The Soul Clan's young clan leader, Hun Feng.
In the original story, he had been the strongest of the Soul Clan's younger generation. He possessed a Divine-Grade Bloodline, and his strength was fairly decent.
"It seemed the Soul Clan was determined to obtain the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame as well."
Xiao Yi Xian whispered into Liu Bai's ear.
Liu Bai nodded slightly and withdrew his gaze from the Soul Clan members.
Though the Soul Clan was powerful, he did not fear them.
With his current strength, he did not take Hun Miesheng seriously at all. He was merely somewhat wary of the Soul Clan behind him.
Moreover, Zi Yan, Xiao Yi Xian, and Qing Lin—three Dou Saint experts—were by his side.
"So that was the Soul Hall Master? He was indeed terrifying..."
In the distance, experts from various factions withdrew their gazes, their faces filled with gravity.
"Hehe, Hall Master Liu, it seemed you had come to join in the excitement as well..."
Just as Liu Bai was reassuring everyone, a hearty laugh suddenly rang out nearby. A rush of wind followed, and several figures appeared beside him as swiftly as lightning.
Liu Bai followed the sound with his gaze, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.
The newcomer wore a black robe and had a lean build and a resolute face. It was Xiao Yan.
Beside him stood a white-haired old man with a long, deep aura. It was Yao Lao.
Several more figures followed behind them, but Liu Bai did not spare them another glance.
"Xiao Yan, you came too?"
The corners of Liu Bai's lips rose slightly as his gaze swept over Xiao Yan, surprise flickering in his eyes.
"Not bad. We hadn't met in so long, yet you had already broken through to the Half-Saint