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A cold white light suddenly spread from Xuan Ming's body, and the falling raindrops actually froze in mid-air.
The black-clad thieves were intimidated by this sudden terrifying pressure. The Royal Knights and Holy Emperor Warriors seized the opportunity to counterattack and complete their offensive.
Xuan Ming did not stop, merely shuttling rapidly through the crowd.
His Domain expanded with his movement. Every black-clad thief enveloped by the white light was greatly affected. The weaker ones directly lost their ability to resist, while the stronger ones fell into a brief paralysis due to this abrupt interference, and were then quickly killed by the Holy Emperor Warriors.
In the past, such movement would have resulted in an indiscriminate suppression of both friend and foe, but after obtaining the Icefire Dragon Sovereign Crown, he could even precisely differentiate and suppress both sides in a chaotic battle.
Xuan Ming barely made a direct move, yet merely traversing the battlefield had a decisive impact on the situation.
This also allowed him to confirm: most of these black-clad assassins did not exceed level fifty, and many of them were not even Spirit Masters.
If not for relying on this poisonous rain, they would never have been able to entangle with the Holy Emperor Warriors to this extent.
At this moment, a shadow lurking in the dark was tightly locked onto Xuan Ming.
He had originally thought he would have to wait until this hopeless ambush was over and everyone relaxed their guard before finding an opportunity to act, but he never expected Xuan Ming to be so impulsive.
Not only did he leave the Supreme Pontiff's side, but he even charged into the melee!
If Xuan Ming had stayed by the Supreme Pontiff's side, he would have had no chance, but now, this guy had voluntarily left the protection of a Titled Douluo and plunged into the chaotic battlefield.
However, the shadow still did not act rashly. He merely used spiritual tracking to firmly lock onto Xuan Ming, waiting for him to move further away from the Supreme Pontiff, and further away from Ghost Douluo.
He didn't know how Xuan Ming had detected him last time, but since the opponent had the ability to detect his sneak attack, the difficulty of a single fatal blow had greatly increased.
In front of the Supreme Pontiff and Ghost Douluo, he wouldn't get a second chance!
At the same time, at the Royal Fighting Team's camp.
Unlike other unfortunate academies, with Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin present, those black-clad thieves simply had no chance to get close. At first, Chen Xin only secretly lent a hand, giving everyone a chance to train, but after discovering that the rainwater had a strong paralyzing effect, Chen Xin directly released his Titled Douluo-level spirit power pressure.
Sensing this absolutely fatal threat, those black-clad thieves no longer dared to advance. Even a Spirit Douluo, once stepping into Chen Xin's Sword Domain at this moment, would undoubtedly die!
What's more, most of these attacking black-clad individuals were Spirit Masters below level sixty. If not for the existence of this poisonous rain, they would have long been unilaterally slaughtered and annihilated by the Holy Emperor Warriors.
Facing a Titled Douluo unaffected by the poisonous rain, approaching was tantamount to seeking death.
"Fengzhi, these people are professional assassins," Chen Xin said in a deep voice.
Under his deterrence, the black-clad thieves only dared not approach this side, but were still attacking other academy convoys. This was truly too unusual!
If it were an ordinary Spirit Master, no, any normal person! They should have fled after sensing his spirit power! Yet none of these black-clad individuals retreated!
"Their attack seems aimless, killing anyone they see, but what's the point?" Ning Fengzhi frowned deeply.
Xuan Ming was under the Supreme Pontiff's protection. No matter who the attackers were, it was impossible for them to break through the guard of three Titled Douluo!
Even if the Seven Great Families also had Titled Douluo, they would never dare to engage in a direct conflict with the Supreme Pontiff!
The cost of acting against the Supreme Pontiff was something even the Clear Sky Sect could not bear, let alone the Seven Great Families?
"Fengzhi, Xuan Ming has left the Supreme Pontiff's camp," Chen Xin looked at the white light rapidly approaching this side.
"What?" Ning Fengzhi was startled, "He's coming over?"
"His Domain interference is extremely strong; he's helping everyone regain the advantage," Chen Xin explained.
The control effect of this poisonous rain was too terrifying; anyone below Spirit Saint level without precautions was powerless to resist.
This was at least released by a Spirit Douluo, and lasting so long, there must be a support system Spirit Master amplifying it.
Across the continent, apart from Spirit Hall and the Seven Great Sects, those who could orchestrate such a large-scale event, besides the Seven Great Families, were only the Two Great Empires' Imperial Families.
"Fengzhi, has the Emperor said anything?" Chen Xin asked.
"No, at least he didn't tell me," Ning Fengzhi frowned deeply.
"Qinghe, is the Imperial Family taking any action?"
Xue Qinghe shook his head, "No, at least I haven't received any news."
"This attack definitely wasn't orchestrated by a single party," Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice.
"The fighting style of many black-clad assassins is not from the Tiandou Empire, but from the Xingluo side."
"First, this rain forced the Supreme Pontiff to disperse the Holy Emperor Warriors to protect everyone, but the power of this rainwater was somewhat unexpected; even the Holy Emperor Warriors couldn't withstand it."
"Now Xuan Ming has joined the battlefield. Although he's helping everyone regain the advantage, he's also put himself in the danger zone."
"Next, the real assassins should be making their move."
