Chapter 180: No More Hiding (7k-word Chapter)

Following the host's command, both sides immediately summoned their martial souls.

"Black Night Silent Illumination, Moonlight Fills the Sky!" Ning Feiliu circulated the soul power within his body, and as two streams of moonlight surged out from him, they condensed in his hands into two unique weapons that looked like glazed glass.

The audience present all cheered and jumped for joy; they were, of course, very familiar with "Yafei's" Crescent Moon Divine Weapon, and they could even recognize which of the five distinct Crescent Moon Divine Weapons it was at a single glance.

"As expected, it's Falling Bright and Firefly Flame again!" the audience shouted aloud.

"Every time Yafei participates in a Team Battle Spirit Fight, he uses Falling Bright, this Crescent Moon Divine Weapon with powerful control soul skills, to fight as the Control System Battle Soul Master in the team."

"After all, the Moon Emperor Team currently doesn't have a Control System Battle Soul Master."

"It doesn't matter; even without a Control System Battle Soul Master, the Moon Emperor Team can still defeat their opponents!"

"Whether Yafei uses the Summoning of the God of Smelting or the Summoning of the God of Ice and Snow, he can wipe out the other side in one go!"

"Hahaha! Does he even need to use his own self-created spirit skills to deal with the Soul Burial Team? You're overthinking it. The current Yafei is no longer a Soul Elder level Spirit Master; he has consecutively defeated seven Soul Ancestors while crossing ranks!"

"Exactly, exactly. Since the establishment of the Moon Emperor Team, Yafei hasn't even used his two great self-created spirit skills, and he has still been able to directly defeat his opponents."

"The Moon Emperor Team... is simply invincible! Yafei is undoubtedly the number one Spirit Master of the young generation! Not to mention our Heaven Dou City, even looking across the entire Douluo Dalu, he is a peerless genius unmatched by anyone!"

"In the next Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, the name Yafei will surely resound throughout the entire continent!"

"Wait! The Spirit Fighting Battle has started!"

……

At this moment, the martial souls of all sixteen Spirit Masters on the Douhun Platform had been released.

Compared to the Moon Emperor Team's side, where top-tier martial souls bloomed with colorful radiance in an exceptionally magnificent display.

The Soul Burial Team truly appeared plain and simple; their ordinary martial souls lacked the blessing of special powers, appearing merely as simple half-beasts or figures holding weapons.

Their Soul Rings were also somewhat chaotic; apart from Li Zang and two members whose cultivation was clearly also at level thirty-nine, who had the optimal two-yellow and one-purple Soul Ring configuration, the other three team members—the sickle Spirit Master had a one-white, one-yellow, and one-purple configuration, while the remaining two had the inferior one-white, two-yellow configuration.

Compared to the Moon Emperor Team, where everyone uniformly possessed century-year and thousand-year Soul Rings that bloomed with yellow and purple light, the extra few white halos appeared slightly cheap.

However, Ning Feiliu was focused from the very first moment on the two new members of the Soul Burial Team who had never appeared in previous data.

"Spirit Possession." Seemingly disdaining to summon their martial souls together with the six members of the Soul Burial Team, those two new members only circulated their soul power to summon their martial souls after Li Zang and the others had finished.

Under the pressure of their soul power, their bodies erupted simultaneously with an intense cyan light from their right hands, carrying an extremely sharp cutting aura, which condensed in their hands into... two light and magnificent cyan long swords.

Beneath their feet, six Soul Rings rose for each of them, two yellow and one purple—an absolutely optimal Soul Ring configuration.

Instantly, the moment both sides summoned their martial souls, the Spirit Fighting Battle officially began.

Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin, as Assault System Battle Soul Masters, charged instantly toward Li Zang and the others at the front of the Soul Burial Team, and the Shi Family Brothers also summoned their martial souls to coordinate with the Blue Dragon twins in the charge.

Meanwhile, Yufeng and Oslo also moved, preparing to launch attacks at any time.

Only Ning Feiliu and Ye Lingling remained at the back of the team, not colliding directly with the Soul Burial Team alongside their teammates, but preparing to adapt to the situation.

However……

"This is..." Ning Feiliu was stunned for a moment. He could tell from the appearance of the martial souls of the two new additions to the Soul Burial Team that these never-before-seen long sword martial souls were definitely top-tier! Just then, Ye Lingling beside him frowned and said, "They are actually from the Wind Sword Sect."

