The atmosphere gradually grew tense and stifling.
After learning that Xiao Jin had secretly dealt with the Soul Clan's people, the Swallowing Heaven Spirit Emperor fell into a long silence.
Xiao Jin, meanwhile, wore an unconcerned look. One moment he blew on his fingernails, and the next he scratched his hair, as if he had not noticed the tense atmosphere at all.
Was the Swallowing Heaven Spirit Emperor strong?
The answer was beyond doubt. Ten thousand years ago, he had stirred up a bloody storm across the continent. Countless Dou God Clans had fallen beneath the feet of the Tunling Clan, which alone proved how formidable he was.
But no matter how powerful the Swallowing Heaven Spirit Emperor had been, that was all ancient history now.
The current Swallowing Heaven Spirit Emperor was nothing more than a good-for-nothing who knew only how to lie on the record of his past achievements and savor his former glory.
Twelve thousand years had passed since Cang Yuan killed him. Considering the Heavenly Tomb's one-to-six time flow, that meant he had already spent seventy-two thousand years inside the Heavenly Tomb.
More than seventy thousand years had left the Swallowing Heaven Spirit Emperor extremely weak.
Xiao Jin guessed that even if he had not entered the Heavenly Tomb this time, the Swallowing Heaven Spirit Emperor, having made contact with the Soul Clan, would still have chosen the most talented person among the younger generation of the Ancient Emperor Clans entering the Heavenly Tomb to devour.
He could not wait any longer.
However, now that Xiao Jin knew the Swallowing Heaven Spirit Emperor's goal and had sent the Dragon King Puppets to stop Hun Feng, he was not particularly worried about the Swallowing Heaven Spirit Emperor's threat.
If he had been capable of taking Xiao Jin