Within the Hun Clan's Soul Realm, deep in the endless void, an indescribably magnificent black main hall stood at the very summit of this space.
The entire main hall had been cast from some unknown black stone. Strange, dim light flowed across its surface, as if it could devour all light.
Around the main hall, countless black chains extended out of the void, fastening the hall firmly in place. No matter how space-time shifted, it remained unmoved.
This black main hall was the Hun Clan Ancestral Hall, the core of the Hun Clan's power. At that moment, on the throne in the deepest part of the main hall, a figure slowly opened his eyes.
That figure wore a scholar-like long robe. His frame was slender and upright, and his long, pitch-black hair hung loosely over his shoulders.
His face was handsome and cold, as if it had been carved from jade by the most masterful artisan. Every line was flawless.
However, what inspired the most heart palpitations was that pair of eyes. His eyes were as deep as an endless abyss, and within them surged a chill that made the soul tremble.
He was the Hun Clan's clan leader, Hun Tiandi, one of the strongest experts of the present age, a supreme existence who had reached the Late Stage Nine-Star Dou Saint level.
"More than half a month..." Hun Tiandi's voice was low and calm, slowly echoing through this empty secret room.
Within his voice, there was no anger, no anxiety, only a... indescribable gravity.
At that moment, his gaze seemed to pass through the main hall's concealment, through endless space, as if casting itself toward an extremely distant place.
Nihility Devouring Flame had taken Hun Xuzi and two of the Four Demon Sages—three Seven-Star Dou Saints in total—as well