The news that Yao Chen had defeated Soul Hall spread rapidly across the Central Plains Continent like a gale.
The earth-shaking news sent the entire continent into an uproar. When the Ancient Seven Clans—excluding the Xiao Tribe—heard about it, they were all deeply shocked.
Within the Soul Clan, Hun Tiandi burned with fury when he learned what had happened.
He paced back and forth through the palace, his face so gloomy it seemed water might drip from it. His roar rang through the halls. "Damn it! Who knew Yao Chen was this powerful!"
However, when he learned that Yao Chen, Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yi Xian had all reached the Peak Nine-Star Dou Saint level, he had no choice but to force down his rage.
Hun Tiandi knew that seeking revenge now would be unwise. Though they were powerful, the three opponents had also reached the pinnacle of the Nine-Star Dou Saint realm. Acting rashly would only bring greater losses.
For now, the top priority was to gather all eight pieces of the Tou She Ancient God Jade and obtain the mysterious power within them.
"Endure it for now. Once we've gathered the Ancient Jade and obtained that supreme power, I'll make them pay dearly!"
Hun Tiandi ground his teeth as he spoke, a sinister glint in his eyes.
That day, a deep rift appeared without warning in the sky above the usually tranquil Star Fall Pavilion. The spatial forces fell into disarray, and even the surrounding air currents turned violent.
That day, a pitch-black rift appeared without warning in the sky above the tranquil Star Fall Pavilion.
The rift resembled a hideous, gaping maw, emanating a chilling aura as the spatial forces within it churned chaotically.
Yao Chen immediately sensed the sudden disturbance. His figure flashed like lightning, and