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Chapter 434.

Wang Feng's heart stirred. With his mental power and affinity for his breath, he could easily command the small, low-consciousness animals around him. Within moments, these creatures scattered in different directions, their movements swift and unnoticed. This was all done in just two or three seconds.

Once the animals dispersed, Wang Feng returned to Ning Rongrong, casually telling her that he had found nothing. Together, they continued walking toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect's fortress.

As they neared, Wang Feng noticed the many lights shining brightly within the Nine-Forged Castle.

"Why are there so few disciples patrolling such a large castle?" he suddenly asked, his voice curious.

"Well, outer disciples generally patrol, but not many," Ning Rongrong replied, blinking. "Also, some disciples have been sent out recently for other tasks, so there are fewer patrolling. But don't worry! This is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect—no one would dare to attack us?"

Wang Feng didn't comment, though he thought about how things might unfold. They soon reached the gates of the fortress.

As they walked in, Ning Rongrong immediately ran toward her father, Ning Fengzhi, who, along with the two Titled Douluos, was waiting in the square. It appeared that they had been expecting them for a while.

"Father!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed happily, her face lighting up with a bright smile. "You weren't lying! Wang Feng really showed up yesterday! Look, he's here with me!"

She pointed at Wang Feng, who had been a few steps behind her. Ning Fengzhi looked at him for a moment, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes. Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo also turned to observe Wang Feng.

"Indeed, I didn't expect him to be alive," Ning Fengzhi said with a faint smile. "This is truly unexpected."

There was something deeper behind his words, though Ning Rongrong didn't seem to notice, continuing to chat eagerly.

"Father, Wang Feng has come here for something important. Let me explain..."

"Long time no see, Sect Master Ning," Wang Feng said, stepping forward.

"Boy, you've changed a lot!" Sword Douluo remarked, a teasing grin on his face. "You're looking more and more handsome. Just this morning, Rongrong sent word that you escaped from the Supreme Pontiff's Palace, with even your martial soul sealed, yet you somehow survived due to an adventure of your own. Now I see you—there's something special about you."

Sword Douluo's tone was light, but there was a hint of approval in his words. "But, boy, can you still withstand my three attacks? Are you here to take Rongrong away, then?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Ning Rongrong, blushing, quickly intervened, "Grandpa Sword, what are you saying? Wang Feng is a guest!"

"Hahaha, girl, don't forget the rules of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect," Bone Douluo chuckled hoarsely. "As an auxiliary system soul master, your partner must be a soul master with combat abilities—someone who can protect you."

It was a well-known rule of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect.

Ning Rongrong pouted, "I know, but don't you know about Wang Feng's strength? Even if he can't use his martial soul right now, his –body is incredibly strong. Together, the six Shrek monsters couldn't even defeat him. There's no need to prove it!"

"Who says it's unnecessary?" Ning Fengzhi suddenly spoke up, his tone calm yet serious. "We've seen it with our own eyes. So, how about this—let Wang Feng face Grandpa Sword in a duel? Even if he can't use his martial soul, it shouldn't be too difficult."

Ning Rongrong hesitated, feeling a little awkward but unable to come up with an excuse. This was the sect's rule after all.

"Then Grandpa Sword, you mustn't hurt Wang Feng!" she said, looking at Sword Douluo with concern.

Sword Douluo laughed softly, shaking his head. "Don't worry, I won't hurt him."

Wang Feng, standing nearby, reassured her, "Don't worry, Senior Sword won't hurt me."

With a nod, Ning Rongrong turned and walked toward the square with Wang Feng. As they passed, the lights from around the square illuminated the area, casting a warm glow on the scene.

Sword Douluo looked at Wang Feng from a distance with a smile. In the next instant, his nine soul rings lit up, and the Seven Killing Sword slowly materialized, which he then gripped in his hand.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong was stunned. She quickly called out, "Grandpa Sword, isn't this a challenge to tale three hits? Why are you using your martial soul?"

Before she could finish her words, the sword flickered and Sword Douluo attacked Wang Feng suddenly.

At the same time, Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, held in his hand, suddenly glowed brightly. Several powerful beams of light shot directly toward Sword Douluo, greatly amplifying the killing intent of the Seven Killing Sword.

Sword Douluo, a Title Douluo at the ninety-sixth level, locked onto Wang Feng with deadly precision. His killing intent soared, and the power of the attack became overwhelming.

With Ning Fengzhi's seventy-ninth-level Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda enhancing Sword Douluo's strength, the attack became even more formidable—equivalent to that of a Title Douluo at level ninety-seven. A full-strength strike from Sword Douluo was almost impossible for a normal Title Douluo to withstand.

"Breaking the Mountain Sword!" Sword Douluo yelled, unleashing the most powerful move of the Seven Killing Sword. The force was crushing, a deep and devastating blow that was faster than any ordinary soul ability, making it nearly unavoidable.

The atmosphere turned tense, and it seemed as if Wang Feng had no chance to defend. But just as the strike was about to land, Wang Feng suddenly erupted with an immense and terrifying aura, far surpassing the battle energy of Ning Rongrong and the others from yesterday.

With a swift movement, he sidestepped, and a massive wave of soul power gathered as he hurriedly launched a counterattack with a punch.

The two forces clashed, and while Wang Feng's punch diverted some of the power, his arm was still severely injured, a deep bloodied gash opening on it. His body was sent flying back, and his clothes were torn to pieces, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Grandpa Sword!!!!What are you doing?!!!" 

Ning Rongrong shouted angrily. "Wasn't this supposed to be a test of strength? Dad, why are you still helping Grandpa Sword?"

As she rushed toward Wang Feng, Ning Fengzhi stopped her with a firm grip.

He looked at Wang Feng with sharp, discerning eyes and spoke in a deep voice, "Rongrong, your Grandpa Sword's attack just now, no Titled Douluo below level ninety-five could have withstood it. Do you really think that Wang Feng, who can't use his martial soul, could have survived that so easily? Did you not notice the special fluctuations in his soul power just now?"

Ning Rongrong froze for a moment, processing her father's words. She had been so concerned about Wang Feng earlier that she hadn't considered the details.

Looking back, she now realized—Wang Feng had told her he couldn't use his martial soul, and he had no soul power left. There was no way he could have had the strength to withstand Sword Douluo's attack.

If he had this kind of power, he wouldn't have struggled so much when fighting the others yesterday.

The only explanation was...

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