Soul Hall Remnants

"Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, worthy of its position as the third-ranked existence on the Heavenly Flame Ranking."

Yao Chen examined the Demonic Lotus Flame Space in midair with a grave expression.

As both a Four-Star Dou Sheng and a Grandmaster Alchemist, Yao Chen had long since evolved the Bone Chilling Flame within his body to an exceptionally terrifying level.

Not only had the Bone Chilling Flame given birth to a complete Fire Spirit, but its power could likely rival the Heavenly Flames ranked among the top nine.

Even so, as he watched the Demonic Lotus Flame Space, Yao Chen could still sense the Bone Chilling Flame within him trembling uneasily. The emotions conveyed by its Fire Spirit contained unease, agitation, and fear.

While Xiao Yan and his group waited quietly here, powerful experts from all regions of the Central Plains were also rapidly converging. Before long, the sky was filled with countless figures standing in the void.

"Hmm? It seems those rats from the Soul Hall have arrived?"

Yao Chen, whose perception was terrifyingly sharp, suddenly raised his brows.

The moment Yao Chen finished speaking, an enormous mass of black mist burst out from the void. An exceptionally cold and dreadful aura immediately spread throughout the area.

"Soul Hall remnants? Teacher, why don't we find an opportunity to leave them all here this time?"

Xiao Yan said as he watched the figures emerging from the black mist.

"Our primary objective remains capturing the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame. The Soul Hall can only be a secondary concern."

Yao Chen smiled noncommittally.

As Yao Chen and Xiao Yan brazenly sized up the newcomers, the middle-aged man in black robes leading the Soul Hall—or rather, the Soul Clan—seemed to sense something and looked over as well.

This middle-aged man in black robes appeared