The Eight Treasures Pavilion.
As Ning Qingdeng and his companions arrived, the aura surrounding Jiang Hai rapidly faded. His entire body went limp, and he lost consciousness. Fortunately, Ning Qingdeng reacted quickly and caught him.
The Snow Empress's true form was a seven-hundred-thousand-year super soul beast. Realistically speaking, even a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo might not be her match in the Far North. It was easy to imagine just how formidable her origin power was. By forcibly borrowing her strength, Jiang Hai had placed an immense strain on his body. Afterward, his physical condition had deteriorated terribly, but he had no regrets. Killing two Soul Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters was merely collecting a little interest!
"Qingdeng, this..." A light flickered in Li Qingfeng's eyes.
Holding Jiang Hai, Ning Qingdeng bowed to Li Qingfeng and said, "Uncle Li, please don't tell anyone about what happened today. Little... Grandmaster Ji Bronze Coffin will be the key to the rise of our Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Ten thousand years ago, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect did everything it could to protect Tang San, bringing our Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect ten thousand years of glory. Now, this man will be the key to our sect's next ten thousand years of glory!"
Li Qingfeng nodded. "I understand."
"Sorry for the trouble, Uncle Li!" Ning Qingdeng nodded and laid Jiang Hai on the bed. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared in his hand, its seven stories shimmering with light. Seven soul rings circled and pulsed around Ning Qingdeng. Under his guidance, rays of light from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shone upon Jiang Hai.
The darkness of night dispersed, and daylight blazed bright.
At that moment, in the Starlight Hotel, Sun Yunhai asked anxiously, "Teacher Wu, do you know where