After the dark rift completely closed, the Star Region remained silent for a long time.
No one spoke immediately.
Hun Tiandi had only been a projection, yet the oppressive feeling he left behind lingered over everyone's hearts like a cold shadow.
The elders of Little Danta stood before the star gate, their expressions grave.
They knew better than anyone that Hun Tiandi had not retreated in defeat.
He simply could not remain any longer.
Once the aura of a High-Rank Dou Saint fully erupted in the heart of the Central Plains, it would inevitably draw the attention of ancient clans such as the Gu Clan, Flame Clan, and Lei Clan. The Soul Clan had secretly laid out this scheme for so long; they would never expose themselves ahead of time just to kill Xiao Fan in the Danta Star Region.
So he left.
But the words he left behind before departing were even more unsettling than if he had acted personally.
The plan would be accelerated.
No one knew what that plan was.
Yet the less they knew, the colder their hearts became.
Xiao Fan lowered his head and looked at his palm.
The black Soul Fire refined from Hun Miesheng's Soul Seal flickered softly within the Colorless Fire. It had lost Hun Miesheng's control, yet it still carried an extremely deep chill, like a black nail that could not be fully burned away.
Xiao Fan wanted to see more within it.
But the traces Hun Tiandi left behind were too clean.
Aside from that final warning, there were no clues that could truly be grasped.
Xiao Yi Xian supported his arm. The instant her fingertips touched his pulse, her expression darkened.
"Don't use your soul power again."
Just as Xiao Fan was about to speak, Xiao Yi Xian raised