Soul Origin

"What a powerful chill. Could this be the Soul Hall's headquarters?"

Yao Tianhuo surveyed the surroundings and spoke with a frown.

"This is merely a branch hall," Xie Tianxiao replied.

"Big Brother, weren't we going to the Central Plains? What are we doing in this damned place?"

At that moment, Ziyan tugged on Xie Tianxiao's arm and asked.

"To increase our strength."

Xie Tianxiao answered indifferently. With that, he strode forward.

Crack!

The instant he took a step, the spatial barrier protecting Nether City shattered with a thunderous crash.

As Xie Tianxiao advanced, the surrounding space began to tremble as well, as though it were enduring immense pressure.

"Who dares trespass upon Soul Hall territory? You're courting death!"

An enraged roar rang out. Immediately afterward, clusters of pitch-black figures swept toward Xie Tianxiao from all directions with sinister gusts of wind.

Their faces could not be seen clearly, but every one of them was above the Dou Emperor level.

"A bunch of ants."

Xie Tianxiao curled his lips coldly as the pressure of a Dou Sheng burst forth.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Amid a series of deafening explosions, the figures charging toward Xie Tianxiao burst apart one after another, turning into blood mist.

"You killed members of my Soul Hall. You truly have some nerve."

Space twisted, and an elderly man entirely cloaked in black stepped out. His eyes glowed with eerie green light as he stared fixedly at Xie Tianxiao.

"A mere one-star Dou Zun dares stand in this Saint's way!"

Xie Tianxiao snorted and raised his hand.

Boom!

Space shattered, and the valley collapsed!

The old man's expression changed drastically. Before he could react, a terrifying torrent of air slammed into him.

Pfft!

The old man spat out blood and flew backward, crashing heavily into the ground.

"Big Brother