Xiao Wu's identity as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast exposed? Two sects form an alliance!

The roar in the Mountain Valley had not yet ceased.

Bibi Dong hovered in mid-air, and did not immediately answer Ning Fengzhi's question. The surging purple-black Soul Power around her showed no sign of restraint.

"What a joke! You think you can stop me? Since Tang Hao dares to show up today, then he'll never leave alive!"

Beyond the Poison Miasma.

Xiao Wu gazed at Bibi Dong's figure, her eyes gradually reddening.

How could she possibly forget that face?

The scene of my mother collapsing seemed to reappear before my eyes.

Xiao Wu bit her lip hard, her fingertips digging into her palms, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

The enemy is right in front of me.

But the opponent is Titled Douluo, and there are so many powerful figures around him. If he is discovered, he might not even have a chance to escape!

She lowered her head, moved her feet back little by little, using her companion's body to cover herself, and shrank to the back of the group.

Tang San quickly noticed her unusual behavior, turned around, and asked, "Xiao Wu, what's wrong?"

He reached out and held her arm, only to find that her body was extremely tense, and even her fingers were cold.

Xiao Wu opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Just then, another loud noise came from the valley, and the ground trembled slightly.

Tang San glanced ahead, thinking she was frightened by the battle inside, and quickly softened his voice, saying:

"Xiao Wu, don't be afraid, we're just outside, we won't go in."

"With the dean and Teacher Zhao here, if there's any real danger, we'll retreat to a safer distance together."

Xiao Wu looked up at him, her eyes reddening even more. She wanted Tang San to take her away, but he clearly had no intention of leaving.

Just then, two golden streaks of light suddenly appeared in the distance!

Flender looked up abruptly.

A streak of light swept across the treetops, bringing with it a heavy fluctuation of Soul Power. The several sect teams that had gathered on the slope all moved aside.

Two tall figures then appeared above the crowd.

The two men looked quite alike. One had his black hair tied up, wore blue, and had a scar over his right eye. The other had short, neat hair, wore red, and had a somewhat arrogant look in his eyes.

In their hands, each held a long staff adorned with dragon patterns.

It was none other than the enshrined spirits of the Spirit Hall, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo!

Both of them had reached level ninety-six in Soul Power, but they had not come on Bibi Dong's orders.

Qian Daoliu also saw the Sky Screen.

Those Immortal Herbs could improve one's foundation and even promote the Martial Soul Evolution, so he naturally wouldn't let others take them all.

His granddaughter was still out there planning something big; if he could find a suitable Immortal Herbs, wouldn't that allow her to advance her cultivation even further?

Therefore, after receiving the order, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo rushed here, hoping to bring back the Immortal Herbs suitable for Qian Renxue.

"It's quite lively inside; there are even people from the Clear Sky Sect!" Seeing this, Jiang Mo glanced at the hammer shadows in the valley and slightly turned the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand.

Qian Jun didn't reply and was about to continue forward when his gaze suddenly sharpened.

Almost simultaneously, the Jiang Mo also stopped.

They sensed a faint, unusual aura emanating from the crowd below.

The two brothers suddenly looked at each other, their eyes widening in shock, and exclaimed in unison, "This is... Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?!"

As soon as the words were spoken, two streams of Spiritual Power swept downwards!

Xiao Wu suddenly froze.

Before she could even take another step back, she found that those two pairs of eyes had already passed over Flender and Zhao Wuji in front of her and were fixed directly on her.

"Found her! Over there!" Upon spotting Xiao Wu, the Demon Subduing Douluo tightened his grip on the Coiling Dragon Staff and exclaimed with great joy.

The color drained completely from Xiao Wu's face at that moment, and she was instantly lost in thought.

At the same time.

The world of comics, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

After Ning Fengzhi performed the apprenticeship ceremony, Li Qingshan helped him up and gestured for everyone to sit down again.

The atmosphere in the hall was much more intimate than before.

Li Qingshan glanced at the door and suddenly said, "Fengzhi, I have another suggestion."

Ning Fengzhi immediately nodded solemnly and said:

Please advise.

Li Qingshan said calmly, "Is your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect willing to form an alliance with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

"Now that the Spirit Hall is powerful, and you've become my disciple, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School could very well become a target for their retaliation."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xin and Gu Rong both raised their heads and exchanged a glance.

Ning Fengzhi did not answer immediately. After a moment's thought, he asked, "Are you worried about the Spirit Hall's subsequent actions?"

Li Qingshan nodded.

"Qian Xunji today only proves that he lost this battle. The Spirit Hall has been operating throughout the continent for many years, and this power will not disappear just because he suffered a defeat."

"If the Spirit Hall comes looking for you in the future, I can't stay at the sect all the time."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's expression gradually became serious. As the head of the sect, he was naturally aware of these methods.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is quite powerful, and there is no irreconcilable conflict of interest between them and your sect," Li Qingshan continued.

"If we can exchange information and help each other in times of trouble, at least someone who wants to harm one of us will think twice."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slowly and said gently:

"I have no objection to your proposal. However, an alliance cannot be formed based on wishful thinking. Whether Sect Master Yu is willing or not can only be known after speaking with him in person."

Chen Xin slowly spoke:

"Fengzhi, this matter can be discussed."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul are complementary. If the two can truly join forces, it won't be as easy for the Spirit Hall to put pressure on the two sects separately as it is now."

Gu Rong nodded, but did not rush to make a decision for Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment, then looked at Li Qingshan again and asked, "Teacher, do you also have connections with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

Li Qingshan smiled and gestured for Yu Xiaogang to step forward.

"I almost forgot to formally introduce myself. My disciple, Yu Xiaogang, is the son of Yu Yuanzhen, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Ning Fengzhi's gaze shifted, and he looked back at the boy beside him.

He had vaguely guessed from the surname that Yu Xiaogang might be from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but he never expected that he was actually the son of Yu Yuanzhen.

The Gu Rong also showed some surprise.

No wonder Li Qingshan proposed an alliance at this time.

Yu Xiaogang cupped his hands in greeting to Ning Fengzhi and said, "My father is indeed Yu Yuanzhen. However, the alliance between the two sects is a major event, and I can only convey your message; I cannot agree on my father's behalf."

"Of course." Ning Fengzhi did not consider the matter settled simply because the two were now fellow disciples.

"Sect Master Yu is willing to meet, I will personally pay him a visit."

Li Qingshan nodded in satisfaction.

He brought up Yu Xiaogang's identity to give both sides a reason to communicate with confidence, not to make Yu Yuanzhen agree to an alliance without thinking because of his son.

What really needs to be discussed is what each of the two groups can do and what they can gain.

"Draft a letter first, clearly stating your thoughts," Li Qingshan said to Ning Fengzhi solemnly.

"We don't need to hide our conflict with the Spirit Hall. If we want to form an alliance, we need to let the other party know the current situation first."

Ning Fengzhi nodded solemnly.

"I understand. Since we are seeking mutual support, we cannot only think about having the other person share our burdens."

Upon hearing this, Dust Sword Lord stroked his beard and smiled.

Li Qingshan also picked up his teacup and slowly said:

"After the letter is sent out, I will take Xiao Gang back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. We can sit down and discuss this matter at length."