Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

Ning Rongrong looked very uncomfortable; before this, he had no idea that using the Holy Spirit Scroll would cause discomfort.

"Perhaps it's because this is the Grand Elder's scroll, making it particularly powerful?"

He murmured softly.

Just as he was muttering to himself, Ning Rongrong let out another painful groan.

Ning Fengzhi and the others finally couldn't take it anymore.

Liu Ningfengzhi stayed by Ning Rongrong's side to look after her, while Gu Rong and Chen Xin surrounded Lu Ma.

The spirit rings lit up simultaneously from beneath their feet.

Then, the two rushed towards Lu Ma.

Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword was already at his face, almost piercing his skin. Gu Rong's true form of the bone dragon carried a pressure that could tear through space, and its huge bone claws descended, sealing off all space for evasion.

Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shone brightly, amplifying the attack power of the two Title Douluos to its extreme. The air in the entire hall seemed to freeze, humming uncontrollably under the pressure of the raging soul power.

However, faced with this combined attack that was enough to severely injure or even kill an ordinary Title Douluo, Lu Ma, who was controlling Qian Renxue's body, had several thoughts flash through his mind in an instant.

The immense soul power of level 98 surged within his body, and the light of the Angelic Realm was instinctively about to shine again.

With the current power of this body, it's not impossible for it to directly confront or even kill these two level 95 and 96 Title Douluos. After all, even Tang Chen, who was level 99, suffered a great loss at his hands and was eventually purified of his parasite.

Use the Angel's Roar to shake off Chen Xin, then use the Holy Sword in conjunction with the Angel's Assault to break through the Bone Dragon's true form's defensive points, and finally use the Domain to suppress Ning Fengzhi...

The battle plan instantly took shape in my mind.

However, just as his soul power was about to burst forth, Lu Ma's movements froze.

He suddenly felt a little bored.

What difference would it make if we defeated Chen Xin and Gu Rong, and even dealt with Ning Fengzhi in the process?

This is nothing more than a bizarre dream he created himself.

Continuing to fight would only be a repetition of the thrill of battle, a thrill that had already been experienced when defeating Tang Chen.

"That's enough, that's enough."

Lu Ma said to himself.

"It's time to get a good night's sleep."

So, at the very last moment before Chen Xin's sharp sword and Gu Rong's bony claws, which covered the sky, were about to touch his body, his face showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, a relaxed smile slowly appeared on his face.

That smile looked so strange and out of place in the astonished gazes of Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong.

"Ah……"

The angelic realm appeared briefly.

However, the functions are somewhat different.

The current Angel Realm is used to pause time for Chenxin and Gurong.

—This is for showing off.

How can a villain who has traveled a long way to harm Ning Rongrong not leave in a grand manner?

"Now you know my true purpose in coming to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and I have already accomplished what I wanted to do."

"Well then, I wish you a happy life."

Immediately afterward, just as Chen Xin broke through the domain, recovered time, and his attack was about to hit—

Xue Qinghe's figure, along with the strange aura emanating from him, vanished completely from the spot without warning!

There were no spatial fluctuations, no dissipation of soul power, and no trace left behind. The person who was standing there a moment ago vanished into nothingness the next, as if they had never existed.

boom--!

Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword slashed through the air, its sharp sword energy carving a deep trench in the ground; Gu Rong's bone claws slammed down, shattering the solid floor and sending dust billowing into the air. Both attacks landed on empty air, the immense force rebounding back and causing their blood to surge, their faces filled with disbelief and horror.

"Disappeared...disappeared?"

Chen Xin said in disbelief, his gaze frantically scanning the empty space in front of him, his hand holding the sword trembling slightly.

He had never seen such a bizarre way of disappearing, leaving not even a trace or a fluctuation of soul power behind!

Gu Rong also withdrew his true form as a bone dragon, his face filled with solemnity and confusion:

"What's going on? A spatial soul skill? No, it can't be completely without a trace! What... what kind of technique is this?"

He looked at Ning Fengzhi, who was equally bewildered. The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand had dimmed slightly, clearly also stunned by this incomprehensible scene.

"As expected of the Holy Spirit Cult, they have some tricks up their sleeves!" Chen Xin cursed angrily.

"Ugh—!"

Just then, a suppressed groan of pain broke the deathly silence.

Ning Rongrong's body trembled violently. She could no longer hold on and her knees buckled, causing her to kneel on the ground.