"Wind Sword Sect?" Ning Feiliu asked with some confusion.

He didn't seem to have heard this name before, and he had no impression of it when he read the Douluo Dalu series of novels.

"Hmm... although the Seven Great Sects are the most famous on the continent, besides these seven, there are many other Spirit Master sects in existence." Ye Lingling immediately said in a low voice, "This Wind Sword Sect is one of them. Its martial soul, the Feng Sword, possesses speed like the wind. In terms of killing ability, it is second only to the Seven Kill Sword of the Sword Douluo senior, one of the two Supreme Elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, among sword-type martial souls."

"A top-tier sword-type martial soul second only to the Seven Kill Sword?" Ning Feiliu frowned.

He vaguely felt that something was not quite right. How could the Soul Burial Team suddenly have two Spirit Masters with top-tier martial souls? In fact, if Ning Feiliu had watched the Douluo Dalu animation in his past life, he would have recognized this so-called Wind Sword Sect; after all, in the settings extended from the animation, this Wind Sword Sect was one of the new Seven Great Spirit Master Sects that had defected to the Spirit Hall.

The Sect Master of the Wind Sword Sect was even killed in the animation after clashing with Tang San.

However, Ning Feiliu only had a superficial understanding of Douluo Dalu and did not remember it very clearly.

The original novel plot did not have much screen time or story for the new Seven Great Spirit Master Sects like the Wind Sword Sect. If it were one of the new Seven Great Spirit Master Sects that had significant roles in the novel, like the Holy Dragon Sect or the Elephant Armored Sect, he might have had some impression.

"Hmm, but it is said that the Spirit Hall has been trying to win them over in recent years." Ye Lingling immediately added.

She was not actually certain, as the channels for obtaining information in an ancient setting like Douluo Dalu were limited, and many pieces of news were merely rumors.

"The Spirit Hall is trying to win them over?" Ning Feiliu felt even more that something was wrong.

But for the sake of winning this final one-hundredth Spirit Fighting Battle, no matter who stood in his way, even if Tang San and the Shrek Seven Devils were here, he would take this victory! He stared at the intense battle ahead.

Although Li Zang and the others had higher soul power cultivation, facing heaven-gifted prodigies like Yu Tianheng who possessed top-tier martial souls, they could not fully manifest the crushing power of their cultivation.

Especially the electric-wielding humanoid tyrannosaurs Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin, who, with the coordination of the Shi Family Brothers, were actually fighting to a stalemate against Li Zang and the other higher-cultivation Spirit Masters! Yufeng was also using his aerial advantage in mid-air to continuously coordinate with Yu Tianheng and the others to attack the members of the Soul Burial Team.

"First Soul Skill! Thunder Dragon Claw!" Lightning splashed beneath Yu Tianheng's feet, and then his right hand condensed a lightning-flashing dragon claw, which landed fiercely on the sickle Spirit Master of the Soul Burial Team!

The lightning spread across his body; the sensation of that electric current passing through a human body was something no one could endure.

"Ahhhhhhh——!!" The sickle Spirit Master immediately let out a painful wail.

"Lu Guan!" Li Zang and the others were immediately distracted and shouted loudly.

Just at this moment……

"Now is the time!" Oslo, who had been roaming the edge of the Douhun Platform, waiting for an opportunity, finally found his chance.

He turned into a black shadow, erupted with extremely fast speed, released sharp claws from both hands, and charged toward the Ghost Ape Spirit Master behind Li Zang!

"First Soul Skill! Ghost Shadow Claw!"

Oslo was quite excited; he had already imagined the scene of the enemy falling into his hands.

"Careful." However, just at this moment, "Yafei's" calm voice suddenly entered his ears.

Then came "Yafei's" voice again.

"Falling Bright... Second Soul Skill, Super Heavy Dull Light."

Oslo suddenly felt an extreme sense of crisis appear beside him and stopped his body extremely quickly.

He then discovered that not far on both sides of his body, two long swords carrying sharp sword qi were slashing toward him at a very slow speed.

It was... the two new members of the Soul Burial Team.

They were clearly aiming for Oslo; it seemed they intended to take advantage of the moment Oslo went to attack the Ghost Ape Spirit Master to strike and eliminate him!

