Gu Rong: Greetings, Lord Apollo!

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's council hall.

"Fengzhi, why do you suddenly look so worried?" Gu Rong sat to one side. Seeing Ning Fengzhi study a piece of intelligence for quite a while as his expression grew increasingly grim, he could not help asking.

Chen Xin turned his gaze over as well.

Ning Fengzhi sighed and set the report on the table. "Spirit Hall's movements have been growing bigger and bigger lately. The Clear Sky Sect has sealed off its mountain and withdrawn from the world, leaving only our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan among the Upper Three Sects. If this continues, all of Douluo Continent may become Spirit Hall's personal domain."

Chen Xin pondered for a moment. "Spirit Hall is powerful, and the newly appointed Pope Bibi Dong is overseeing it. Its momentum to swallow the world has already taken shape. We truly must guard against it."

"But how are we supposed to guard against it?" Ning Fengzhi gave a bitter smile.

"Though the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is known as the number one support sect in the world, its true foundation still rests on Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone, the two Titled Douluo who protect the sect."

"If not for the two of you holding the fort, along with the boosts from my Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, what would the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have to fight Spirit Hall with?"

Gu Rong shook his head. "It's difficult. Though the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan are both among the Upper Three Sects and are said to be bound by shared interests, in the end, each only looks out for its own sect's interests. When life and death are truly on the line, neither