Hun Realm of the Soul Clan
Atop a mountain peak, Hun Tiandi stood with his hands behind his back in flowing white robes, gazing silently at the gray sky in the distance.
Behind him stood a man covered in pitch-black runes. Looking at Hun Tiandi's back, he stepped forward and asked, "Hun Tiandi, when will the Natural Realm deliver the Sword Clan's Ancient Jade?"
A curve lifted at Hun Tiandi's lips. He turned to look at him and chuckled. "You seem even more anxious than I am?"
Nihility Devouring Flame froze, an unreadable emotion flashing through his eyes before anger rose within them. "What else should I be? Tou She Ancient God's cave mansion contains something I need as well. What do you think I have been working with your Soul Clan all these years for?"
"Hehe, don't worry. You are closely tied to my Soul Clan. If the cave mansion truly contains what you need, I will help you obtain it," Hun Tiandi said with a smile.
Only then did Nihility Devouring Flame's expression ease. The Soul Clan had endured to this day because of him, and his influence within the clan was in no way weaker than Hun Tiandi's. Naturally, he had the standing to make demands of him. Otherwise, Hun Tiandi's control over the Soul Clan would never have been as firm as it was now!
Just as the two harbored their own schemes, ripples suddenly spread through the space beside them, and a White Figure slowly emerged. Dressed in white, she had a graceful figure and a cascade of white hair like winter snow, giving her an incomparably elegant air. Though Hun Tiandi and Nihility Devouring Flame could not see her face clearly, they could still tell that she possessed breathtaking beauty.
"Hehe, Realm Master, have