Douluo's Flame Spear: Chongli's Demise and Heart Flame's Overpowered Power

Chapter 184 Knife and the Knife-wielding Demon

Bone Douluo could only sigh deeply and say softly, "Feng Zhi, look forward; at least you and Rongrong survived safely, and as long as you're alive, there's hope, isn't there?"

"Don't let your mind wander to unlucky things."

Ning Fengzhi gave a wry smile, and could only put these nonsensical and terrible ideas out of his mind; at this moment, the most important thing was how to bring all the external industries back to Tiandou City.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was able to remain safe in Heaven Dou City, partly because of its student, Xue Qinghe.

Unfortunately, Ning Fengzhi was unaware that the student he supported, Xue Qinghe, was not the true crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire; rather, he was an imposter, Qian Renxue from the Spirit Hall.

However, the friendship between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Empire is not limited to Xue Qinghe; it should be said that Emperor Xue Ye is also a friend of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

At this moment, the battle between Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng was still unresolved, so Ning Fengzhi temporarily shifted his focus back to Xue Ye.

Instead of blindly supporting Xue Qinghe.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School maintains a neutral stance, cooperating with whoever wins.

With the members from the Broken Sky Sect on a mission here, no force can touch the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in the short term.

Only then was Ning Fengzhi able to catch his breath and analyze the current situation.

Xue Qinghe won.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is outwardly safe, but Ning Fengzhi is well aware of Xue Qinghe's methods; the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will be vulnerable if it doesn't have effective means of self-protection.

Sooner or later, Xue Qinghe will devour them until not even bones are left.

The avalanche won.

Ning Fengzhi was Xue Qinghe's teacher, and Xue Beng might not have been hostile to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the first few years due to Xue Ye's influence.

Once things calm down, things might change.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School also needs sufficient means of self-protection to ensure it is not devoured by the Heaven Dou Empire.

With the current turmoil on the mainland, it's not certain that Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo can protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School from destruction in this crisis.

Even Ning Fengzhi himself couldn't guarantee his own life.

They might survive for a while, but in the long run, they'll eventually disappear into history.

difficult!

difficult!

difficult!

That's why Ning Fengzhi was worried that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School might follow the same path that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was currently taking.

They bowed to the Potian Sect and sought its protection.

The Spirit Hall truly deserves to die.

Ning Fengzhi pinched his brow with two fingers, feeling extremely troubled. In the current state of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, let alone maintaining the reputation of the three upper sects, even self-preservation required spending money.

Within the territory of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

Liu Erlong stood at the entrance, looking around blankly. After entering the clan's territory in the original way, the surrounding environment began to change drastically.

Liu Erlong now finds himself unable to escape this fog.

Moreover, flight seems to be greatly restricted, as the mist appears to have some mechanism that allows it to rise continuously as the Soul Master ascends.

There's no way to get out.

"What's going on? Huh? Yang Yun, how did you end up here? Is this an illusion?" Liu Erlong's fist suddenly burst into flames and slammed towards Yang Yun's figure.

"entity!"

Liu Erlong was startled.

It was too late when he tried to pull his hand back. Yang Yun grabbed Liu Erlong's wrist with one hand, pulled him in front of him, and pressed his chin against hers.

After a long while, the two figures merged into one in the mist, accompanied by a seductive voice.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether the effect was from an illusion array or a maze.

Half a day later, Liu Erlong was curled up in Yang Yun's arms and carried out of the newly modified formation. They found a room at the resting place on the mountain where Dugu Yan was and put her down.

It's been a long time since I've seen this juicy peach, and it's ripened even more. When I hold it and squeeze it, I can feel the juice coming out of my fingers.

Soft and plump.

It's definitely not something a little girl like Ye Lingling could pull off; it's a pity she's Liu Erlong.

It's been a long time since we've heard from Tang Yuehua, and I wonder what the Haotian Sect is like now.

There are so many mountains outside Tiandou City, it would probably be difficult to find one; and Jianyu Hall doesn't have enough manpower to expend too much manpower and resources specifically for Haotian Sect.

Up until now, only one team of Senba-do members has been searching, while the rest are gathering intelligence on the main road.

Strictly speaking, the Haotian Sect is not a threat; they would be wiped out if they showed themselves.

It is worth noting that Tang San and Tang Hao, who were transporting supplies from the Spirit Hall to the Slaughter City, were among the personnel intelligence reports.

Before the Golden Generation disappeared, the supply of materials to the City of Slaughter was cut off. After it was restored, all three members of the Golden Generation disappeared from the Spirit Hall.

There wasn't even a single news item, let alone any discussion.

This was an unusual thing to begin with; it would have been one thing if the Golden Generation had gone to somewhere else to cultivate in seclusion.

At least there would be some discussion, unlike now where there isn't a single trace of news or discussion; it's as if someone deliberately ordered a strict ban on discussion.

Sometimes, many things don't need to be explained too clearly; you can get the information you want just by making reasonable inferences.

The three members of the Golden Generation are probably already inside the Killing City.

Unlike the original story, it's uncertain whether Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan will be able to escape from the City of Slaughter together.

Yang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Speaking of which, the mountain peak when Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen fought back then; others may not know, but how could Qian Daoliu not know?"

"Qian Daoliu knows this, which means that the Spirit Hall, or rather Bibi Dong, must also know it; thinking about it this way, I'm afraid I've unknowingly become someone else's bargaining chip."

During this period, he needed to increase the age of his spirit rings and hunt down 100,000-year-old spirit beasts to complete the spirit rings for his second martial soul.

But it doesn't mean they've become completely blind and indifferent to what's happening on the road.

The Spirit Hall's actions were much earlier than in the original story, and the Hall of Offerings was also involved; I probably deserve a lot of credit for this.

To reiterate, the Spirit Hall is now Yang Yun's weapon; the Breaking Heaven Sect is the mastermind behind it all.

Whether the offensive and defensive strategies can be reversed, and whether the wielder can be devoured by the knife in his hand, depends on whether the knife can escape the wielder's control.

The number of Title Douluos in the Breaking Heaven Sect has already exceeded two hands, and all of them are top-level Title Douluos who have condensed soul cores; and super Douluos who possess 100,000-year soul rings and 100,000-year soul bones.

The longer the battle drags on, the lower the Spirit Hall's chances of winning become.

It's hard to say exactly how many Title Douluos are currently within the Potian Sect. After all, Shui Bing'er and Yang Poxue have been helping to hunt for the ninth spirit ring at sea; the exact number is likely much higher than it is now.

It's not impossible that he could be over twenty or even thirty.

A slap landed on Liu Erlong's peach-shaped buttocks, sending ripples of flesh through them. They were indeed perfectly ripe peaches; the feel was amazing.

It's a pity that you are Liu Erlong; you have absolutely no chance of joining my Potian Sect.

(End of this chapter)