But at this moment, they were shrouded in the profound moonlight of the Super Heavy Dull Light, and under the suppression of triple gravity, their originally wind-fast speed visibly slowed down.

Oslo immediately retreated rapidly, and at this moment, the others from the Moon Emperor Team also reacted.

Shi Mo stepped forward several paces directly, blocking in front of Oslo.

Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin also temporarily abandoned Li Zang and the others, instead staring fixedly at the two Feng Sword Spirit Masters.

Oslo was covered in sweat at this time; he looked at Ning Feiliu, who was holding Zhuiming and activating a soul skill to the side, and said with great relief, "Yafei... thank you."

If it weren't for "Yafei," he feared he would have already been heavily injured and forced to withdraw.

In the situation just now, where he had ventured deep into the hinterland of the Soul Burial Team alone, once he encountered a serious injury, even Ye Lingling might not have been able to help him heal in time.

And this was also the thought of those two Feng Sword Spirit Masters.

He also had not expected that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; when he had set his sights on the seemingly weakest Ghost Ape Spirit Master of the opponent, those two Feng Sword Spirit Masters had long since set their sights on him.

Seeing this, the two Feng Sword Spirit Masters looked very regretful at this moment and retreated back to where the rest of the Soul Burial Team was.

Ning Feiliu shook his head and said loudly, "The opponent is not simple; do not underestimate the other side too much."

"Understood, we will be careful," Yu Tianheng shouted.

Then they erupted with extremely strong momentum once again, launching an attack on the Soul Burial Team.

"Brothers! Let's go!" Li Zang's eyes turned fierce at this moment, and he once again held his martial soul, the Burial Soul Blade, high and charged toward Yu Tianheng!

"Third Soul Skill! Thunder Fury!" Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin both released their own Enhancement soul skills, colliding fiercely with the Soul Burial Team with terrifying pressure.

"Let's end this quickly." Ning Feiliu did not intend to stand by anymore either, and holding Zhuiming, he began to attack! He had a vague feeling that something was wrong; the Feng Sword Sect disciples who had suddenly joined a regular Spirit Fighting team and were suspected to be related to the Spirit Hall, plus the strange drive of the Soul Burial Team...

Ning Feiliu felt that it was all very suspicious.

However, for the sake of the Calm Rune mission, he had to win this Spirit Fighting Battle!

For a moment, the battle became intense once again.

Those two Feng Sword Spirit Masters also joined the battlefield directly at this time, not waiting for an opportunity in the rear as they had before.

"Zhuiming! Third Soul Skill! Dull Lock Moon!" Ning Feiliu, holding Zhuiming, released his strongest crowd-control soul skill!

Under Ning Feiliu's strike, the Soul Burial Team was greatly restricted and began to retreat steadily.

And in the private room above the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena.

Ning Fengzhi and the Sword Douluo were watching this match with the two juniors, Ning Rongrong and Ning Mingrui.

Upon seeing those two Feng Sword Sect disciples, Ning Fengzhi frowned.

Unlike Ye Lingling, who had only heard that the Spirit Hall had tried to win over the Feng Sword Sect, he, as the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, had obtained definite intelligence that the Feng Sword Sect, like the Elephant Armored Sect, had a very close and ambiguous relationship with the Spirit Hall.

"Disciples of the Feng Sword Sect have actually appeared in the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena?" The Sword Douluo also frowned and said.

"These two disciples of the Feng Sword Sect have good strength, but it is a pity." Ning Fengzhi relaxed his brow at this moment.

He looked at the extremely terrifying suppression "Yafei" had on the battlefield below; almost as soon as he made a move, the Soul Burial Team inevitably fell into a disadvantage due to the absolute suppression, and he immediately praised, "As expected... Yafei's Zhuiming has too great an influence on the situation of the battlefield; almost as soon as he strikes, he can decide the outcome of the match."

"The ability to control gravity, combined with the ability to manipulate the target of the gravity almost at will, is indeed very strong." The Sword Douluo did not spare his praise either.

"It's a pity..." Ning Fengzhi sighed at this time, but he quickly perked up and said, "However... there is still a chance..."

He just stared intently at "Yafei," who was controlling the entire field below.

He did not notice Ning Mingrui, who was quite helpless on the side.

But just at this moment, in the VIP room on the other side.

