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Watching Gu Rong fall, Luo Nan did not even spare him another glance, let alone have any intention of going down to finish him off.
He put away the remaining power of the Dark Heaven-Rending Claw, his figure flickered, and he completely melted into the endless night, speeding away into the distance.
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, is it? You meddling old bone..."
"I have noted down this debt. Once I am done handling the matters at hand, the next place I visit will be the treasury of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
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"Hurry! It is right ahead! That terrifying Soul Power fluctuation just now came from here!"
Accompanied by shouts, dozens of figures plummeted into the woods like shooting stars.
The person at the lead had a scholar-like face and a noble temperament, holding a pagoda radiating seven-colored light in his hand. He was none other than Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
"Sect Master! Come and look quickly! There is someone here!"
Suddenly, a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect guard searching in the ruins let out a distorted, terrified scream.
Ning Fengzhi's heart sank heavily, and an extremely ominous premonition surged into his mind. His figure flashed, and he instantly arrived by the guard's side.
When he saw clearly the bloody, mutilated figure lying at the bottom of the deep pit, Ning Fengzhi felt his brain buzz, his vision went black for a moment, and he almost toppled to the ground headfirst.
"Uncle Bone!!!"
Ning Fengzhi let out a heart-wrenching cry of grief, recklessly charging into the deep pit.
Lying at the bottom of the pit was none other than Gu Rong, one of the two pillar supports of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
At this moment, how could Gu Rong still have even a shred of the majesty of a Titled Douluo?
His right side was almost completely torn apart, his pale bones were fractured inch by inch, and his internal organs were clearly visible.
Most terrifyingly, lingering around his wounds was a layer of extremely dense, overwhelmingly domineering black mist.
This black mist was like bone-gnawing maggots, frantically devouring the last remaining vitality within Gu Rong's body and preventing his wounds from healing.
Gu Rong's eyes were tightly shut, and his aura was extremely weak, like a flickering candle in the wind, about to be extinguished at any moment.
"Healing-type Spirit Masters! Hurry! All healing-type Spirit Masters, immediately treat Uncle Bone! Hurry up!!!"
Ning Fengzhi's eyes were bloodshot, roaring like an enraged lion.
From the accompanying team, four healing-type Spirit Masters immediately rushed out.
Seeing Gu Rong's miserable state, the four healing-type Spirit Masters also gasped sharply.
Daring not to show the slightest negligence, they immediately released their respective Spirits.
For a time, soft white light, vibrant green light, and warm golden radiance intertwined, transforming into streams of pure healing Soul Power that continuously poured into Gu Rong's body.
However, a despairing scene occurred.
Those powerful healing Soul Powers, which were sufficient to allow ordinary Spirit Masters to regrow severed limbs, unexpectedly vanished like clay oxen entering the sea upon contacting the layer of black mist at Gu Rong's wounds, instantly being devoured completely!
That dark power was extremely domineering, not only repelling all external healing, but even following the guidance of the healing Soul Power in an attempt to backlash against those few healing-type Spirit Masters!
"Puff!"
A healing-type Spirit Master with slightly weaker cultivation abruptly spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, retreating several steps with a pale face, his eyes filled with shock:
"Such a terrifying dark attribute! This... this is simply not a power we can contend against!"
The other three healing-type Spirit Masters were also covered in cold sweat. Even with all their might, they could only barely suppress the blood continuously spilling from Gu Rong's wounds and were completely unable to dispel that fatal dark aura.
After a full half-hour, the Soul Power of the four healing-type Spirit Masters was nearly exhausted, and they dejectedly put away their Spirits.
"Sect Master Ning... We are incompetent..."
"The injuries of Lord Bone Douluo... are truly too severe."
"That dark power is extremely bizarre; it has completely invaded His Lordship's internal organs."
"Most fatally, His Lordship's heart meridians have been torn apart by nearly eighty percent by that power!"
"What did you say?!" Ning Fengzhi was struck as if by lightning, his body shaking violently.
The old man gritted his teeth and pressed on:
"Damaged heart meridians are fatal injuries."
"Just now, even with all our might, we could only barely protect His Lordship's last remaining trace of heart meridians from breaking, temporarily keeping a breath in him."
"However, with the healing Spirit Abilities of our Rank, we are simply unable to repair the damaged heart meridians, let alone eradicate that domineering dark Origin."
"Then how can we save Uncle Bone?! Tell me! No matter how great the price, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can afford it!" Ning Fengzhi said quickly.
It could be heard that Ning Fengzhi was extremely anxious.
The old man shook his head bitterly:
"Sect Master Ning, this is not a matter of money or Heaven And Earth Treasures."
"Wanting to repair the heart meridians and eradicate this level of dark Origin, looking across the entire Douluo Continent, I'm afraid only one Spirit can accomplish it."
"Nine Heart Begonia!"
Ning Fengzhi's pupils suddenly constricted.
"In the world today, only Senior Granny Ye Ci might have the ability to pull Lord Bone Douluo back from the gates of hell."
"Granny Ye Ci..."
Hearing this name, Ning Fengzhi's heart instantly sank to the bottom, his face as ashen as death.
Granny Ye Ci was a legendary figure from the same era as Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
However, the Nine Heart Begonia Family had always been passed down through a single line per generation, and their whereabouts were secretive, rarely moving about in the Spirit Master's world.
Especially Granny Ye Ci, who was advanced in age and rumored to have lived in seclusion for many years, ignoring worldly affairs.
Wanting to find her in the vast sea of people was simply harder than ascending to heaven!
"Aside from Nine Heart Begonia, is there truly no other way?"
Ning Fengzhi's voice carried a hint of thinly veiled despair and trembling.
The reason the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could securely sit in the position of the Upper Three Sects relied on none other than the two pillar supports, Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
Now, Gu Rong was heavily injured and on the verge of death. If he truly could not be saved, the strength of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would inevitably suffer a massive blow, and it might even cause violent turbulence in the structure of the entire Spirit Master's world!
This loss was something the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect absolutely could not afford to bear!
"Sect Master Ning, please forgive this old man for speaking bluntly; aside from Senior Granny Ye Ci, at most we can only rely on continuously inputting healing Soul Power to keep Lord Bone Douluo alive."
"But this is merely drinking poison to quench thirst, and at most he can only hold on for three months..."
The old man lowered his head, not daring to meet Ning Fengzhi's eyes.
Ning Fengzhi stood blankly on the spot, looking at Gu Rong, whose breath was like a gossamer thread at the bottom of the pit.
His hands clenched tightly into fists, his fingernails sinking deeply into his palms, and fresh blood dripped down between his fingers, but he was completely unaware of it.
However, Ning Fengzhi was after all a generation's overlord and the helmsman of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
After a brief despair and loss of composure, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the grief and panic in his heart, and his gaze turned sharp and firm once more.
"Immediately prepare the smoothest carriage and send Uncle Bone back to the Sect's base!"
"Pass down my order: all healing-type Spirit Masters within the Sect will take turns transmitting Soul Power to Uncle Bone, and at all costs, his life must be preserved!"
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