Several miles outside Tiandou City.
Blood churned on the ground within a radius of a hundred meters. Standing
atop it
were five figures:
Ye Qiu, Sword Douluo, and the other three, along with the Evil Blood Douluo before them.
Looking at the churning blood below,
Sword Douluo felt immense apprehension.
Even though he had absorbed the Clear Sky Sect's inherited soul bone from Tang Hao, he was still just a hair's breadth away from level ninety-seven.
Ning Fengzhi also stood on the bone dragon, beside Ye Qiu,
his gaze filled with concern.
Ye Qiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his head, indicating he was alright.
"Sect Master Ning, could this be your sect's doing?"
The Evil Blood Douluo showed no politeness towards Ning Fengzhi and the others.
His blood-red pupils stared coldly at Ye Qiu.
A Soul Master capable of using a portion of the Martial Soul True Body's power, with outstanding soul skills and methods—such a heaven-defying brat... he had never seen anything like it on these two continents.
"This matter? I wonder what the Grand Elder is referring to?" Ning Fengzhi was very familiar with
this kind of evasive talk. He called Xie Xue the Grand Elder, which wasn't wrong, as Xie Xue Douluo's current identity was the Grand Elder of the Heaven Dou Empire. "What matter? Heh," Xie Xue Douluo sneered. He pointed to the upper half of the body below, submerged in blood and unrecognizable as human. "Sect Master Ning, do you know this person's identity?" "This is a human?" Ning Fengzhi looked down and was immediately stunned. He glanced at Ye Qiu with some trepidation. He hadn't expected this kid to be so ruthless; the person was dead, but there wasn't even a complete corpse—it was completely unrecognizable! Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo also had a new understanding of Ye Qiu. This kid was so vicious when he fought, even the two who were used to seeing death couldn't help but be moved. "Grand Elder Xie Xue, I'm really blind; I can't recognize who this is." Ning Fengzhi spoke calmly and casually. Let alone recognizing who he was, even being able to tell that he was a human was a bit difficult for anyone. "Haha, Sect Master Ning, stop pretending." Evil Blood Douluo waved his hand, seemingly testing the mettle of Sword and Bone, unleashing a giant wave towards Ye Qiu and the others. Sword Douluo swung his Seven Kill Sword, cleaving the wave in two. Instantly, it transformed into a fine rain, about to fall upon Ye Qiu and the others. A phantom of a bone dragon enveloped the four. Raindrops fell, sizzling. "Evil Blood, what do you mean by this!" Sword Douluo frowned, raising his sword to point at Evil Blood Douluo. Nine spirit rings pulsed beneath his feet. Ning Fengzhi, also holding his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, wore an unfriendly expression, ready to amplify it at any moment. As the sect master, Evil Blood's actions were tantamount to a provocation against his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. "What do I mean? Perhaps I should ask you that?" Evil Blood Douluo chuckled mockingly, pointing at Tang San below. "This person is none other than Tang San, the son of Haotian Douluo, who has been the subject of much discussion in Tiandou City these past few days!" "I didn't expect him to suffer such a terrible fate in the outskirts of the city today. Bone Douluo rescued that brat who made the move so quickly. Could it be that he was keeping watch all along?" "What? Does your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School intend to start a war with the Haotian Sect?!" Ning Fengzhi raised an eyebrow. He wasn't easily intimidated. If he dared to let Ye Qiu make a move, he naturally wasn't afraid of the matter being exposed. He sneered: "Start a war? Your Majesty, you are mistaken." "The fact that my Uncle Bone possesses spatial abilities is widely known. Isn't it normal for him to arrive so quickly?" "Besides, this is just a personal feud between two juniors. It really has nothing to do with the sect. Moreover, as far as I know, Tang Hao and his son have already been expelled from the Haotian Sect."
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"As for you, Evil Blood Offering Master, why did you arrive so quickly?"
Evil Blood Douluo said with a gloomy face,
letting out a cold snort.
"Why should I explain my quick arrival to you, Sect Master Ning? I advise you to hand that brat over to me, otherwise..."
"If Evil Blood Offering Master wishes to fight, we'll gladly oblige."
Ning Fengzhi narrowed his eyes,
staring intently at the blood-robed elder opposite him.
"Good, good, good!"
Evil Blood Douluo said "good" three times in succession,
his face expressionless,
making it impossible to discern his thoughts.
He merely wanted to gauge the importance of this brat in the eyes of Ning Fengzhi and the others, so
he could tailor his approach accordingly.
But now it seemed that taking action against this brat would inevitably lead to trouble for himself.
Currently, the successor for the Demonic Sect had been chosen, while their side had only just found a suitable one, already lagging far behind.
Their main objective now was to seize the kingdom
, paving the way for their later plans; there was no need to create unnecessary complications.
Otherwise, their actions would be too drastic.
If the Spirit Hall were truly ruthless and wanted to wipe them out, their plan to sweep across the entire continent would likely be impossible to implement.
He didn't necessarily need to kill Ye Qiu.
After all, Ye Qiu had unwittingly done him a small favor, saving his life.
But... this kid was too ruthless.
Using ordinary methods, it was questionable whether they could even save Tang San.
While he was silent,
Evil Blood Douluo's gaze sharpened.
Sword Douluo's expression changed drastically: "Feng Zhi... quick!"
Buzz!
Having been comrades for decades, Ning Fengzhi's seven spirit rings simultaneously shone brightly the moment Sword Douluo spoke.
Eighteen streams of light split into three, flowing into the bodies of Ye Qiu, Bone Douluo, and the other two.
In an instant, the auras of both sides exploded violently, the air seeming to shatter.
Evil Blood stood motionless.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red spirit rings flew about.
The fifth spirit ring suddenly flashed.
Fifth spirit skill, Blood Fiend Under Heaven!
The sea of blood beneath their feet suddenly surged and billowed into the sky, blotting out the sun, threatening to pour down upon Ye Qiu and his companions.
"Kid, be careful!"
Bone Douluo raised his Martial Soul True Body, his Soul Rings gleaming, his Bone Dragon, renowned for its defensive power, obscuring the sky.
The sea of blood surged, its weight terrifying. With a flash of his first Soul Ring, the corrosive power of the blood intensified.
Bone Douluo's expression turned grave.
His opponent's Martial Soul True Body alone was a hundred meters in diameter; it was unimaginable what kind of strength he possessed.
Sword Douluo wielded the Seven Kill Sword, its Seven Kill Sword Qi blooming on the blade. A phantom figure, wielding a giant sword, unleashed a single strike, seemingly cleaving the heavens in two.
The sword qi swept away the surging blood, severing it
with a single blow from Sword Douluo.
Blood poured down around
Ye Qiu and his group. The blood that fell into their midst suddenly condensed in the air, attempting to form a human shape—
the sixth Soul Skill, Blood God Child.
"Uncle Ning, be careful! There's something wrong with that blood!"
Ye Qiu's Eternal Kaleidoscope lit up, and a blurry, blood-red figure about to pounce on Ning Fengzhi was ignited by Ye Qiu's Amaterasu.
However, even after the ignited portion of the blood was separated, the blood shadow continued to coalesce.
Ye Qiu's expression turned grave.
This Evil Blood Douluo's Blood Sea Martial Soul was truly troublesome.
His pupil power was too weak, and his divine might couldn't be used within the true form of the opponent's Martial Soul. The opponent's blood was fluid, and his Amaterasu was also countered by the opponent.
With Ye Qiu's current abilities, he had no way to threaten this Evil Blood Douluo!
If it were any other title, Ye Qiu wouldn't be so helpless.