[Boom!!]
[Pufferfish's swollen belly was abruptly sliced open by a sword and burst apart.]
[A muffled explosion erupted amid a mist of blood, the sword energy blasting the left half of Pufferfish's body to pieces!]
[Shredded flesh and black spines flew everywhere. His enormous body twisted, and scalding blood stained a great swath of snow below crimson.]
[A white-robed figure stepped slowly out of the bloody mist. Chen Xin held the Seven Kill Sword, cold light flowing along its blade, which had not been stained by a single drop of blood.]
[The sword energy around him was almost tangible. Even the wind and snow rushing toward him were shredded three feet away, falling to the ground as powder.]
["That's all?" Chen Xin raised his eyes toward Snake Lance and Pufferfish and snorted contemptuously. His tone was mild, yet concealed a sharp, bone-piercing killing intent.]
[Beside him, a warm glow lit up Ning Fengzhi's palm at the same time. A seven-story Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda slowly rose, Soul Ring light spreading out layer upon layer as pure amplification power silently enveloped Chen Xin's entire body.]
[In an instant, the sword energy around Chen Xin grew stronger still, slicing even the air into a fine, buzzing hum.]
["Damn it, at this point..." Pufferfish flew into a rage and abruptly swept his hand. "Everyone from Spirit Hall, show yourselves! Form ranks!!"]
[The instant his command fell, countless surges of Soul Power erupted in unison outside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's mountain gate! A dark mass of Soul Masters poured from the depths of the forest like a tide.]
[Soul Ring light filled the sky as they surrounded the sect in overlapping ranks along the mountain paths. Within mere breaths, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was sealed so tightly that not even water could pass through.]
[The shouts of over ten thousand Soul Masters swept through the wind and snow and resounded across the mountaintop. Their killing intent gathered like black clouds, pressing down on the sect's low-ranking disciples until their faces turned pale and even breathing became difficult.]
[Ning Fengzhi's brow furrowed slightly. He was about to order a signal released, sending a call for aid toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Heaven Dou Empire.]
["Don't waste your effort!" Seeing this, Snake Lance suddenly scoffed, his voice full of mockery. "Why don't you take a look at this first?"]
["What do you mean?" Ning Fengzhi's fingertips paused, and he looked up.]
["I mean... see for yourself!" Snake Lance sneered and blew a signal.]
[The next second, a great eagle Soul Beast descended, an enormous dragon's head clutched in its talons, and dropped it onto the ground.]
[It was none other than Yu Yuanzhen's true dragon head after his Dragon Transformation. Its dragon eyes were wide open, already lifeless, yet still bearing an untamed arrogance and majesty that refused to close its eyes in death.]
[A deathly silence fell over the mountaintop.]
[The disciples within the sect stared at the ferocious true dragon head in the snow, their faces as white as paper and their bodies trembling uncontrollably. Even their fingers gripping their Martial Souls were too stiff to exert any strength.]
["That's the leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan..."]
["Old Dragon?!"]
["Could the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan have already been wiped out?!!"]
[The habitual calm on Ning Fengzhi's and Chen Xin's faces finally vanished, replaced by shock.]
["That's right! Now it's your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's turn!!"]
[Suddenly, two aged, powerful voices descended from high above at the same time, accompanied by two terrifying Soul Power pressures that crashed down like two primordial mountains!]
[The wind and snow filling the sky abruptly stopped, and the air throughout the world seemed to freeze at that moment.]
[Two figures walked slowly through the air toward them. They were Qian Jun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo, who had just finished fighting at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!]
[Appearing alongside them was an army of four thousand Soul Masters who had survived the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan battlefield.]
["Two more Titled Douluos!" The entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was shaken. "No! These aren't ordinary Titled Douluos! Qian Jun and Demon Subduing, two level ninety-six Super Douluos!!"]
["Playing with that old dragon from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan wasn't nearly satisfying enough!" Qian Jun and Demon Subduing spoke in unison, their savage voices resounding throughout the sect. "We hope you won't disappoint us! Heh heh heh!"]
Boom!!
As this scene played out on the Sky Screen,
the two worlds across space and time instantly erupted into a boiling cauldron of chaos!
"Qian Jun and Demon Subduing?! Why are they here too?!"
"My heavens! They just finished attacking the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and now they've turned straight toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!"
"Even though Yu Yuanzhen seriously injured them both earlier, they're still level ninety-six Super Douluos!"
