support-type Soul Masters, leaving them with virtually no combat power.

Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi had hired Soul Masters with Gold Soul Coins.

Upon seeing the incoming figures, these Soul Masters released their Martial Souls one after another and positioned themselves in front of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

"Kill!"

The Soul Masters roared, unleashed their Soul Skills, and clashed with The Bad Guys.

But how could such a ragtag force stand against the well-trained Bad Guys?

Only a short while later, aside from corpses strewn across the ground, only Ning Fengzhi and the barely alive Bone Douluo inside the carriage remained.

Ning Fengzhi had not paid any attention to the battle behind him from beginning to end. He knelt before Sword Douluo, staring blankly at Sword Douluo's corpse with lifeless eyes.

"Tsk, has his Dao heart shattered? Or does he know he cannot escape, so he has simply given up?"

Looking at Ning Fengzhi kneeling on the ground, Qin Feng felt no sympathy whatsoever. Instead, his face was full of mockery.

Sympathy?

If he sympathized with Ning Fengzhi, then who would sympathize with him?

When the recruitment failed, they had turned hostile.

He could not even keep an eye on his own daughter, and now that she had been captured, who could he blame?

Meanwhile, after The Bad Guys finished clearing out the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School members and the hired Soul Masters, they surrounded the barely breathing Bone Douluo in the carriage and Ning Fengzhi, who was kneeling on the ground.

Then, one of The Bad Guys stepped out from the crowd and drew a Tang saber gleaming with cold light from his waist.

Splat!

Without hesitation, he drove the blade into Ning Fengzhi's chest. Crimson blood immediately flowed down the blade.

At that moment, Ning Fengzhi's head slowly lowered, and the dimness in his eyes gradually turned into deathly stillness.

At the same time, the same scene played out with Bone Douluo.

After clearing the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School from the field, The Bad Guys slowly retreated into the forest.

"Hiss! These people... are rather terrifying!"

Having witnessed the entire process, Bibi Dong sucked in a cold breath. A strange glint flashed through her eyes as she looked at Yuan Tiangang.

This should be the other Extreme Douluo Ju Guan had mentioned, right? He also appeared to be these people's leader.

Although the Bad Guys varied greatly in strength, it was clear that they had all undergone training. Otherwise, they could not have been so disciplined.

If she were the one training them, she did not believe she could achieve such a thing.

After all, people cherished their lives. When faced with danger that threatened their lives, fleeing was inevitable.

Yet she had just seen one of The Bad Guys get pierced through the chest without uttering a single word or trying to run away. It was obvious just how much it would cost to train people like them.

What she did not know was that every one of The Bad Guys had been summoned by Qin Feng and possessed absolute loyalty. Otherwise, even he could not make someone remain expressionless in the face of death.

Once all of The Bad Guys had hidden themselves in the shadows, Qin Feng turned his gaze toward Bibi Dong beside him.

"Your Holiness the Pope, what... are you doing here?"

Qin Feng smiled faintly, knowingly asking the question.

"Hehe, have you forgotten what happened a few days ago?"

Hearing this, Bibi Dong stopped dwelling on the matter. She let out a cold laugh and stared at Qin Feng with an icy expression.

He had openly provoked her, then injured Ghost Douluo.

Either one of those acts challenged the limits of her tolerance. If Qin Feng had not been so arrogant, she would not have wanted to make enemies of three Extreme Douluo.

"Of course I remember. I simply did not expect Your Holiness the Pope to be so petty, bringing people here to attack us over such a trivial matter."

As he spoke, Qin Feng even took two steps back, pretending to be afraid.

Yet anyone could see that there was not the slightest trace of fear in Qin Feng's eyes. Instead, they were filled with extreme arrogance.

"Hehe... a trivial matter?"

Upon hearing that, Bibi Dong was so enraged that she laughed.

If openly provoking her and injuring Ghost Douluo in Martial Soul City counted as trivial matters, then what counted as serious?

Did she have to wait until someone shat on Spirit Hall's head before it became serious?

"Stop trying to win with words. So what if you have three Extreme Douluo?"

"That bald Extreme Douluo's Soul Power should be exhausted by now, shouldn't it?"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in her heart as she spoke coldly.

"So what? Is Your Holiness the Pope planning to make a move?"

Qin Feng answered with another question, sneering inwardly.

So what if Brother Qiang's Soul Power had been exhausted?

The advantage was still his!

With his current Shock Value, not only could he draw five times, he could also purchase Level-49 Soul Power. Combined with his original Level-50 Soul Power, he could instantly rise to the level of an Extreme Douluo.

If not for the restrictions of Godhood, the Shock Value in his pocket would have been enough to buy Soul Power above Level 100.

"What do you think?"

Bibi Dong looked at Qin Feng as though he were an idiot.

Strike while he was weak and take his life!

After all, opportunities this good were few and far between. If she waited for another chance, no one would help them exhaust his Soul Power again.