Hun Tiandi's Secret Letter

Central Continent, Tiangang Hall.

Led by Hun Yu, with Hun Li and Hun Ya close behind him, the three stared unblinkingly at the bizarre scene within the hall.

The vast Heavenly Venerate Hall was now entirely devoid of its former sinister aura. Countless Alchemists hurried back and forth inside, making the place as lively as a bustling morning market.

Thunderclouds continuously emerged in the sky, only to be suppressed by the black-robed Venerable Elders waiting nearby and stored within Soul Tokens as core pill lightning for crafting Soul Chains.

Meanwhile, within the workshops below, round, jade-white pills rolled one after another into the pipelines, where numerous Soul Envoys disguised as servants sorted and packaged them.

"Th-this..."

Hun Yu's face went blank. Even with the experience of a Heavenly Prodigy from the Soul Realm, he was utterly dumbfounded by the sight before him.

Because every single Alchemist bustling about in the hall was, without exception, from Danta!

Was this really a force under the Soul Clan?!

He stiffly raised his head, looking from the enormous plaque reading "Ninth Heavenly Venerable Hall" in the distance to the imposing man beside him, who supervised everyone with the bearing of a manager. Unable to stop himself from shivering, he asked quietly, "V-Venerable Superior?"

"Hmm?"

His imposing presence abruptly interrupted, Mo Yu was clearly displeased. Turning his head, he said, "Little Yu, you've only just arrived. Watch more, ask less. Can't whatever you need to say wait until later?"

This old bastard was really pushing his luck!

Hun Yu's mouth twitched. Suppressing the anger in his heart, he clasped his hands with a smile that did not reach his eyes. "Hehe, Venerable Superior Mo Yu, you jest. To be honest, my companions and I have spent too long in the Soul Clan and know little