The Soul Hall Took the Blame

"Is this the aura of someone from the Soul Hall?" The white-haired man beside Feng Qing'er narrowed his eyes slightly. "Of all the forces that have entered this time, only they are capable of doing something like this."

"Hmm," the old man in black robes hummed softly.

"Damn it, these guys beat us to it."

"They really got off easy. No wonder they hadn't shown up; they had sneaked in."

"The medicinal herbs left behind by the Dou Sheng can't possibly be some kind of junk! I hate it!"

For a moment, the people of the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan showed their indignation. They could smell the fragrance of medicinal herbs in the air, which was obviously not an ordinary medicinal herb.

"Alright, there's no value here anymore, let's go." The black-robed elder crushed the chilling Dou Qi aura in his hand and headed towards the gate.

Shortly after they left, other cultivators arrived at the site.

They all stared in disbelief at the deep pit in front of them.

"The Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan has gone too far! They took everything, even the mud! Not leaving a single drop of soup?"

"Damn it! Even the most ruthless opportunists would have to bow down and call him 'ancestor'!"

Everyone who came here immediately started swearing and cursing.

Thus, the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan, who were the first to openly appear here, were silently burdened with a black pot on their backs, just like the Soul Hall.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yan, along with the main group, arrived in front of the Pill Hall.

"Slurp. Looks like this is where pills are stored and refined. Ancient Pills, how exciting!" Xiao Yan looked at the plaque with excitement. "Let's go, let's go in quickly."

Xiao Yan led the two through the crowd into the Pill Hall, and about ten minutes later, a wail and curses erupted.

"Holy crap, how come it has no hair at all? Do you even have any?"

"This is the Pill Hall? Is this all the Dou Sheng Ruins? They've just given us an empty palace and are treating us like monkeys?"

"..."

For a time, the entire third floor of the Pill Hall was filled with various curses and swears, and even the sounds of doors being kicked over and things being smashed.

Xiao Yan was also very puzzled. As Alchemist, he was extremely sensitive to the aroma of pills. Although there was Poison Gas in the air, the aroma of pills was still very strong, indicating that pills must have been present here.

Xiao Yan kept looking around the three floors, and then in an inconspicuous corner, he sensed a familiar aura.

"The Soul Hall? Could it be that the Soul Hall beat them to it? Damn it!"

Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly as he carefully sensed the lingering Chilling Dou Qi, but he still felt that something was amiss.

"Teacher, I have a feeling it's not as simple as it seems. What do you think?"

"Yan Er, you guessed right. These things weren't taken by the Soul Hall. As for who took them, you can guess for yourself." Yao Lao's smiling voice entered Xiao Yan's mind.

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, a mischievous smile on his face, "In that case, I can lend you a hand again."

"Damn it. There's nothing here, but there seem to be footprints in these rooms. Someone must have gotten there first."

Xiao Yan suddenly slammed his fist against the wall, his face full of resentment.

Heavenly Flame Venerable and Nalan Yanran looked at Xiao Yan in confusion. After Xiao Yan secretly gave them a wink, he said, "Hmm? This seems to be the residual aura of the person who took the pill."

Everyone around looked in the direction Xiao Yan was looking, and after sensing it, their expressions turned grim.

They had previously assumed there was nothing there, but now, this wisp of aura gradually dissipating in the corner instantly shattered their self-comfort.

"There's one here too!!"

"Damn, it's washed so clean! I hope I don't find it, or I'll kill this thief."

"This seems to be the Soul Hall Aura." An old man focused on his One Heart Dou Zun had a look of apprehension in his aged eyes.

Upon hearing the name of the Soul Hall, many who had been indignant before were instantly rendered speechless.

Xiao Yan ignored their reactions. As long as they knew it was the Soul Hall who did it, that was enough. The seed would take root and sprout sooner or later.

"They're gone. Looks like there's nothing left. It really is the Soul Hall; they took everything, leaving nothing behind."

Xiao Yan took Nalan Yanran's hand and walked outside.

"Indeed, what if they still have some tricks up their sleeves to harvest souls?" Heavenly Flame Venerable chuckled, following closely behind Xiao Yan.

Hearing their question and answer, the people around felt the temperature drop slightly, and goosebumps appeared on their skin.

Some of the more timid ones quickly ran towards the gate.

At the very center of the ruins stands a bronze-yellow structure, its ancient aura emanating from beneath every stone slab, conveying the vicissitudes of countless years of silence.

The entire hall is extremely vast; a person standing inside would appear as small as an ant.

In the center of the main hall, there were ten enormous orbs of light, suspended in mid-air. Within their dazzling light, one could vaguely make out something resembling a scroll.

At the center of the ten orbs of light, there was a stone seat, and on that seat, a skeleton entirely white with jade-like skin sat cross-legged, its hands forming a mudra...

Although it was just a skeleton, it exuded a powerful aura, as if it were a living thing.

At this moment, Xiao Yan, the Burning Flame Valley, the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan, and the Soul Hall, among other forces, stood in different positions, facing each other.

The Soul Hall, in particular, is being guarded against by all forces.

The people from the Soul Hall originally planned to hide and wait for the Main Hall to open so they could perhaps reap the benefits, but now they've been exposed and have no choice but to confront them head-on.

"Your Soul Hall has plundered so many good things, even taking away the soil, and so many pills. Aren't you satisfied? You want everything, aren't you afraid of being stuffed to death?" An Elder of the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan said coldly to the people of the Soul Hall.

Among the Soul Hall's ranks, the two elderly men, one in black and one in white, who were already gloomy, now had extremely ugly faces.

They were unfairly accused and blamed for nothing; there was no way to explain it.

If it weren't for the intimidation emanating from the two of them, and their fear of the dozen or so Dou Zun Level Puppet guarding the Dou Sheng Skeleton around the stone seat, they might have already surrounded and attacked them.

We're currently being watched by all the powers, and we might not be able to complete the tasks assigned to us by the palace.

The Soul Hall has already failed many missions, and many Heavenly Venerate have even disappeared. If they fail to complete their missions, they might become targets for venting their anger.

One of the elders from the Soul Hall, dressed in a black robe, snorted coldly and said in a deep voice:

"Hmph, you're not worthy to point fingers at me here. I've said it wasn't us, and that's final. I don't stoop to lying."

"Smack!"