No sooner had Ning Fengzhi finished speaking than a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from afar, as if it were some kind of signal.
Immediately following, the black-clad thieves who had been attacking various academy convoys began to rapidly converge towards Xuan Ming's location, as if they had received new orders. Their movements were uniform and coordinated, clearly indicating they were highly trained professional assassins.
"This is bad." Ning Fengzhi's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to have Chen Xin intervene, a grey-robed figure suddenly intruded into Chen Xin's Sword Domain.
The newcomer did not act, merely standing still, creating a standoff with Chen Xin. But judging from the aura emanating from him, which could resist Chen Xin's Domain, the opponent was also a Titled Douluo!
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, perhaps it's best not to interfere in this matter?" the grey-robed man said faintly.
Chen Xin, holding the Seven Kill Sword, did not directly attack but looked at Ning Fengzhi.
Ning Fengzhi stared at the grey-robed man: "You've used such a large force; have you considered the consequences?"
"The Supreme Pontiff values Xuan Ming so much. Whether this assassination succeeds or fails, she will not let this rest."
"The Supreme Pontiff certainly won't let it rest, but what if she is no longer the Supreme Pontiff?" the grey-robed man countered faintly.
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi and the others' expressions changed dramatically.
This simple sentence carried an astonishing amount of information!
No longer the Supreme Pontiff?
Could this assassination also involve internal power struggles within Spirit Hall?
"School Master Ning, that kid being alive is not good for anyone. We know the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has a special relationship with him, but since I am here, you have an excuse not to act," the grey-robed man said indifferently, "So, don't go over there, alright?"
Ning Fengzhi fell silent.
From the perspective of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Tiandou Imperial Family's interests, they indeed should not intervene at this time.
The opponent sending a Titled Douluo to intercept them had given them ample excuse, but… "Papa! Grandpa Sword!"
Ning Rongrong and her group, soaked by the rain and feeling weak, poked their heads out of the carriage where they were sheltering and looked anxiously at the white light in the distance.
"Papa! Brother Xuan Ming is surrounded!"
"Teacher." Xue Qinghe also seemed anxious.
On this trip, with Sword Douluo as escort, and the Supreme Pontiff's convoy accompanying them, Snake Lance and Porcupinefish Douluo had already returned to Spirit City with Gold Crocodile Douluo. She had no one to dispatch at this moment!
Moreover, judging by the grey-robed man's words just now, even if Snake Lance and Porcupinefish were here, they might not obey her orders to rescue Xuan Ming!
Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong with red-rimmed eyes, then met Chen Xin's gaze, and finally sighed, the seven-colored light shimmering in his palm: "Uncle Sword, act!"
Chen Xin no longer hesitated, the Seven Kill Sword glowed brightly, and a fierce sword qi struck directly at the grey-robed man!
"Ning Fengzhi! You're crazy!" The grey-robed man was both shocked and enraged.
He was no match for Chen Xin to begin with, and now Ning Fengzhi was assisting; how could he possibly block them?
Ning Fengzhi did not respond, only silently assisted Chen Xin, no one could see through his thoughts.
Facing Chen Xin's swift offensive, the grey-robed man knew he was no match, so he simply gave up blocking and instead lunged towards the Royal Fighting Team's carriage!
Chen Xin was forced to switch from offense to defense.
"Chen Xin, I indeed can't stop you, but if you dare to go over, I can't guarantee their safety," the grey-robed man threatened faintly.
Chen Xin frowned deeply, wielding the Seven Kill Sword incessantly, streaks of sword qi crisscrossing, forming a dense sword net that forced the grey-robed man to retreat steadily.
And the grey-robed man, knowing he was no match for Chen Xin, had no intention of fighting, merely switching targets between the carriage and Ning Fengzhi.
The situation became extremely tense for a while. Even with Ning Fengzhi's assistance, Chen Xin could not do more while protecting both sides.
Meanwhile, on Xuan Ming's side, besieged by numerous black-clad thieves, he no longer held back.
The white light suppression was pushed to its extreme, violent lightning flashed, and as Blood Spear swung, it brought forth streaks of blood shadows. Wherever it passed, black-clad thieves screamed and fell to the ground.
However, these black-clad thieves seemed to know nothing of pain or death. Even severely wounded, they continued to rush towards Xuan Ming one after another.
The students from various academies, protected by the Holy Emperor Warriors, were all astonished to see Xuan Ming display such terrifying strength.
"How dare you!"
A sharp shout echoed from afar, followed by a pungent stench, as Dugu Bo, hidden in the shadows, finally made his move.
He had originally intended to act when the grey-robed man tried to attack the carriage, but considering the possibility of the opponent having a backup plan, he waited for a moment.
But now Xuan Ming was surrounded, and he had no choice but to act!
But just as Dugu Bo was halfway through his charge, another purple-robed figure darted out from the darkness, forcefully blocking him!
"What?!" Dugu Bo's heart was greatly shaken.
Another Titled Douluo!
Dugu Yan and her group, who had just breathed a sigh of relief in the carriage, became tense again.
Ning Fengzhi was also shocked.
The Seven Great Families were actually able to enlist two Titled Douluo! And they were truly willing to deploy such a force for this matter!
No! This attack is definitely not just because of Xuan Ming!