A Surprise Attack on Spirit City-An Ambush?

Qin Yun, Sword Douluo, and Poison Douluo had already left the Clear Sky Sect.

Ever since he learned that Qian Daoliu had abducted Xiao Wu, Qin Yun had been considering a rescue.

A transformed hundred-thousand-year soul beast in Spirit Hall's hands faced another day of danger for every day she remained there.

But Qian Daoliu had been holding Spirit City. With a level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo guarding it, Qin Yun had been forced to put the idea aside.

Now Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong had left Spirit City.

Only two members of the Worship Hall and a handful of unremarkable elders remained.

With both of Spirit Hall's strongest fighters gone, this was a chance that came once in a thousand years.

"We're going to Spirit City," Qin Yun said.

"Golden Crocodile Douluo should still be there," Dugu Bo said.

"Level ninety-eight," he added.

Qin Yun looked at Sword Douluo. "What do you say, senior?"

"Let's go," Chen Xin said.

One word. Nothing more needed saying.

On this trip, he would settle the score for Gu Rong himself.

He had missed Qian Daoliu's attack on Seven Treasure Mountain.

His brother's cultivation had been crippled, and he had carried that grievance ever since.

Today, he would collect every last bit of what was owed.

Qin Yun and Dugu Bo stayed outside the city.

Chen Xin went in alone.

Chen Xin rose on his sword, a streak of swordlight shooting into the sky.

"Chen Xin's that confident?"

"Golden Crocodile Douluo is no pushover! And there must be other Titled Douluo in Spirit City." Dugu Bo had his doubts.

"They can stop Sword Douluo," Qin Yun said, "but they can't stop what he's carrying."

"Let's wait and see."

Spirit City. Spirit Hall.

The founding ceremony had ended only recently.

The festive air still lingered,