Confusion

Heaven Dou City.

At the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena and several obscure corners of Heaven Dou City, looks of surprise appeared almost simultaneously.

They gazed into the distance, all looking toward the commoners' district where Zhao Xuan was.

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly to Sword Douluo. Sword Douluo slowly stepped back, then swiftly left the Great Soul Arena and rushed toward the commoners' district.

That Spiritual Power was simply too immense. Could it be some unknown spiritual-type Titled Douluo? What was the purpose of doing this?

Ning Fengzhi lowered his head in thought, barely paying attention to the matches below. He was not the only one; Salas, the Platinum Bishop of Spirit Hall, and Xue Ye were similarly distracted.

Zhao Xuan, who was in the commoners' district, sensed several figures rapidly approaching and subconsciously swept his gaze around.

Although the battle had taken place in a somewhat abandoned clearing, the area affected by their fight was simply too vast. Many nearby homes had already collapsed. Fortunately, no one had been inside them at this time of day.

But...

Zhao Xuan's brows suddenly rose. Old Woman had run away. Wouldn't the blame fall on his head? His eye twitched, and Zhao Xuan chose to slip away without hesitation. The Empire could deal with this headache instead.

Not long after Zhao Xuan left, several figures swiftly arrived. The circle of Titled Douluo was pitifully small, so they all knew one another. After exchanging nods, they examined the surroundings before departing separately.

By then, Zhao Xuan had returned to Shrek Academy. It was currently break, and there were hardly any people in the vast academy.

Zhao Xuan wandered through the academy alone, his brows slightly furrowed as he reviewed the gains and losses of this encounter.

Letting a Soul Douluo slip through his