Zhuge Lan scratched his head and told them the truth.
"At present, she still can't perfectly control her Soul Power. She'll need careful guidance before she can regain the strength of a Titled Douluo."
Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo and Poison Douluo exchanged glances, finally feeling somewhat relieved.
The Snowflake Douluo before them clearly posed no threat to any of them and could be considered relatively safe.
The only threat left was the other Titled Douluo.
What a pity—they had not obtained any information about that other Titled Douluo.
"By the way, did you find any other clues after searching the entire base?"
Zhuge Lan asked. He had to figure out that potential threat as soon as possible. There was still no news of the other Titled Douluo.
It was truly like a thorn lodged in his heart.
They had already destroyed so many Spirit Hall bases, yet the other side had remained completely unmoved.
That was far too strange.
Snowflake Douluo had temporarily lost her memories as well, so she could not provide any valuable intelligence.
For now, it seemed they could only take things one step at a time.
"Strangely enough, such a large village housed two Douluos—Snowflake Douluo and Star Tiger Douluo—yet there was pitifully little here. I don't know whether your battle just now destroyed some of it."
Poison Douluo took out the three treasures from earlier, but Zhuge Lan did not even spare them a glance.
He let the two of them divide them as they pleased.
Poison Douluo took the poison sac. He needed to devour some poisons to restore his strength, and during the battle just now, he had been forced to use another method that depleted his power.
As a result, the strength he had painstakingly been about to recover had fallen