The Pill Tower held a lofty position on the continent.
It was the sacred land in the hearts of countless alchemists across the continent.
And in the eyes of ordinary people, alchemists were beings of a higher standing.
The Pill Tower undoubtedly wielded enormous influence across the continent.
Yet now, the Pill Tower had announced its decision to join the Cloud Gate Faction.
Did that not mean the Pill Tower would also be taking part in this battle?
With even the Pill Tower joining the war, it could be said that not a single super faction on the continent was absent.
One could imagine just how earth-shattering the coming decisive battle would be.
Perhaps the entire Central Continent would tremble beneath the shadow of this final battle.
Many factions lived in constant fear, terrified that this great war would implicate them.
In a battle of such terrifying scale, even being brushed by its edges could likely condemn them to eternal ruin.
Soul Clan, main hall!
Within the hall, pitch-black energy filled the entire space.
At the center of the hall, two auras grew increasingly powerful, as though two terrifying fiends were quietly being born.
Boom!
Boom!
Two auras suddenly burst forth from the black mist. Endless pressure surged upward as two pairs of pitch-black eyes slowly opened.
Those eyes were pure black, without the slightest trace of another color. Deep as black holes, they seemed capable of swallowing a person's entire soul.
"I feel very good right now."
Soul Emperor clenched his fist. His long, slender fingers possessed an eerie pallor.
His nails were pitch black and translucent, emitting faint cold glimmers that gave off an extremely dangerous feeling.
The refinement once present on his face was gone as well. Black Demon Markings covered it, making him appear exceptionally