Chapter 13: Ling Yuan's Desperate Gamble, Ning Yuyan: You noisy, feathered beast, dare to bark at me?
Dugu Bo curled his lip disdainfully, turning his gaze to Ning Fengzhi, and said coldly.
"Boy, you'd better remember this, this time it's that brat Yu Jingcheng who owes me a favor.
He asked me to secretly watch over your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but unexpectedly, some blind dog actually came to our door."
Ning Fengzhi was shocked and instantly understood.
It turned out that Jingcheng had long anticipated that the Spirit Hall would make a move, so he asked Senior Dugu Bo to come and provide support!
Ning Fengzhi hurriedly bowed and saluted:
"Thank you for saving my life, Senior Dugu! My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will remember this kindness and favor!"
"Enough nonsense!"
Dugu Bo waved his hand, his gaze refocusing on Ju Gui and the other two, his killing intent fully revealed.
"Two pieces of trash, now that you're here, don't even think about leaving!"
"Arrogant!"
Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance. Although injured, they didn't believe they could lose to Dugu Bo in a two-on-one fight.
But they forgot that there were two peak Douluo who had just escaped and were burning with rage beside them!
"Dare to touch our sect leader? Your lives will be left here!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin's icy voice rang out, the Seven Kill Sword already in his hand, endless sword intent soaring into the sky.
Bone Douluo Gu Rong was even more direct, his ninth soul ring suddenly lit up, and a huge bone dragon phantom roared out.
Three against two! And it was three Title Douluo fighting against two already injured Title Douluo!
Yue Guan and Gui Mei's faces instantly turned extremely ugly.
"Retreat!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the two transformed into two streams of light and fled towards the edge of the forest without regard for anything.
...
At the same time, outside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
In the valley, Spirit Kite Douluo was resting with his eyes closed, waiting for a signal.
Suddenly, a specially made communication soul tool on Ling Yuan's waist emitted a rapid vibration.
Ling Yuan frowned and picked it up, probing it with her divine sense.
The next second, her face turned ashen!
The communication soul tool did not transmit the expected success signal.
Only Ju Douluo Yue Guan, in his frantic escape, roared with his last strength, a cry filled with anger and resentment:
"Mission failed!
Dugu Bo interfered! We have been exposed, retreat immediately!!"
His voice abruptly stopped, and the communication soul tool dimmed.
"Dugu Bo? Waste!"
Ling Yuan Douluo crushed the soul tool, her eyes filled with contempt and ruthlessness.
"Two renowned Title Douluos, actually scared away by an old monster who plays with poison! They have utterly disgraced the Spirit Hall!"
In her view, the failure of Ju and Gui was purely their own incompetence!
His Holiness the Pope's order was to massacre the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School; if she retreated now, she would not be able to explain herself!
"Fortune favors the bold!
Ning Fengzhi is gone, and Sword Bone Douluo has been lured away, leaving the sect vulnerable. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
A surge of greed and madness welled up in Ling Yuan Douluo's heart.
If she could single-handedly destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, this immense achievement would be enough to elevate her status within the Spirit Hall to another level!
"Everyone, listen up!"
Ling Yuan suddenly turned around, shouting with murderous intent.
"No more waiting!
Plan changed!"
"All troops, attack!
Target: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
Kill them all!
Leave no one alive!"
With Ling Yuan's command, more than thirty black figures shot out of the valley like arrows, carrying soaring killing intent.
They rushed straight towards the serene and magnificent Glazed Tile Mountain under the moonlight!
The outermost patrol teams of disciples didn't even have time to sound the alarm before they were swiftly and decisively killed by several Soul Emperor-level men in black!
Blood stained the sacred mountain gate for the first time.
"Clang—!Clang—!Clang—!"
The shrill and urgent alarm bell finally rang, shattering the tranquil night sky of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"Enemy attack!!"
"Enemy invasion!!"
Countless lights instantly illuminated the scene, and chaos erupted within the sect.
Although the remaining disciples were panicked, their rigorous training allowed them to quickly grab their weapons and begin to assemble.
However, their opponents were far too powerful.
"A bunch of ants!"
A Soul Douluo from the Spirit Hall sneered, his eighth soul ring flashing.
A gigantic fire lion appeared out of thin air, spewing out a destructive torrent of flames.
Instantly, it devoured a team of disciples who had just assembled, turning them into charred remains before they could even scream.
"Hahaha!
Kill them all!"
The elites of the Spirit Hall, like tigers among sheep, unleashed a wanton slaughter.
Although the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School fought desperately, most of them were support-type Soul Masters, whose combat strength was inherently weak. Faced with this group of ferocious executioners, it was almost a one-sided slaughter.
"How dare you, you insolent brat!"
Several angry shouts came from the depths of the sect, and seven or eight powerful auras soared into the sky.
These were the elders left behind by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, each of them a Soul Saint level expert, with the two leaders being Soul Douluos!
"Finally, a few decent ones have arrived."
A Soul Douluo from the Spirit Hall licked his lips, exchanged glances with his four companions, and grinned as he charged forward.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
High-level combat power collided instantly, and terrifying soul power fluctuations exploded in the sky above the sect square. Beneath the dazzling light of soul skills, it was a brutal clash of blood and fire.
Although the elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were fearless, their opponents not only had a numerical advantage but were also all seasoned killers. For a time, they were completely suppressed and forced to retreat.
Ling Yuan Douluo completely ignored the chaotic battle below. Like an elegant yet deadly hawk, she flashed several times and arrived directly in front of the tallest tower of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
She could sense a restrained yet powerful aura emanating from it.
"You cowardly rat hiding your head and tail, come out and die!"
Ling Yuan Douluo hovered in mid-air, unleashing the terrifying pressure of a level 92 Title Douluo without reservation.
Like an invisible mountain, it pressed down on countless disciples below, causing them to kneel on the ground, spitting blood.
Creak— the tower's doors slowly opened.
Stepping out was a woman of unparalleled beauty, dressed in an elegant long dress.
It was Ning Yuyan.
At this moment, her face was devoid of any of the tenderness and reminiscence from before, replaced by a coldness and decisiveness like an ancient glacier.
Ning Yuyan's gaze calmly fell on Ling Yuan Douluo in mid-air, her eyes as if looking at a dead man.
"A noisy, hairy beast dares to bark at me?"
Ning Yuyan's voice was as cold as moonlight, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.
Lingyuan Douluo was taken aback, then laughed in anger:
"What a sharp-tongued beauty!
Too bad, today I'm going to tear your pretty face to shreds!
Where are your Sword Douluo?
Where is your Bone Douluo?
Oh, I forgot, they've already been lured to their deaths in the Star Dou Great Forest!"
Ning Yuyan ignored her taunts, simply raising her right hand slowly.
(End of Chapter)