Within the Heavenly Tomb, black and white intermingled.
Heavy storm clouds and snow drifting through the sky each occupied one side, splitting heaven and earth from top to bottom and carving out a delicate yet stern gray boundary.
"That fluctuation... Could the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb be fighting Lord Xiao Xuan?!"
Sensing that supreme fluctuation, powerful enough to make even Saint-level beings crawl and tremble, many Energy Bodies curled up inside their tombs, not daring to make the slightest movement.
"Haha, heaven truly favors our three clans!"
Seeing this, the young man from the Lightning Clan threw back his head and laughed, his gaze fervent. "Just as expected, Xiao Xuan left his tomb residence without permission and has indeed been punished by the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb!"
"Fight, then! The more fiercely your Xiao-Soul Alliance and the Ancient Clan battle, the more our Lightning, Flame, and Stone Clans stand to gain!"
"N-No, something's wrong!"
Beside him, Huo Zhi forced herself to withstand that supreme pressure, her eyes filled with urgency. "According to what my Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire observed, that earlier fluctuation seemed different from the Xiao Clan's aura."
"Hmph. Xiao Xuan died a thousand years ago and has long since been assimilated by the departed souls of the Heavenly Tomb. Naturally, he can no longer resemble the Xiao Clan."
The Lightning Clan youth sneered, clearly dismissive. "Huo Zhi, ever since our alliance was formed, you have strongly opposed taking action against the Soul Clan. Could it be that the young masters of the Xiao and Soul Clans truly scared you out of your wits?"
"Lei Tu, you!" Huo Zhi's gaze turned cold.
After a moment, she took a deep breath and suppressed her anger as best she could. "What exactly are you planning to do?"
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