Meeting

With such an entrance, everyone immediately knew who had arrived and quickly gathered their wits.

Black mist surged forth, then churned violently. Seven figures slowly appeared beneath the gazes of everyone present.

The seven figures all possessed vast, majestic auras, leaving many people trembling in fear. The Hall of Souls truly deserved to be called the overlord of the Central Plains. To produce seven Dou Sheng at once—such a display could only inspire awe.

Among the seven, the leader was naturally the Hall of Souls Master. The others behind him were presumably experts from the Soul Clan.

As the seven appeared, the temperature between heaven and earth immediately turned much colder. Even the sunlight spilling down from the sky seemed to carry a trace of chill.

"After its battle with the Heavenly Court, the Hall of Souls still retained such terrifying strength..."

Some Supreme Elders from the various major sects watched with grave expressions. Only after personally witnessing the Hall of Souls' lineup did they truly understand the unreachable gap between their sects and the Hall of Souls.

"Since the Heavenly Court has arrived, show yourselves..."

The Hall of Souls Master spoke first. His gaze merely swept indifferently over the densely packed crowd before he raised his head toward a mountain peak far away. His calm voice resounded throughout the Fallen Mountain Range like rolling thunder.

"As expected of the Hall of Souls Master. What keen eyes..."

The moment the Hall of Souls Master's voice fell, an unhurried laugh followed.

Then, everyone saw the space on the other side of the Peak of Fallen rapidly distort. More than a dozen figures immediately appeared above the mountaintop.

As those figures appeared, the world, which had become somewhat cold due to the towering Dou Qi of the Hall of Souls, gradually grew