Scheming

Gu Nanhai gave Xiao Yu a long look, then said in a low voice, "Perhaps it has something to do with Xiao Yu!"

Elder Tong Xuan was suddenly startled as well. He had never heard of such an answer before, but now that Gu Nanhai had voiced it, it seemed increasingly likely.

Elder Tong Xuan said softly, "If it really was him, could it be that this kid has some means of helping others as well?"

Gu Nanhai said, "All right, don't ask so much for now. Since their strength has increased, that's a good thing. We'll know once we ask them later!"

Elder Tong Xuan said nothing more and continued looking toward the pitch-black Space Rift in the sky.

Only the Soul Clan had yet to emerge. The next moment, two cold bodies shot out from that dark rift.

The originally lively atmosphere abruptly fell silent.

"Hun Ya, Hun Li!"

Two black-robed elders swooped down from the air, staring dumbfoundedly at the two corpses before them. Hun Ya held considerable status within the clan, yet he had perished in the Heavenly Tomb. The sight struck the two elders like lightning!

At the thought of Hun Ya's standing within the Soul Clan, their hearts trembled endlessly before fury surged forth. Their bloodshot eyes fixed viciously upon Xiao Yu of the Xiao Clan and the four members of the Gu Clan.

Clearly, the two old men blamed the deaths of Hun Ya and Hun Li on them. Though they had indeed killed them, they absolutely could not admit it now—especially Xiao Yu.

As long as there was no evidence, it was merely the Soul Clan's speculation. If they made a move against Xiao Yu and the others, it would be a private attack. The Xiao Clan and Gu Clan were now