Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, nearly a month had quietly passed.
With the Xiao-Soul Alliance's overwhelmingly luxurious lineup, ordinary enemies had long ceased to be a problem. Hun Ruoruo and the other did not even need to act; Hun Li and Hun Ya alone could effortlessly harvest the Energy Bodies on the field.
Because of this, the disciples of the other clans had no choice but to put aside their prejudices and form alliances in order to claim a share of the spoils.
Thus, the factions in the Heavenly Tomb were quickly divided into three groups.
The first was naturally the strongest Xiao-Soul Alliance. Including that rather capable old servant, a total of six people had entered the Heavenly Tomb.
The second consisted of the Flame, Lightning, and Stone Clans, led by Huo Zhi of the Yan Clan. As the innate abilities of the three clans excelled in both offense and defense, they too quickly gained a foothold within the Heavenly Tomb.
As for the third...
Because the Yao and Ancient Clans had formed an alliance, Huo Zhi and the others naturally assumed that Yao Xing Ji and his companion belonged to the Ancient Clan.
Yet strangely enough, although the Heavenly Tomb had been open for a long time, Yao Xing Ji and the other had seemingly vanished into thin air. There was no trace of them, and even the Ancient Clan had disappeared without a sound.
Thus, this third faction became the most mysterious faction in everyone's eyes.
Under Huo Zhi and the others' division, a three-way balance of power quietly took shape.
"A three-way balance?"
Upon hearing Hun Li's report, Hun Yu raised his brow and clicked his tongue in admiration. "That little Huo Zhi really does have some ability. In less than