Soul Hall Deputy Master
"Your hall?"
Hearing the indifferent voice coming from the distorted space, Xiao Yan's pupils suddenly contracted. The person who had come was clearly behind Soul Hall's schemes, and he called himself "this hall." Could he be Soul Hall's exceedingly mysterious master?
Black mist continuously seeped out from the distorted space, slowly gathering under everyone's watchful eyes into a human figure entirely shrouded in black mist.
"Soul Hall Master?"
The Grand Elder of the Lesser Pill Tower stared directly at the black-mist figure. His hunched body leaned slightly forward, and the space around him began to tremble faintly.
"Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call me the Soul Hall Deputy Master."
The black mist rippled slightly, and a faintly amused voice emerged from within.
"It seems your courage as Deputy Master is lacking. Since you dared to trespass into my Starfall Pavilion, you should have come in person. Sending only a projection—are you afraid?"
A cold smile curled at Xiao Yan's lips. With his eyesight, he could naturally tell at a glance that the black-mist figure before him was merely a projection, not its true body.
"Xiao Yan, in all these years, you are the first person to say this hall lacks courage..."
A strange laugh came from within the black-mist figure. "Still, your current achievements have indeed exceeded this hall's expectations. Had we known this day would come, we should have completely wiped out the Xiao Family back then."
"You people from Soul Hall have said that several times already..."
Xiao Yan's gaze was icy as he slowly said, "But if someone of your status as Soul Hall Deputy Master came here merely to utter such nonsense, then this projection has no reason to continue existing."
Expressionless, Xiao Yan said, "If your true body does