Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
Tang San slowly stepped into the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, a place he had visited countless times, yet for the first time, it felt so unfamiliar—unfamiliar to the point of fear. It was like a giant beast that devoured everything, swallowing all who dared intrude and probe its secrets.
He took a light breath of the cold air around him and, following the usual procedure, slowly entered the palace.
Without a change in expression, he observed the guards around him. As expected, these guards were all unfamiliar faces. Though they wore guard armor, they faintly radiated the aura of soul masters. Moreover, every one of them was a soul master above rank fifty. Such a force of soul masters was not often seen in the Heaven Dou Empire.
Although the Heaven Dou Empire had few soul masters, that did not mean it could not gather fifty experts at or above the Soul King level. The problem was that fifty powerful figures he had never once heard of had suddenly appeared.
In the world today, the only one that could so easily gather so many soul masters was Spirit Hall.
A barely perceptible cold smile tugged at the corner of Tang San's mouth. Xue Qinghe really was one of Spirit Hall's people.
"Ah, I truly never expected that a Crown Prince so supported by the masses would actually be someone from Spirit Hall. What a Spirit Hall. It seems they've coveted the two great empires for a long time, planting hidden pieces in both of them. Once the time is ripe, they'll rise up together, and with one call from Spirit Hall, the whole world will gather in response. Hmph, perhaps they really might have unified the continent."
"For their own selfish desires, they would plunge the