Hearing this, Qian Renxue's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.
Talking to this person somehow made anger surge up!
It was especially tempting to want to hit her.
"Ning Rongrong, after defeating Xiong Jun, you could have completely ignored our existence and left directly. Why deliberately make us come out? This doesn't match your usual behavior."
That's right—even if Ning Rongrong didn't want to kill Xiong Jun, taking the soulbones and leaving after severely injuring him was something she could completely accomplish.
Covering up like this was something Ning Rongrong had done at the Soul Master Tournament two and a half years ago.
Both sides knew about each other, but both pretended not to know.
Why deliberately lay it all out now? Qian Renxue was somewhat curious.
"There's no need anymore." Ning Rongrong said indifferently, "The reason for hiding it, or deliberately concealing it, was because your Martial Soul Hall was too strong—strong enough to wipe out the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at any time."
"Just like how you could wipe out the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but now..."
"As long as Kurumi and I want to, we can also wipe out your Martial Soul Hall."
"Since that's the case, why bother hiding it? Besides, isn't my father also your teacher?"
"You..." Before Qian Renxue could speak, the Fourth Enshrinement, Mad Lion Douluo, couldn't hold back. He was just about to speak when he was stopped by Bibi Dong raising her hand.
"Ning Rongrong, your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has always been scheming against the Martial Soul Hall, right?"
"It's not scheming." Ning Rongrong looked toward Bibi Dong. "What I gave to Qian Renxue, including the Heartbroken Acacia, were all real things. At most, it can be considered an equal exchange; it's just that you all were the ones taking the lead in front."
"For example, the Breakthrough to Elder Pill that His Holiness the Pope obtained—that was something you came to us for."
Bibi Dong's eyes were deep, her tone turning cold:
"From that time on, your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect already knew Qian Renxue's identity. Am I right?"
Good grief—no wonder going to Shrek Academy back then felt more and more strange the more she thought about it. It turned out everything behind the scenes was the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's doing.
"It was just a casual move." Ning Rongrong smiled faintly.
"His Holiness the Pope also escaped from Yu Xiaogang and the Rakshasa God, didn't she?" Ning Rongrong laughed. "From this point of view, you should be thanking me instead."
"That was a divine position, you..."
"Divine position?" Ning Rongrong sneered. "Whether it's a divine position or not isn't important. What's important is how long you all can live after obtaining the Rakshasa God position."
"You've seen Tang San—that's the true inheritor of a divine examination. You... Your Holiness the Pope, forgive my bluntness, but you and your Martial Soul Hall are nothing more than whetstones for certain gods."
"Whetstones?" Qian Renxue's delicate brows furrowed tightly.
"Be careful of Tang San and Xiao Wu. You should have sensed it before—you already killed them, right?"
"What I can tell you is that there are traces of time on them, as well as divinity."
"Wait." Qian Renxue spoke up, wanting to continue pressing.
However, in just a few steps, Ning Rongrong and the other two had already vanished without a trace, leaving Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and the others to exchange bewildered glances.
"This Ning Rongrong speaks in riddles without beginning or end." Mad Lion Douluo's face was grim. "Miss, I'll go stop them."
"It's no use. If she doesn't want to say, even Grandpa can't do anything." Qian Renxue sighed. "Ning Rongrong is right—they no longer fear the Martial Soul Hall."
The intelligence from the Heaven Dou Empire stated that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had gained many Title Douluos with 100,000-year soul rings.
The number of Title Douluos had even reached double digits. Adding Ning Fengzhi and the other two, plus Ning Rongrong and the Dark Devilgod Tiger, their high-end combat power surpassed even the Martial Soul Hall.
"Tang San is Tang Hao's son. The battle between him and Little Snow before." Bibi Dong fell into contemplation.
"Very strong." Qian Renxue continued. "If not for Miss Bi Ji's timely treatment, I probably would have been seriously injured."
To be honest, Qian Renxue was extremely wary of Tang San. She had only just reached level 90 and hadn't yet obtained her ninth soul ring.
But he, who had fused with the Angel God fragments, could battle even super Douluos above level 95.
