Liu Erlong turned to look out the window.
The golden sword light in the sky had already vanished.
The lingering Sword Intent was gradually dispersing as well.
"It was only an unusual phenomenon."
"Soul Masters break through every day across the continent, and Soul Beasts undergo tribulations too."
"It might not have anything to do with him."
Yu Xiaogang nodded.
"Erlong is right."
"That man merely borrowed Qian Daochen's name."
"His true strength is, at most, at the Titled Douluo level."
"The Golden Triangle is more than enough to deal with him."
An image of Ma Hongjun as he had once been surfaced before Flender's eyes.
The disciple who had always followed at his side, calling him Teacher, would never return.
A moment passed.
Flender raised his head.
"All right."
"We leave now."
Liu Erlong immediately stepped between the two men.
She extended both hands.
Her left hand rested on Flender's shoulder.
Her right hand rested on Yu Xiaogang's shoulder.
"It's been more than thirty years."
"The Golden Triangle can finally fight side by side again."
Flender glanced at her.
"This time, it isn't a sparring match."
Liu Erlong withdrew her hands.
"I know."
"The man who killed Hongjun and Zhao Wuji must die."
Yu Xiaogang took a Blue Dragon Scale from his sleeve.
"I've already brought back the clan's communication token."
"Once I activate the scale, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will be able to sense my location."
"After we find Qian Daochen, we'll hold him off first."
"When Father receives the message, he'll naturally lead the clan's experts to our aid."
Flender nodded slightly.
A level ninety-five Thunder Douluo.
Along with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's many Soul Douluos.
Such a force was already enough to surround and kill a Titled Douluo.
Yu Xiaogang turned and