The Hell Sect's Conspiracy

One of Fat Daoist's souls had been suppressed in this place—something Chen Fan could never have imagined.

Fat Daoist had once told him that his soul had not merely been split into six paths. Nearly every path had shattered into fragments, and no more than two had remained whole. Otherwise, even with the Soul-Gathering Tower, he would not have needed to spend nearly a hundred years searching.

The Metal-element soul Chen Fan had discovered here was precisely Fat Daoist's last intact soul. This would undoubtedly save Fat Daoist a great deal of trouble.

"Kid, can you hold on?" At that moment, Bald Bird and Old Yellow Tooth had already taken the souls out, then returned.

Chen Fan sent a voice transmission. "It is fine. I can still hold on for a while."

Only then did Bald Bird and Old Yellow Tooth flicker forward, plunging into the ground once more. In the end, they safely delivered Fat Daoist's golden soul outside as well.

After seeing the two leave safely, Chen Fan dismissed his Void Body. Then, with a step of the Nine Palaces Footwork, he simultaneously lashed out with a strand of Divine Silkworm Thread from his palm and shook the power of the void, instantly blasting it toward the magic array below to buy himself time to escape.

Boom—!

The instant the Divine Silkworm Thread came crashing down with majestic void power, the magic array's power surged forth as well, colliding with the void force and abruptly exploding in a blaze of dazzling light.

Yet Chen Fan had already seized that brief moment to flash out of the cave. Together with Old Yellow Tooth and Bald Bird, carrying the two souls, he swiftly rushed out of the old dilapidated house.

The moment the three left, the entire rundown house was