The head of the Wuhun Holy Hall in Heaven Dou City, Platinum Bishop Salas, was also staring intently at the Douhun Platform below, but he looked at the two Feng Sword Sect disciples and said, "Next... it depends on you!"

Then he looked at "Yafei" on the other side, who was wearing a mask and had never revealed his true face, and said, "I will be able to see your true face soon... although I don't know why you hide your face, soon... you won't be able to hide it!"

On the Douhun Platform.

Accompanied by sounds of wailing, the members of the Soul Burial Team were either heavily injured one by one or knocked off the Douhun Platform.

In less than ten minutes, the Soul Burial Team had only five members left, and they looked to be in quite a bad state.

Even those two Feng Sword Spirit Masters appeared to be panting under the gravity control of Ning Feiliu's Dull Lock Moon.

And the Moon Emperor Team still had no battle damage at this time; if things continued like this, there was no doubt that the Soul Burial Team would eventually lose.

Li Zang suddenly roared at this time and said, "Brothers! No matter what! We cannot lose so miserably! Charge!"

"Charge!" The remaining members of the Soul Burial Team were instantly invigorated and shouted in unison.

Although their spirit was somewhat admirable under this absolute disadvantage.

But this looked like the final struggle of the Soul Burial Team, yet it appeared to be a useless struggle.

"Third Soul Skill... Blood Burial Great Demon Blade!" The Thousand-Year Spirit Ring at Li Zang's feet surged with light; he held his martial soul, the Burial Soul Blade, high, and blood-colored soul power condensed into a huge blood blade, slashing directly at the members of the Moon Emperor Team!

"Third Soul Skill..."

"Third Soul Skill..." The remaining members of the Soul Burial Team also exhausted their remaining soul power and erupted with their strongest soul skills, seemingly intending to make a desperate fight! Facing the desperate fight of the Soul Burial Team, the Shi Family Brothers, as the team's Defense-type Soul Masters, stood out, and the third spirit rings at their feet also surged.

"Third Soul Skill..." The shield armor on their bodies detached, and then, condensing earthy-yellow soul power, it transformed into two huge earthy-yellow shields!

"Basalt Undying Shield!"

The seemingly powerful final desperate struggle of the Soul Burial Team was all blocked by the Shi Family Brothers' third soul skill.

"Boom—!!"

The collision of soul skills turned into kinetic energy that directly shook the entire Douhun Platform, kicking up dust and debris from the Douhun Platform that had been shattered by the aftermath of the battle.

Although dust was kicked up on the Douhun Platform, "Yafei," Yu Tianheng, and the others behind the Shi Family Brothers were almost completely unharmed.

It seemed... the outcome had already been decided.

After all, the Soul Burial Team, having exhausted their soul power, no longer had any ability to fight.

Just when the audience thought that the outcome of this Team Battle Spirit Fight had been decided...

"Third Soul Skill..." A voice sounded again from the side of the Soul Burial Team.

"Wind and Cloud Sudden Change!"

From the smoke rising from the Douhun Platform, a pale green Sword light tore through the dust, transforming into a galloping falcon, charging toward...

Ye Lingling at the very rear of the Moon Emperor Team!

Are they trying to injure one of the members of the Moon Emperor Team at the very end to maintain their own face?

However... Ning Feiliu frowned, the first Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up, and holding Zhui Ming, he blocked in front of Ye Lingling, "Zhui Ming! First Soul Skill... Earth Frost Dark Erosion."

In an instant, a terrifying gravity restraint fell upon the Sword light before him, and the next moment, that Wind Sword Sect disciple appeared before Ning Feiliu holding his martial soul, the Feng Sword.

His hand holding the martial soul Feng Sword trembled continuously, as if he were using all his strength to try and break through the restraint.

Yet, let alone his martial soul, even his body could not move in the slightest.

"Third Soul Skill!" Suddenly, another voice rang out.

It was the remaining Wind Sword Sect disciple! "Wind Rises Clouds Surge!" Several more Sword lights were seen carrying a figure like a gale, charging toward Ning Feiliu and Ye Lingling.

However...

Ning Feiliu merely held Zhui Ming again and sank it downward toward that remaining Wind Sword Sect disciple.

Instantly, that remaining Wind Sword Sect disciple also stopped before Ning Feiliu, as if he had been immobilized.

