Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was gentle and refined, with a jade-like bearing and a perfect smile on his face.
Hmm, his Soul Power fluctuations were perfectly suppressed at the Soul King level, but deep within, there was a trace of holy aura that he simply could not conceal.
Qian Renxue's acting skills were wasted if she did not win an Oscar statuette.
His gaze shifted to the other side.
Fourth Prince Xue Beng sat without a shred of decorum, digging at his ears with an impatient look on his face. His gaze was frivolous, making him look exactly like a useless wastrel hollowed out by wine and women.
However.
The instant Han Yuchen's gaze landed on him.
Buzz—
The [Star Atlas] in his mind let out an almost imperceptible hum!
That familiar, nauseating aura of corruption had been hidden extremely, extremely well, yet its source was this worthless prince!
Han Yuchen understood at once.
Heh, interesting.
An angel was masquerading as the Crown Prince.
A demon was masquerading as a wastrel.
The waters of the Heaven Dou Royal Family were even muddier than he had imagined.
That bastard Xue Beng was probably the unlucky fellow parasitized by the "Holy Lord's Will." His wastrel persona was his best camouflage.
Just then, a sudden change occurred!
Without warning, the sky darkened.
A thick, ink-black cloud appeared out of nowhere, tightly blanketing the entire Great Soul Arena.
An evil, icy aura descended from the heavens!
"What is that?!"
A commotion broke out among the spectators.
The next second.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Dozens of black figures came crashing down from the dark cloud like dumplings tossed into a pot!
Every one of them radiated the dense, unmistakable aura of an Evil Spirit Master!
Their target was none other than Xue Ye on the main