The moment the black-robed Pill Tower Ancestor appeared, the crushing pressure bearing down on Yun Shan and the others vanished completely.
The tottering Sky Dome Origin-Locking Array also stabilized once more.
"Oh? I never imagined a tiny Misty Cloud Sect would actually have a Dou Zun expert." A sinister voice suddenly rang out, its ethereal, illusory quality making it impossible to tell where it came from.
The Pill Tower Ancestor's deliberately disguised, aged voice immediately shot back, "Oh? I never imagined a tiny Soul Hall would actually have a Dou Zun expert."
Xiao Jin was dumbfounded. Was this old man's mouth really that vicious?
A tiny Soul Hall, no less.
The Pill Tower he founded was a force on the same level as theirs. It was hard to say who he was actually mocking.
The Soul Hall Dou Zun was also stunned by the retort.
Where had this rustic bumpkin come from? Had he never heard of the Soul Hall's great name?
A tiny Soul Hall?
Was he seriously not afraid of biting his tongue after bragging that hard?
"Old man, stop screwing around. Careful you don't play yourself to death!" Yun Shan's lesson was still fresh, and Xiao Jin did not dare gamble again.
His foundation was still too thin. If he had ten Dou Saint helpers right now, he would have no problem declaring war on the Soul Clan on the spot.
Unfortunately, reality was that not only did he not have ten Dou Saint helpers, he had instead fallen completely into a disadvantage compared with the Soul Clan.
Even worse, once his Emperor Realm Soul was exposed, the other ancient clans would probably take an interest in him as well.
Putting aside everything else, just take the Yao Clan, famed for refining medicine. Would they really give