The two Holy Spirit scrolls in her hands opened simultaneously, and the violent and chaotic soul power surged and tore wildly through her delicate meridians like an out-of-control torrent!

Yes, open them simultaneously.

Just as Ning Rongrong tried to close the scroll, she found that not only could she not do it, but she also unconsciously opened another scroll.

Chapter 120 Senior Sister Gu Yuena?

The enormous energy forcibly injected far exceeded Ning Rongrong's body's capacity, and a streak of glaring blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"Rongrong!" Ning Fengzhi and the other two's expressions changed drastically. They no longer cared about investigating the mystery of "Xue Qinghe's" disappearance and immediately surrounded Ning Rongrong, trying their best to use their soul power to help her clear the violent energy inside her body.

However, the strange soul power originating from the Holy Spirit Scroll was exceptionally stubborn and repulsive. As soon as their soul power entered, it was as if a drop of water sank into the ocean, and there were even faint signs of being devoured, leaving the three helpless.

The smoke and dust had not yet dissipated.

Ning Rongrong's panting and the shouts of the three elders mingled together.

Just as this suffocating atmosphere reached its peak—

Thump, thump, thump.

Clear and steady footsteps suddenly came from the main hall's door, which was half-open due to the aftershocks of the Dust Heart Sword Qi.

The three of them froze instantly, their eyes all turning towards the doorway.

A figure stood there silently. Backlit, its gender indistinguishable from its clothing.

He wore a neatly tailored black robe, the hem of which fluttered gently in the breeze passing through the hall.

His face was covered by a metallic raven mask.

"And who are you? Are you also a member of the Holy Spirit Cult? What did you do to the guards?"

Ning Fengzhi immediately became alert.

When did the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School become open to the public, so that people could come and go as they pleased?

Xue Qinghe is alright, after all, he is his "apprentice".

He didn't recognize the person in front of him.

However, since Xue Qinghe is a member of the Holy Spirit Cult, then the person in front of him must also be a member of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong also realized this and immediately prepared for battle.

The man in black robes did not answer immediately, but stood there quietly, his gaze fixed on Ning Rongrong, who was curled up in pain.

After a moment, she let out a very soft sigh.

Then, under the astonished and uncertain gazes of Ning Fengzhi and the other two, she slowly raised her hand, her slender, fair fingers resting on the edge of the crow mask.

"Click".

With a soft click, the mask was removed.

In an instant, the entire hall became brighter.

The face revealed beneath the mask possessed a breathtaking beauty that transcended ordinary understanding.

Her long, silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, a few strands brushing her forehead. Her skin was delicate, and her eyes were a clear, translucent purple.

Even with Ning Fengzhi's vast experience and Chen Xin Gu Rong's unwavering resolve, they couldn't help but gasp at this moment, their eyes revealing undisguised amazement.

The woman's beauty even surpassed all their imagination of the word "beauty".

However, this amazing moment only lasted for a brief instant.

Ning Fengzhi snapped back to his senses, his eyes instantly turning sharp as knives.

Even the most beautiful appearance can be a deadly poison if it harbors hostility!

He was almost certain that someone with such an aura and a bizarre entrance must be connected to the Holy Spirit Cult!

Chen Xin and Gu Rong immediately snapped out of their daze, their soul power surging once more as they locked onto the woman who was now some distance from the doorway, their killing intent intensifying.

The other party dared to approach them the moment their minds wavered!

The woman seemed oblivious to the murderous intent.

She let out a soft sigh, her voice clear and melodious:

"The guards are unharmed; they've simply fallen asleep. I'm not here to be an enemy."

As she spoke, she strode forward, ignoring Chen Xin and Gu Rong's attack stance, and walked straight toward Ning Rongrong.

"I am Gu Yuena, Rongrong's senior sister."

"Senior Sister?"

Ning Fengzhi's pupils contracted sharply, his shock intensifying.

When did Rongrong get such a senior sister? He had never heard of it!

She's clearly not from Shrek Academy, but a senior from somewhere else!

Although he had guessed that Ning Rongrong had a master they didn't know about before she revealed her identity, after Ning Rongrong confessed, they all subconsciously thought that Ning Rongrong's strangeness stemmed from the Holy Spirit Cult...

Eh?

No. You never know. What if there really is a lineage...?