After the people from the Holy Spirit Cult left, Jiang Hai quietly toyed with the black token in his hand. With his discerning eye, he had naturally recognized it as a tracking soul tool, but he had no intention of throwing it away. Hadn't everything he had done been for the sake of the Holy Spirit Cult?
Putting the black token into the Bronze Coffin, Jiang Hai couldn't help looking back. He could still faintly make out the outline of Star Luo City's magnificent walls. He wondered how great a storm his decision would stir up in this city and throughout the world.
The Soul Fighting Tournament had ended, and the academies were leaving Star Luo City one after another. The crowds that had flooded into the city were gradually departing as well, but the waves stirred up by this tournament were far from over.
At the Eight Treasures Tower, Ning Qingdeng and his two companions had all returned.
Ning Qingdeng said, "Uncle Li, Uncle Gong, we'll set out for the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect immediately. Steward Zhang will remain in charge of the Eight Treasures Tower, liaise with Shrek Academy's representative, and oversee the promotion of the Soul Guidance Flying Vehicle. With Shrek Academy involved, especially now that word has spread that the Dragon God Douluo is still alive, no one will dare offend them at a time like this. Also, notify the sect's core members throughout the world to return. From today onward, all core members of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will withdraw from the world..."
"All right!" Neither Li Qingfeng nor Gong Ruxian offered any objections. They had watched Ning Qingdeng grow up, and no one in the world understood him better than they did. They trusted his decision.
Ning Qingdeng paused, then said,