"Those two plus Snake Lance and Pufferfish-four Titled Douluos ganging up on Chen Xin alone? How can he fight that?!"
"And there are their troops! Even if the eight thousand Soul Masters attacking the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan lost half their number, that still leaves four thousand!"
"With the ten thousand here, that's fourteen thousand Soul Masters! With a force that size, they could attack an empire outright!"
"This situation is much worse than in the Anime World! I'm afraid their ending will be even more tragic than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's in the Anime World!!"
Seeing this in the Manga World, Ning Rongrong immediately grew even more nervous. She could only pray that the sect would be all right.
On the Sky Screen,
the revelations continued:
[The wind and snow on the mountaintop abruptly ceased, leaving only Qian Jun's and Demon Subduing's sinister laughter echoing among the mountains.]
[The four Titled Douluos pressed down in an encircling formation, with an army of fourteen thousand Soul Masters surrounding the sect like an iron barrel. Soul Ring light covered the mountains and plains, casting an eerie purple-black glow even across the white snow.]
[The Seven Kill Sword trembled faintly in Chen Xin's hand. His white robes snapped beneath the overwhelming pressure, yet he did not retreat half a step. Ning Fengzhi stood beside him, the seven-story Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda hovering overhead, pouring all its warm amplification light onto Chen Xin. His fingers, however, had long since clenched white.]
[The disciples' knuckles whitened around their Martial Souls. Some had trembling legs; others clenched their teeth. Yet as they gazed at that straight-backed, white-robed figure ahead, none retreated half a step.]
["Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, surrender or die?" Qian Jun Douluo raised his hand, his heavy Soul Power sending the snow on the mountaintop tumbling down. "You've seen what happened to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."]
[At this instant, with everything hanging by a thread!]
[Riiip!!!]
[A pitch-black spatial rift suddenly tore open in midair!]
[Aged yet vigorous laughter rang out from within the rift. Immediately afterward, a straight-backed figure stepped out.]
[He was none other than Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who had been sent out to gain experience and should have been far away, accompanied by a charming young girl, Ning Rongrong!]
[They had hurried back from outside after seeing the special firework signal released by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.]
["Elder Bone!!"]
["Elder Bone is back! And the young miss too!"]
["Wonderful! The Peerless Sword and Bone elders are both here! Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can be saved!"]
[Atop the mountain, there was first a deathly silence, followed by an eruption of deafening cheers!]
[The previously despairing disciples' eyes instantly reddened, and even their arms holding their Martial Souls trembled with excitement.]
[Ning Fengzhi abruptly looked up, a brilliant light bursting from his eyes. "Elder Bone!"]
[The taut corners of Chen Xin's mouth relaxed slightly as well. The Seven Kill Sword in his hand let out a soft ring, his fighting spirit rising further. "Old Bone, you're just in time!"]
[Gu Rong laughed heartily. Spatial power rippled around him, forcibly tearing a gap in Qian Jun's and Demon Subduing's pressure. "One step later, and you wouldn't have held out, Little Sword. Rongrong, go stand behind your father."]
[Ning Rongrong hurried to Ning Fengzhi's side. Her eyes were slightly red, but she bit her lip and nodded. Her Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul quietly lit up, adding another measure of support power.]
["So what if you're back? One more or one less won't change anything!"]
["Have a taste of this! Great Formless Talisman!!!"]
[Qian Jun and Demon Subduing snorted coldly, launching a joint Soul Skill attack fiercely toward the two men.]
["Stone Python Descends!" Snake Lance followed close behind, unleashing a Soul Skill attack.]
["Giant Break Bullet!" Pufferfish followed close behind as well, unleashing a Soul Skill attack.]
[In an instant, the attacks of two Super Douluos and two Titled Douluos blasted forth in unison.]
["Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! Be destroyed!!!"]
[Chen Xin remained unhurried, however, and looked toward Gu Rong, who immediately understood.]
["Spatial Gate!"]
[Gu Rong abruptly released his Bone Dragon Martial Soul. Soul Power exploded around him, and his Soul Rings flashed wildly.]
["Turn the tide! Open!!!"]
[The next instant, the air before Gu Rong warped, forming an enormous vortex like a black hole!]
[The strongest Soul Skill attacks of Spirit Hall's two elders and two consecrators were actually swallowed by the Spatial Gate at the same time!]
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