(These two chapters are transitional.)
As that ancient aura spread, a faint luminous mist rose from the Ancient Jade and curled around it.
Then, as it writhed, it formed the illusory figure of an old man above the Ancient Jade.
The old man wore black robes, yet his hair displayed several different colors.
Each color seemed like rising flames, exceptionally strange.
His features were ordinary and unremarkable, yet his eyes, as deep as the starry sky, seemed to rule heaven and earth.
Under the gaze of those eyes, anyone—even a powerhouse like Soul Heavenly Emperor—felt their soul tremble slightly.
It was as though they were facing a life-form from a higher dimension, instinctively gripped by fear.
Tou She Ancient God!
In this world, the only one capable of making Soul Heavenly Emperor feel such emotions was a legendary Dou Di powerhouse.
This old man appeared to be the last Dou Di of the Dou Qi Continent from legend—Tou She Ancient God.
Within the Soul Realm, apart from a scant few powerhouses capable of resisting that trembling and raising their heads, everyone else kept their heads lowered tightly.
It felt as though the slightest lift of their heads would cause them to be crushed apart by that pressure.
Before a pressure that far surpassed even Soul Heavenly Emperor, everyone felt nothing but fear.
A Dou Di powerhouse was terrifying indeed!
Even a mere phantom was enough to make people unable to meet its gaze.
"Hmph, putting on a mystical act. It's only an image, yet it still insists on making such a show!"
Soul Heavenly Emperor's expression darkened slightly. Clearly, he was angered by this emotion, one that had not surfaced in him for many years.
He cast a cold glance at the phantom, then suddenly struck it with his palm.