"Third Brother!"
Ning Rongrong smiled as she greeted Tang San. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect still existed and even appeared quite prosperous, which put Ning Rongrong in a very good mood.
"Rongrong, Mu Bai, you finally came down to help me."
Tang San waved away the group of people who wanted an audience with the gods. Too many people only caused trouble—they were noisy and disruptive. Besides, he had come to recognize just how useless his subordinates were. If he had not given them cheats, they would have long since become slaves of a fallen nation.
"We'll naturally do everything we can to help with your affairs, Little San. Besides, Douluo Continent is still our homeland. We absolutely cannot let others destroy it."
Dai Mubai raised a fist the size of a sandbag. Though he was not particularly satisfied with his descendants, they were still members of the Dai Family. He had to look after them.
Tang San briefly explained the situation to them. These were all his loyal core supporters in the God Realm; otherwise, he would never have allowed them to secretly come to Douluo Continent. Losing even one of them would pain him greatly.
"Didn't you investigate it yourself, Third Brother?"
Ning Rongrong was somewhat curious. Before coming here, they had all been completely confused, and Tang San's explanation just now had not been very detailed.
"The Silver Dragon King may be inside. I'm afraid that if it keeps me there, Douluo Continent will be destroyed."
Tang San's expression was slightly unnatural. Losing divine power did not matter much to him, but losing divine sense was a serious issue, especially when he was at the crucial stage of advancing the God of the Sea's divine position. Naturally, he did not dare investigate alone.
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