Tang San had basically stated it outright: the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect should mind its own business and not interfere, lest they lift a rock only to drop it on their own feet.
What kind of trump card or advantage did he have!
To speak so arrogantly.
If it were an ordinary person, Ning Fengzhi could naturally ignore it.
But was the one before him ordinary?
No—was he even human?
A future God King reincarnated. For a God King, having any bizarre ability to fight across ranks was nothing unusual—even displaying god-level power would not be impossible.
The previous Love God and the Sea God Bo Saixi—who had capsized in the gutter—both proved this point.
Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to take Tang San's words seriously.
Moreover, Ning Rongrong had said to avoid completely breaking ties if possible—especially before she came out of seclusion, as she could not guarantee things would not develop beyond expectations.
But at the current stage, if they did not break ties and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect did not act, Tang San might very well slaughter everyone and obtain several soul rings without anyone stopping him.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, the Demon Empress, Bi Ji, the Myriad Demon King.
These were all soul beasts comparable to at least 98th-ranked Title Douluo. Their soul rings and soul bones were priceless treasures.
Add to that Tang San himself, who had twin martial souls and very likely still lacked full soul rings. If he managed to obtain them—or fill all his slots—who knew what would happen.
There was basically no possibility of reconciliation between the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Tang San. After all, he himself carried Tang San's mother's soul bone. If that were discovered…
Then it would be game over!
"Daring to absorb my mother's soul bone—the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect already deserves death."
Sometimes events developed beyond human will. Thinking that things might head toward the worst possible outcome,
Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth and made his decision.
"Tang San, I don't care what grudge you have. The matter between Xue Beng and Xue Ke has already ended."
"You should not set foot in the Heaven Dou Empire again."
"Also, Bo Saixi, Tang Chen… Heaven Dou City—today, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is protecting it."
As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi raised the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, one red soul rings appeared. Although they could not compare to Tang San's seven black, two red Blue Silver Emperor martial soul, the terrifying pressure they released was enough to make everyone pay attention.
"Hiss—" As the ancestor of the Clear Sky Sect—one of the former upper three sects that had once stood together—and now the reinstated sect master, Tang Chen's expression shifted slightly. His tone grew grave. "Ning Fengzhi, it seems everyone has underestimated you."
"A 98th-ranked Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Title Douluo. Among all support soul masters on the continent, you are probably the only one worthy of being called number one."
"No, my support ability is still far inferior compared to my daughter Rongrong," Ning Fengzhi shook his head, a trace of pride actually appearing in his tone.
"Ning Rongrong…"
At those three words, Tang Chen immediately fell silent.
An "support soul master" who had nearly killed both him and Bo Saixi with a single sword—even leaving the Sea God's Trident half-destroyed—should have long been expelled from the support soul master category, right?
"Sect Master Ning, are you really unwilling to leave?"
Tang San's voice rang out, carrying a distinctly unfriendly tone.
"Tang San, you have crossed the line," Ning Fengzhi said.
In an instant, two beams of light shot into Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo. The two elders erupted with even stronger power.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin—now at quasi-god level—was extremely close to god level, while Bone Douluo, originally at demi-god level, stepped into quasi-god territory under the stacking buffs.
"Leave the Heaven Dou Empire. I can pretend today's events never happened," Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice. "The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect does not want trouble, but we also hope you will not go too far."
As Ning Fengzhi's words fell, everyone present fell silent. The entire space became deathly still.
The title of the continent's number one support sect was not for nothing. Add to that two Limit Douluo and the 98th-ranked Ning Fengzhi—who could guarantee that Ning Fengzhi was merely an "support soul master"?
Who knew—perhaps this seemingly refined middle-aged man would tear off his shirt to reveal chest muscles comparable to the Titan Giant Ape, capable of twisting off even a 99th-ranked head.
Ning Rongrong was living proof!
Since she was also a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda wielder, it was only reasonable that her father would be even stronger.
In the end, Tang San, Tang Chen, and Bo Saixi exchanged glances and communicated with their eyes before leading the Clear Sky Sect elders and Sea God Island sacred pillars to withdraw from the Heaven Dou Empire.