Tang San, who had absorbed the Soft Bone Rabbit's soul ring, was only in the eighties.
Yet the power he displayed could actually injure her, who possessed a full set of 100,000-year Angel soulbones—it was truly terrifying.
Moreover, what Ning Rongrong said was to be careful of Tang San and Xiao Wu.
This meaning... the Soft Bone Rabbit didn't die?
Right, the Soft Bone Rabbit had her head chopped off directly before. She could offer sacrifice—perhaps it was related to a god.
And she had indeed sensed that Tang San should have been killed by her, but he hadn't died.
Was it assistance from the person behind them?
Troublesome! For the first time, Qian Renxue felt like her actions were constrained.
Whether it was the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect or Tang San's side, both were unfathomably deep.
"Little Snow, you stay in the Star Dou Great Forest and cultivate with peace of mind. I'll return to the Martial Soul Hall and meet with Qian Daoliu."
"But Grandpa he..."
"I'll join forces with him, plus Golden Crocodile—three of us, I don't believe we can't kill Tang San."
In the end, Qian Renxue agreed with Bibi Dong's words.
She, who had originally wanted to leave the Star Dou Great Forest and return to the Martial Soul Hall, once again held back to stabilize her realm.
At this time, Ning Rongrong and the other two were heading toward the core district.
"Rongrong, what's really going on with Tang San?" Bone Douluo finally couldn't hold back and asked. In recent years, it felt like cross-level battles were as simple as drinking water.
Tang San's Avalokitesvara's Tears—even Bone Douluo, confident as he was, didn't think he could block it.
"Tang San is dead. At least the one from this world is dead."
"What do you mean?"
A question mark appeared on Bone Douluo's forehead.
"I don't know how he did it, but after obtaining the Soft Bone Rabbit's soul ring, it produced a resonance. Then, at the critical moment, he fused with another soul from outside—not quite fusion; it's more like he was devoured."
Tang San's fusion might be related to the Soft Bone Rabbit not dying after having her head chopped off and still being able to offer sacrifice. Perhaps at that time, Xiao Wu had already been engraved onto the Asura God's sword sheath by the Asura God.
Thereby, in the moment of near death, attracting Tang San and Xiao Wu from another world.
This was just Ning Rongrong's guess; she wasn't entirely sure.
Because the fusion of two souls was still essentially Tang San; he hadn't died, so it didn't alert the Asura God who was still mending the seal.
"But the future... has gradually become shrouded in mystery..."
No matter what the future held, Ning Rongrong felt that as long as she was strong enough, she could smash through with a brick.
This was also why she hadn't made a move against Tang San. Compared to a god king who hadn't grown yet, if that Asura God above came down, that would be the real trouble.
Moreover, with Tang San's personality, after devouring his past self, he probably didn't want anyone to know—and that anyone included the Sea God and the Asura God.
"Rongrong, devouring, this..." Bone Douluo's brows furrowed tightly; he completely couldn't keep up with Ning Rongrong's train of thought. His knowledge was just too narrow.
"Normally, of course it's impossible. But what if it's the current Tang San and the future Tang San?"
Bone Douluo's pupils contracted sharply: "You mean—could it be that the future Tang San returned here for some reason and then devoured this Tang San?"
Ning Rongrong nodded: "That's the only explanation I can think of. There are traces of time on him that don't belong to this era, appearing in an extremely short time. Besides that, his soul also possesses divinity."
"It's hard to exist without reaching god level, let alone appearing in that critical moment."
Silence—Bone Douluo fell into a long silence.
"Rongrong, this is a major matter. What should we do?"
"No need to worry about him." Ning Rongrong said, "Qian Renxue is even more anxious than I am. Let's wait and see first. What if my speculation is wrong!"
"Based on my understanding of Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, they will go probe Tang San."
"Bone Grandpa, you don't need to pay attention to these things. Just focus on breaking through to Limit Douluo."
"If the sky falls, Kurumi and I will hold it up."
"As long as it's not a first-tier god from the God Realm coming down, we can ensure they come but never return."