Chapter 261: The Hidden Weapons of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect
Boom!
A thunderous crash echoed. Yu Luomian barely managed to defend for a few seconds before being blasted away by Chen Xin's terrifying sword aura.
"Fourth Spirit Skill—Killing Intent Unleashed!"
Chen Xin showed no mercy and launched another fierce strike.
His sword aura carried overwhelming murderous energy, a blow meant to finish Yu Luomian once and for all.
But at that moment, a deafening dragon roar split the sky.
Violent lightning crashed down from above, striking between Yu Luomian and the sword slash, just barely blocking the fatal attack.
Taking the full brunt of Sword Douluo's strike, the figure staggered back dozens of meters.
"Yu Yuanzhen," Chen Xin said coldly, narrowing his eyes at the new arrival.
"As expected, your title as the most fearsome attacker is well deserved," Yu Yuanzhen said, standing upright as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He wiped it away, his gaze locking on Sword Douluo.
"Yu Yuanzhen, are you truly declaring war on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Ning Fengzhi stepped forward, his tone sharp.
"It's too late for words," Yu Yuanzhen said coldly, making no effort to explain himself.
The die had been cast—there would be no turning back.
Facing Chen Xin, caution flickered in Yu Yuanzhen's eyes. After using the Blood Demon Ritual to reach level ninety-six, he had believed he could at least challenge Sword Douluo. But after that exchange, it was clear Chen Xin had reached level ninety-seven.
Above level ninety-five, every slight increase in rank was an enormous leap. Facing a level ninety-seven Chen Xin, Yu Yuanzhen knew he had no chance of victory.
Fortunately, the main battle was meant for the Clear Sky Sect to fight.
"Friends—how long will you keep hiding?" he shouted toward the sky.
Instantly, violent surges of spirit power erupted from the air.
Six Titled Douluo appeared, led by Tang Xiao and the five elders of the Clear Sky Sect.
"The Clear Sky Sect?" Ning Fengzhi's expression darkened.
"So you too have decided to war against the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
"Hmph! Sect Master Ning, it was your disciple Luo Ling who first provoked my Clear Sky Sect! Back in the Soto City Great Spirit Arena, he dared slander our sect. Isn't it time your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect gave us an explanation?" Tang Xiao's voice was cold.
"Utter nonsense! When did Luo Ling ever slander your sect?" Ning Fengzhi retorted sharply.
"Still pretending ignorance, Sect Master Ning? The so-called 'Spirit Trickster' from the tournament—wasn't that Luo Ling from your sect?"
"The Trickster is the Trickster, and Luo Ling is Luo Ling. If you intend to fabricate excuses, at least pick a better one," Ning Fengzhi said firmly, refusing to concede.
"So you mean to defy the Clear Sky Sect entirely?"
"Defy? We've done nothing wrong—what explanation do we owe you?" Ning Fengzhi said, his voice steady as steel.
"Enough chatter, Fengzhi," interjected Bone Douluo. "Six Titled Douluo—mere novices who just broke through—and they dare make a scene at our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
He summoned his Bone Dragon Martial Spirit, and a wave of ninety-seven-level spirit power exploded outward.
Through years of cooperation with Spirit Hall, Ning Fengzhi had acquired rare immortal herbs that greatly strengthened both Sword and Bone Douluo, pushing them both to level ninety-seven.
The strength of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was now unrivaled.
Two level ninety-seven Titled Douluo, supported by the world's most powerful auxiliary spirit master—Ning Fengzhi—even a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo would think twice before engaging them.
The revelation shocked their enemies. Yu Yuanzhen's expression hardened, as did the faces of all six Clear Sky Titled Douluo.
Their intelligence had been completely wrong—Bone Douluo had supposedly been level ninety-five, Sword Douluo ninety-six. Reality was far deadlier.
"If you want war, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will not retreat," Ning Fengzhi said icily. "But after this… don't blame us for the vengeance to come."
Yu Yuanzhen and Tang Xiao's faces both darkened—there was no going back now.
"Yu Clan Leader, both Sword and Bone Douluo are level ninety-seven. If you just stand by, we might have to withdraw," Tang Xiao said grimly.
"Our deal was clear," Yu Yuanzhen sneered. "The sect's wealth will be divided seventy-thirty—you take the larger share. Sword and Bone Douluo are your responsibility."
"Yu Clan Leader," Tang Xiao said through a secret voice transmission, "you and I are both level ninety-six. We'll hold off Chen Xin together. The five elders will engage Gu Rong, while Hao will strike Ning Fengzhi from the shadows."
"As for the loot—we'll split it fifty-fifty."
"Agreed," Yu Yuanzhen replied, eyes flashing coldly.
With their bargain settled, the two shared a brief glance.
In the next instant, both surged toward Sword Douluo, while the five Clear Sky elders aimed for Bone Douluo. Ning Fengzhi stood behind, channeling his amplifications.
The battle erupted in a deafening explosion of power.
Eight Titled Douluo clashed, their combined might clearing everything within a thousand meters into a vacuum of devastation.
Meanwhile, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan forces continued their assault on the sect.
Among them were Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and Yu Tianheng.
Their attack was fierce, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had clearly been prepared. Disciples formed tight formations, skillfully coordinating to repel the invaders. For a time, the two sides were locked in stalemate.
Until the balance abruptly tipped.
The sect's disciples began pulling out strange, compact weapons. Sleeved crossbows fired silently, sending volleys of projectiles through the air.
Screams echoed as Blue Lightning Clan warriors fell, their bodies dissolving in flesh-eating corrosion where the bolts struck.
It wasn't just sleeve crossbows—the air filled with whirring sounds as heavier bolts whistled past.
Repeating crossbows launched devastating, poison-laced darts that killed instantly upon contact.
"Zhuge Crossbows?" Tang San froze, speechless.
And not only that—Hidden Sleeve Darts, Flying Hooks, even the infamous Sand Shadow Shooters.
"How!? How does the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have my hidden weapons?" Tang San's eyes went wide in disbelief.
Those designs were his greatest creations—secrets he had stolen at great risk in his previous life—and now they were being unleashed by another sect.
He couldn't accept it.
"Third Brother… those really look like your hidden weapons," Ma Hongjun said uncertainly, glancing at Tang San.
They'd used Tang San's weapons before—there was no mistaking them.
But how did the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect obtain them?
Puzzled shock rippled through the ranks.
As the clan's soldiers fell one after another, Yu Luomian rushed onto the battlefield. Seeing his people dying under the rain of bolts, rage boiled over.
"Die!" he roared, unleashing torrents of Blue Lightning energy that lit up the night in a storm of destruction.
At his level—a peak Spirit Douluo—he was practically a weapon of mass annihilation.
(END CHAPTER)
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