"Fellow Daoists, this is easily handled. I know the Hall of Souls well!"
I thumped my chest and guaranteed, "Fellow Daoists, why don't you come stay at my place first? I'll send people to gather information on the Hall of Souls right away. It won't take long."
"All right."
Gu Xun nodded somewhat awkwardly, perhaps feeling that their group was rather useless too. They had come brimming with aggression to make trouble for the Soul Clan, only to find they could not even get through the door.
"Nalan Fellow Daoist, could the Hall of Souls' Dou Sheng also be staying inside a Small World?" he asked worriedly, afraid this would turn out just like their search for the Soul Clan.
A few traces of coldness flashed through my eyes. "There's something you don't know. The Hall of Souls throws its weight around in the Central Plains. Its branch halls cover the entire region, and its tentacles even reach into the lands in every direction."
"If the Hall of Souls Dou Sheng hide, we'll sweep away every one of their branch halls in one stroke. Let's see whether they can keep hiding then!"
Gu Xun clapped his hands. "An excellent idea! Then we'll await your good news!"
The other six Dou Sheng nodded as well. The Central Plains was simply too vast. Though their clans were powerful, in reality, aside from the Soul Clan, which supported the Hall of Souls, the other Ancient Eight Clans had withdrawn almost all their forces into their Small Worlds.
Naturally, there were advantages to this. If danger arose, they could simply seal their Small Worlds, and it would not matter who came.
This was also why the Ancient Eight Clans had coexisted peacefully for so many years. None could do anything to the others.
But