Hun Xuzi's Show of Goodwill!

The arena fell silent.

The vast stands were filled with Soul Clan old monsters, yet not one of them took the initiative to state their position. They did not even dare to speak.

And the reason for this attitude was none other than Hun Tiandi.

Even though the Clan Leader was not present, within the Soul Realm, even a Saint Slayer like Hun Tu, with his lofty status and immense authority, could only bow in reverence before this Soul Clan legend.

Although Hun Feng was the Soul Clan's current Young Clan Leader, and Hun Ruoruo was Hun Tiandi's biological daughter, if it involved a struggle for power, no one could guess what Hun Tiandi would do.

Such was the mind of an emperor—impossible to fathom, and not to be fathomed.

Before him, even the slightest trace of ulterior intent would be nothing more than a laughable and foolish act of posturing.

"Old fellow, you've gone a little too far."

At the head of the stands, one corner of Nihility Devouring Flame's tightly shut, black-hole-like eyes finally opened. His expression had turned indifferent.

Under the gaze of those black-hole eyes, Hun Yuantian's body abruptly stiffened. It was as though an invisible devouring force had spread across his entire body, ready to seize his soul the very next moment.

His expression changed slightly, yet he did not panic. He regained his composure in an instant, cupped his hands, and smiled. "Lord Void, you should understand that this competition differs from those of the past. This is the only time the Clan Leader's blood relative and the Young Clan Leader are competing against one another."

"Under such circumstances, if there isn't some additional incentive, wouldn't that imply that our Soul Clan Elder Council does not value Miss highly enough?"

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Nihility Devouring Flame