Ning Feiliu naturally would not forget there was still one Wind Sword Sect disciple; looking at the two Wind Sword Sect disciples before him who could no longer struggle, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Ning Feiliu said calmly, "It's over, we won."

"We... concede." Seeing this, Li Zang also seemed to resign himself to fate, saying it with what appeared to be some unwillingness.

And after the Soul Burial Team announced their surrender, a line of small text appeared before Ning Feiliu's eyes again, in the same way as familiar as could be before, shattering and transforming into an exquisite and profound golden Rune that fell into his body.

A feeling of wild joy suddenly surged in his heart.

But just at this moment...

"Hmph—!"

The two Wind Sword martial soul Spirit Masters who had originally surrendered, after retracting their martial souls, suddenly erupted with fierce attacks again...

Their hands condensed the little remaining soul power, and they slapped directly toward...

The mask on Ning Feiliu's face!

Ning Feiliu had also been made somewhat lax by the joy of the mission finally being completed; by the time he reacted, the mask on his face, which was not particularly sturdy, had already been shattered by those two Wind Sword martial soul Spirit Masters.

In the end, he could only erupt with soul power to repel those two Wind Sword martial soul Spirit Masters, while he quickly retreated several steps and covered his face with his other hand.

"What are you doing?!" Yu Tianheng, Yu Tianxin, and the others were all stunned for a moment.

No one had expected... that the Soul Burial Team, having clearly conceded, would strike after the Spirit Fighting Battle had ended.

Yu Tianheng was somewhat angry, and he even kicked those two Wind Sword martial soul Spirit Masters flying with a single kick.

He was, of course, venting his anger for "Yafei".

Those two Wind Sword martial soul Spirit Masters were also kicked flying back several meters directly, then knelt on the ground vomiting blood.

However, they didn't care at all, instead wearing expressions of joy.

Li Zang and the other members of the Soul Burial Team also had expressions of delight; their mission... was complete!

They never intended to win from the start; as long as they could complete the mission Salas gave them, they would be satisfied!

Now their mission had undoubtedly been completed!

"Yafei... are you alright!" Yufeng hurriedly looked at Ning Feiliu, who had been suddenly attacked; he walked closer and saw that the mask "Yafei" had always worn was now shattered.

And beneath the mask, half of a fair and handsome oval face that could no longer be hidden was revealed before his eyes.

Ye Lingling was also watching Ning Feiliu very worriedly at this time, blocking in front of Ning Feiliu.

"Little Fei!" Dugu Yan also jumped down from the spectator stands very worriedly at this time, arriving before Ning Feiliu.

At this moment, the spectators all around the Douhun Platform also saw Ning Feiliu's mask, which had been completely shattered, and they all became excited.

Because...

"Yafei's true face... can we finally see Yafei's true face?"

"Yafei's appearance looks quite good!"

"So what exactly is Yafei's true face like?"

"I saw half of Yafei's face! I saw it!"

"Quite handsome! Yafei really doesn't look bad!"

"Don't push me! I can't see anymore."

Upon hearing that "Yafei" was about to reveal his true face, all the spectators who wanted to know "Yafei's" true face became excited, pushing forward continuously.

And in the private room on the Douhun Platform.

"Has Yafei's mask been shattered?" Ning Fengzhi was also very curious, looking toward the Douhun Platform below.

In the private room, one could see the situation on the Douhun Platform even more clearly; otherwise, why would the VIPs spend a large sum of money to book the private room?

Plus, Ning Fengzhi was also a high-level Spirit Master, and his Soul Saint cultivation made his long-distance vision quite good; he saw "Yafei," who, although barely covering the shattered mask on the upper half of his face with his hand, still revealed the lower half of his face on the Douhun Platform.

From "Yafei's" lower half of the face, it could be seen that "Yafei" definitely did not look bad; that fair and perfectly contoured lower face, along with thin and delicate lips, definitely belonged to a handsome youth.

It's just... why did he have an inexplicable sense of familiarity looking at "Yafei's" lower face.

And at this time, not only Ning Fengzhi, but Ning Rongrong also had a familiar feeling; she looked at that half-face of "Yafei," feeling it more and more familiar.

Suddenly, she thought of someone; her eyes widened, and the face of that person in her mind gradually overlapped with the half-face "Yafei" had accidentally revealed, becoming more and more alike.

