Moonlight spilled like water over the dilapidated main hall of the Tai Hun Sect.
Ye Tian sat on the stone chair at the head of the hall, toying with the Soul Pointing Brush and the Void Spirit Chair in his hands, his brow tightly furrowed.
"The Soul Pointing Brush can hook souls and seize spirits. It counts as a weapon for catching enemies off guard. The Void Spirit Chair can shatter the void and travel through it, and it can also absorb endless soul power, so there is no need to worry about the Soul Immortal Stone's energy source. Is there some connection between the four tokens?" As Ye Tian pondered, he saw that the point of light representing him on the map in his sea of consciousness shone blindingly bright. Even the other two points of light gathered together could not surpass his radiance.
"Little brother, are you still here?" A rough voice rang out as Huang Hai's burly figure landed at the entrance to the Tai Hun Sect's main hall.
"Little brother, the Archaic Tribe has made its choice. We can give you the Inkstone Platform. As long as you do not harm the tribe members of the Archaic Tribe, my father and I will let you command us as you please." Huang Hai lowered his head in shame.
Ye Tian rose and walked out of the hall, smiling at the brawny man with his head lowered. He looked harmless to man and beast, simple and honest.
"Huang Hai, this is not what you truly want, is it?" Ye Tian was not deceived by Huang Hai's appearance and spoke calmly.
"Before I came, Father specifically instructed me that the Archaic Tribe only seeks to survive. Hu Wen Dao has a heart as venomous as snakes and scorpions. If