Bell had always believed that no one in this world still knew of the Bai He Sect.
The things left within the family had become completely useless.
As the last generation, his awakened martial soul was not the White Crane martial soul either, so those things were of little use to him.
"This is the Tang Sect Token. Why aren't you kneeling upon seeing the Superior Sect Token?!"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Tang Lan's lips. With a flash from his Storage Ring, a redwood token appeared in his palm.
A gilded character was engraved upon it, its strokes like a soaring dragon and its presence extraordinary.
Yet the mottled cracks across its surface made it clear to any discerning eye that it had existed for many years.
Even the rarest and sturdiest materials would wither and decay before time.
Thud!!
As soon as Tang Lan finished speaking, Bell actually dropped to his knees with a thud.
Long Yao, standing nearby, widened her eyes, her face filled with disbelief.
No matter what, the man before them was a Titled Douluo—and a Level 94 Titled Douluo at that.
Unless he encountered a Super Douluo, he was practically someone who could swagger across the continent without restraint.
Yet this very powerhouse revealed an expression of devotion and madness upon seeing the so-called Superior Sect Token in Tang Lan's hand.
Bell immediately prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed three times. As he did so, he cried excitedly, "The superior sect! It really is the superior sect! I never thought the superior sect still existed!"
"The old man once said that as long as the superior sect appeared, it would surely lead us fallen subordinate sects back to the pinnacle of the Soul Master World."
"My lord, you've finally come.