Family Banquet

"No matter how glib your tongue, neither of you will escape today."

The Hall Master of the Soul Hall's voice followed at once. Just as he was about to make his move, he suddenly sensed an exceptionally powerful force gathering.

Xiao Yan could not help turning to look at Yao Wan some distance away, a trace of confusion flashing through his eyes.

Yao Wan was equally puzzled. After all, she had not even made a move yet.

"Hun Miesheng, given your seniority, it is rather excessive for you to attack juniors."

Suddenly, an aged voice rang out. An equally enormous giant hand formed in the sky, stirring up a massive soul storm and forcibly separating the three of them.

"Old ghost, so you truly are coveting the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame as well!"

The Hall Master of the Soul Hall's deeply displeased voice came from beyond the exceptionally dense soul storm before Xiao Yan and Yao Wan.

"I simply do not wish for your Soul Hall to succeed."

The aged voice replied blandly. Another particularly powerful burst of force surged forth from within the soul storm, violently shoving away their spiritual senses and directly sending them tens of thousands of miles away, as though in a single instant, their consciousness had been driven back into their own bodies.

Xiao Yan snapped back to his senses, a flicker of shock and uncertainty involuntarily crossing his eyes.

In the courtyard filled with lovely women, Yao Wan, reclining on a lounge chair, promptly opened her eyes as well. She pushed herself up, still looking shaken.

"Sister Wan, you're back? Did Xiao Yan run into some trouble?"

Seeing Yao Wan awaken with a start, Zi Yan and Xiao Yi Xian turned toward her and could not help asking.

"...What else could it be? The