Mingde Hall, Underground Analysis Room Seven.
The air was cold and solemn, filled only with the faint hum of precision Soul Tools in operation. The black token recovered from the Shadow Flow stronghold floated quietly inside a transparent container formed by multiple isolation force fields. Even through the barriers, threads of chaotic, fallen, ominous aura still seeped out, unsettling the mind.
Jing Hongchen stood before the main control Soul Tool screen, his expression grave. Huo Yuhao, Ji Juechen, Xiao Hongchen, Jing Ziyan, Meng Hongchen, and Nana stood nearby. This was their first joint analysis after the mission report.
"Hall Master, according to my in-depth analysis through Spirit Detection," Huo Yuhao said first, a faint golden glow still lingering in his eyes after using his analysis soul skill, "the token's core structure isn't a Soul Tool formation. It's a... living source of Mental Pollution. It continuously emits low-frequency waves, as though calling out, but also as though locating something. I suspect that the Shadow Flow members carrying it may themselves be 'sacrifices' or 'coordinates' in some sense."
His deduction made everyone present except Ji Juechen change expression slightly.
"A living pollution source? A coordinate?" Xiao Hongchen moved closer to the screen, watching the complex energy-flow data scrolling across it. "No wonder my standard Soul Tool analyzer showed signs of overload when it tried to scan deeper. This thing... is like a living plague."
"That's why I said we should destroy it directly." Ji Juechen's voice held no emotion. The system's warning echoed in his mind: [Target item contamination level continues to rise. Force field isolation efficiency is declining by 0.05% per hour. High risk.]
Jing Hongchen did not state his position immediately. Instead, he looked at Huo Yuhao. "Yuhao, how do you think we should 'deal with' it?"
Huo Yuhao pondered