Watching the group of enemies depart, Ning Fengzhi finally let out a long breath.
He had been extremely hesitant about whether to go to war with Tang San's side right now. He had also planned to use this gap to speak with the soul beasts and advise them to avoid going out, lest they be hunted by Tang San.
The feeling Tang San gave Ning Fengzhi was perhaps even more dangerous than Tang Chen and Bo Saixi combined.
Ning Fengzhi and the other two slowly descended.
The soul power fluctuations lingering in the air, along with the thick scent of blood permeating all of Heaven Dou City, made people feel somewhat nauseous.
Ning Fengzhi had already noticed that the Myriad Demon King had gone outside the city earlier and completely wiped out the noble armies—thoroughly shattering Xue Beng's foundation.
Now it could be said that no one could shake Xue Ke's position anymore.
Any attempt at a coup was basically impossible. The remnants of the previous dynasty were all dead—who would still do such a thing? Even if a small portion remained, they had been thoroughly warned by the display of force.
"Hm?" Ning Fengzhi—who possessed several hundred-thousand-year soul bones and the Sea Princess's six-hundred-thousand-year external soul bone—detected an abnormal ripple in the air. His expression changed abruptly as he cried out:
"Bi Ji, be careful!"
Tang San moved with ghostly footwork, leaving behind an afterimage in the air. He reached Bi Ji in almost unbelievable speed.
However, thanks to Ning Fengzhi's warning, both Spirit Hall and Bi Ji reacted in time.
Tang San glanced sideways at Ning Fengzhi with a flash of coldness in his eyes, but it was only momentary. The arrow was already on the string—he had no choice but to fire.
"Emerald Swan Bi Ji—die!"
He poured even more soul power into the condensed Sea God's Trident replica, along with his spiritual power, merging himself completely with the constructed weapon.
Though it could not compare to the true Sea God's Trident, it was still capable of unleashing skills.
A terrifying pressure poured out as he faced the oncoming Spirit Hall Title Douluo.
"Sea God's Thirteen Forms—Man and Trident as One."
This was the strongest move among the Sea God's Thirteen Forms. In the future, compared to the power of the Asura God position, the Sea God's power would be Tang San's true signature skill.
Water light transformed into countless sharp blades, carrying the momentum of raging waves as they surged forth.
"Puff puff puff—"
Three worshipers above rank 96 were instantly repelled, sent flying like cannonballs.
Tang San's momentum did not slow. He continued channeling the skill toward Bi Ji.
"Do you think we don't exist?"
Golden Crocodile and the Myriad Demon King began defending, while Bi Ji also activated her own defensive skill.
"It's useless." Tang San laughed loudly. "Anyone below quasi-god level is nothing but trash before me."
"Boom!" Golden Crocodile Douluo smashed heavily into the ground dozens of meters away.
The Myriad Demon King was torn in half by the terrifying power of Man and Trident as One.
"Damn it, Tang San! I'll remember you." In his final moments, the Myriad Demon King glared furiously at his opponent. His body turned into a blood mist and vanished—yet no soul ring appeared.
After several rounds of resistance, the power of Tang San's killing strike had already weakened considerably.
"Emerald Light Defense."
This was a skill capable of rebounding attacks—for Bi Ji, it was both offense and defense in one.
But whether it could block Tang San, even Bi Ji had no certainty in her heart.
From the other party's expression, it seemed his target was herself.
Soul rings and soul bones?
After learning that Tang San had twin martial souls, Bi Ji quickly confirmed his purpose.
But even if you kill me, how are you going to absorb them?
Tang San's edge was sharp, but to say he could slaughter everyone freely was unlikely. If he truly could, he would not have resorted to a sneak attack.
Even so, Bi Ji had no intention of sitting still and waiting for death.
She poured all her power into Emerald Light Defense.
"Zzzzt—"
Bi Ji sensed the energy ripples from the Sea God's Trident and said in shock: "This is… the aura of a god!"
(End of chapter)