Who Will Become a Dou Di First?

Soul Realm, somewhere within the Hun Clan.

This was the Hun Clan's lair, as well as their most important location.

Black mist permeated the space, and an eerie chill filled every corner.

A massive altar floated in midair. Seated atop it was an old man in a black robe, his face obscured from view.

Countless black shadows drifted around the old man.

Holding strange Storage Rings, they sent clusters of light of varying sizes into an enormous orb ahead, connected to countless pitch-black chains and looking exceedingly sinister and evil.

Though the orb was transparent and colorless, the pure energy contained within was enough to horrify even peak experts. It was Soul Origin.

"How dare you intrude upon the Hun Clan!"

Suddenly, the old man atop the altar let out a furious roar. Threads of black lines carrying a bloody stench intertwined and shot forth, like venomous snakes baring their bloody maws as they sought to tear apart the uninvited guest.

"Hehe, Soul Origin. This Saint did not come to the wrong place."

As a low laugh rang out, a man in black raised a hand and blocked every attack. Then, with a sweep of his hand, milky-white flames surged forth with a howl.

After sensing the terror of the milky-white flames, the old man on the altar immediately deployed every defensive measure he had without hesitation.

Although he escaped disaster himself, the figures throughout the space were reduced to ash in an instant.

"Y-you, Devouring Owl Saint!"

Looking at the black-clothed man standing atop empty air, the old man seated cross-legged on the altar abruptly turned pale.

A year and a half ago, he had heard from Nihility Devouring Flame that Devouring Owl Saint had obtained the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame and had grown stronger. He had never expected