The Seemingly Honest Man

"Right. Let's go. We'll get the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame first."

Hun Miesheng nodded deeply in agreement.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two immediately sprang into the air and grabbed for the black pillar of light.

The many experts below could only watch helplessly as the Soul Clan Two Saints seized the black pillar containing the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame.

"Hahaha! The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame has finally fallen into the hands of our Soul Clan!"

Old Man Hun Mo and Hun Miesheng exchanged glances and burst into laughter.

Although they had lost some men in the process—one Young Clan Leader and several other Soul Clan experts—the price had been worth it.

Compared to the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, ranked third on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, what did a few deaths matter?

Their Soul Clan never lacked cannon fodder, though those who had died this time had all been relatively high-ranking cannon fodder.

For a moment, nearly all the experts looked at one another. The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame had been taken by the Soul Clan. Had they come all this way for nothing?

"Yao Chen, Xiao Yan, thank you, master and disciple, for presenting our Soul Clan with such a great gift. We shall take our leave."

Hun Miesheng smiled as he cupped his hands toward Xiao Yan and the others below, then turned to leave.

Now that they had obtained the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, their most urgent task was to send it back to the clan. They understood the wisdom of quitting while ahead.

Moreover, after that fierce battle, they no longer had the strength to fight again.

Yao Chen and Xiao Yan, whom the Soul Clan Two Saints had mocked as fools, did not argue. They merely listened with cheerful expressions as Hun Miesheng sneered at them.

"Hold