But...

How could that be? How could that good-for-nothing be the peerless genius Spirit Master "Yafei" who had become famous throughout Heaven Dou City over the past half year?

And at this time, on the other side, Ning Mingrui had already clenched his fists, looking nervously at "Yafei" on the Douhun Platform.

"Feiliu... what should we do... what should we do?" he said uneasily in his heart.

In the private room on the other side, the Wuhun Holy Hall Master Salas was also staring fixedly at "Yafei," who was lowering his head to cover half his face, and said, "Who exactly are you?!"

On the Douhun Platform.

Ning Feiliu used his hand to grab the shattered upper half of his mask; he was also caught off guard, not expecting... that after the Spirit Fighting Battle was confirmed to be over, those two Spirit Masters with Feng Sword martial souls would suddenly launch an attack, striking him directly and shattering his mask.

Now, as long as he stood up and loosened his grip even slightly, the mask would absolutely shatter completely, revealing his true face.

So... what should he do now? "Yafei..." Yu Tianheng and the others all gathered around worriedly, surrounding Ning Feiliu.

"Xiao Fei..." Dugu Yan also protected him tightly at this moment, calling out with some worry.

"I'm fine," Ning Feiliu said, taking a deep breath.

With Yu Tianheng and the others present, he could actually just let go and leave the Great Spirit Arena under their escort.

With several people gathered together, if Ning Feiliu lowered his head a bit more, concealing his face would not be a problem.

It was just that...

Did he really want to keep hiding like this?

To keep skulking about like a thief who couldn't see the light? He also knew that in the private room of the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena above, his convenient father, Ning Fengzhi, was watching him.

And... his big brother, Ning Mingrui.

Ning Feiliu remembered that he had promised to help his big brother, Ning Mingrui, compete for the position of the next Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

If he kept hiding like this, could he help his big brother? Moreover, by now, what else did he have to fear?

Ning Feiliu felt calm inside; in fact, he had never really been afraid.

So there was no need to continue hiding.

He stood up slowly, under the nervous gaze of everyone in the arena.

"Yafei..." Yu Tianheng looked at Ning Feiliu, who had stood up, and was stunned for a moment.

"Xiao Fei..." Dugu Yan, however, seemed to see that Ning Feiliu had decided something, and said with some complexity.

"Yafei's true face... it's coming, it's coming!" The surrounding audience, however, were all full of anticipation, staring fixedly at the upper half of Ning Feiliu's face, which was still covered by one hand and the shattered half-mask.

"Yafei... who exactly are you?!" In the private room, Salas also stared fixedly at that face on the Douhun Platform.

"It can't be... it can't be him!" In the private room of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong looked at that lower half of the face that was gradually becoming familiar and overlapping, shouting in disbelief in her heart.

"Have you finally decided?" Ning Mingrui looked at Ning Feiliu with some complexity.

"Why does it feel... so familiar..." Ning Fengzhi, looking at "Yafei" who had stood up and whose lower face appeared clearer, felt the sense of déjà vu in his heart growing stronger.

And at this moment, not only the surrounding audience and Ning Fengzhi and his group, but even the members of the "Moon Emperor Team" beside Ning Feiliu were all staring tightly at the upper half of Ning Feiliu's face, which was still covered by one hand and the shattered half-mask.

Under everyone's intense gaze, Ning Feiliu closed his eyes, then opened them again.

Then, the next moment, he slowly loosened the hand that had been struggling to protect the remaining half of the mask.

"Clatter—" Accompanied by the sound of the remaining mask fragments falling to the ground one after another, everyone saw "Yafei's" true face.

It was a very handsome face; on an oval face that carried both gentleness and solemnity, there were crescent-moon-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, as if the Moon God had descended, along with an exquisite nose bridge that was upright but not exaggeratedly high, and flat cheekbones...

It outlined a soft, handsome face that was handsome to the extreme yet not overbearing, coupled with Ning Feiliu's unique elegant and graceful temperament, like the bright moon in the sky, which truly made people unable to help but be captivated by it.

Just at this moment...

In the private room of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi stood up in disbelief, looking at the handsome face on the Douhun Platform that was familiar beyond measure, his pupils instantly shrinking to pinpricks.

"It actually is..."

"Feiliu?!" he shouted out in a voice lost to shock.

(End of chapter)