The trial had ended.
The pavilion masters returned to the Eighth Soul Pavilion with all the disciples.
Some disciples had been lost in this trial, but the pavilion masters did not care.
Although the number of Soul Clan people was not especially immense, it was by no means small.
The Soul Pavilions had always wanted only elites, and the entire Soul Clan likewise wanted only elites.
Of those disciples who had not returned, some had truly perished, some might have temporarily lost their way in the Dark World, and some had lost their main bodies while their avatars might still be alive.
However, even if they had not truly perished, these people would gradually be eliminated from the Soul Pavilion in the future.
After returning to the Soul Pavilion, Su Mo received Pavilion Master Wuyu's reward and was granted a great quantity of precious resources.
Then, Su Mo returned to his palace and quietly waited for someone to come knocking.
He did not wait long. The next day, someone came to request an audience—a very young Soul Clan man whose cultivation had reached the low-level Dao Realm.
"Greetings, Brother Bai. I am Min Ao, a disciple under Pavilion Master Tiemu."
After entering the hall, the Soul Clan man cupped his fists and introduced himself politely.
"No need for formalities. Speak plainly," Su Mo said without beating around the bush.
The man pondered briefly before saying solemnly, "I represent the Dark Sacred Palace in meeting you. In the future, if you need to contact the Dark Sacred Palace, you may seek me out."
Su Mo nodded upon hearing this. After a moment of silence, he said, "It seems your Dark Sacred Palace's infiltration of the Soul Clan is no small matter."
Su Mo was certain that the man before him was