The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Mountain Gate was already half destroyed.
Hundreds of black-clad Soul Masters charged up the Stone Steps. Snake Lance Douluo stood at their head, his long lance whipping up a foul, chilling wind. On the other flank, Porcupinefish Douluo's poisonous mist rolled along the mountainside, forcing the sect's defenders back.
Deep within the sect, a Seven-Colored Treasure Tower hovered in the night sky.
Ning Fengzhi stood before the Main Hall, seven Soul Rings pulsing around him. Light from the tower poured into every defending disciple, allowing them to barely hold off Spirit Hall's Soul Masters, who outnumbered them several times over.
"Third squad, fall back to the inner Gate!"
"Get the women and children out through the back mountain!"
His voice remained steady, but the hand holding the tower was covered in blood. It belonged to an inner-Gate Deacon who had just taken a Poison Spikes for him.
Snake Lance Douluo glanced at the sky, his gaze growing colder.
"We can't delay any longer. Break through to the Main Hall!"
The Snake Lance became a streak of dark light and pierced the rainbow barrier. Chen Xin stepped in front of Ning Fengzhi, sword held across his body. Nine Soul Rings rose with a thunderous roar as the Seven Kill Sword slashed down at an angle.
Before the blade could meet the lance, a dark figure crashed into the battlefield from beyond the Mountain Gate.
Gu Rong's Bone Dragon True Body opened its massive jaws, space folding out of alignment between its fangs. At the same time, Porcupinefish Douluo swelled up, firing hundreds of Poison Spikes wrapped in purple mist.
The two attacks closed in from left and right.
Soul Masters from both sides were packed into the space between them.
Chen Xin's expression changed sharply,