Qian Daoliu Arrives, Bone Douluo Is Crippled, Xiao Wu Is Taken!

The battlefield in Heaven Dou City had been cleared.

Yu Yuanzhen took the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's forces home.

Before leaving, he said only this: if Spirit Hall came for revenge, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would answer the call.

Ning Fengzhi stood before the main peak's great hall, looking down the mountain. His heart was far from at ease.

"Sect Master." Gu Rong came to his side and followed his gaze down the mountain.

"Thinking about Spirit Hall?"

"About Qian Daoliu," Ning Fengzhi said.

"Lion is dead, and Azure Luan has been captured. The Grand Offering won't ignore something this big."

"Qian Renxue is still in our hands. He wouldn't dare do anything, would he?"

Ning Fengzhi did not answer.

Unease gnawed at him.

Qian Daoliu came sooner than anyone expected.

That afternoon, the sky above Seven Treasure Mountain suddenly brightened.

A golden sun rose in the north, turning every cloud its light touched to gold.

Then an indescribable pressure poured down from the heavens.

The disciples guarding the mountain gate dropped to their knees in droves, unable even to lift their heads.

Those with less Soul Power fainted on the spot.

Birds tumbled from the sky all across the mountain.

"The little Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect dared strike against my Spirit Hall." Qian Daoliu did not raise his voice, yet everyone heard him clearly.

"Did you think I was dead?"

His gaze swept across the mountain. He did not find the man who should have been guarding it.

"Fourth Offering died at your hands."

Ning Fengzhi's heart sank.

The next instant, Qian Daoliu raised a hand, and a golden holy sword descended from the clouds.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Bone Dragon Avatar!"

Gu Rong held nothing back. A massive Bone Dragon soared upward and slammed