Xiao Yan still shook his head.
Yao Chen immediately flew into a rage, pointing at Xiao Yan. "Then why the hell are you asking? Think I'm not dead enough already? You unfilial brat who dishonors his master and ancestors."
Xiao Yan looked embarrassed and said ingratiatingly, "How could that be? How could that be...
Would I ever be that kind of disciple? I was just asking, just asking.
Um, can you tell me about that Eight Desolations Divine Hall? Is it very powerful?"
Yao Chen said, "Very powerful. As for just how powerful, aside from its core upper ranks, I doubt anyone knows.
There are several factions in the Central Plains that, if you're not strong enough in the future, you'd better play the coward around and never provoke on your own initiative.
They are ancient forces with millennia of heritage. The Eight Desolations Divine Hall is the first.
The second is the Soul Hall, and the third is the Dan Tower.
The fourth, Sound Valley, is even more mysterious than the first three.
It is said that when Sound Valley accepts disciples, it only looks at fate. If they take a liking to someone, they do not care how poor that person's aptitude is.
Otherwise, no matter how outstanding their aptitude is, Sound Valley will not even spare them a glance.
Thus, Sound Valley has very few disciples. Over the past thousand years, there may not have been more than ten in total.
Yet every one of them has absolutely been a top-tier expert.
Fenyan Valley is also a millennia-old force, but even I do not know its true foundations.
Because the current Valley Master is merely a Dou Zun.
But as a force that has endured for a thousand years, it certainly is not as simple as it