Please Applaud Me, Please Be Proud of Me, If the Heroic Spirits of Our Forebears Still Remain!

The interior of the ancient hall was spotless, thanks to the formation seal from before.

Nine chairs forged from special materials stood in the main hall, with nine portraits hanging on the wall behind them.

The portraits depicted the Nine Hall Masters. At present, three of them were nurturing their bloodlines in the Bloodline Pool, slowly recovering their strength.

Jun Changxiao sat in the seat once occupied by the First Hall Master, one leg crossed over the other, his fingers interlocked. His soul entered the Heaven Origin Soul Suppressing Tower as he asked, "Are you sure that once they recover their cultivation, you can still control them absolutely?"

Erya vowed solemnly, "As long as it is a soul I have trained, even if it ascends to the Upper Realm and gains greater strength, it will still obediently follow the orders of Master and me."

"That's good."

Jun Changxiao finally relaxed. Then, filled with anticipation, he muttered, "Once the three Hall Masters recover their cultivation, won't that mean I'll have three super bodyguards?"

The system said, "If the host had done this from the beginning, you could have saved the Talisman of Seal Breaking and the Talisman of Heaven and Earth."

As the strongest combat power on the Soul Clan Continent, and with such noble status, three of them had arrived at once. Wouldn't the Rose Empress be easy to crush? Wouldn't the entire world be his to control?

"..."

Jun Changxiao clutched his chest. "My heart hurts. It hurts so much."

"Of course,"

the system consoled him. "The moment the host came here, you ran into the Rose Empress. Your luck was rotten to the core. Even if you had come here, you would not have had the chance."

"That makes sense."

Jun Changxiao looked at the Rose Empress seated