"Creak."
A faint sound rang out. Xiao Lin wondered whether Yan Suxin beside him was gritting her teeth or clenching her fists.
Perhaps both?
Still, Xiao Lin kept his attention focused on what lay ahead.
"Hum~"
A pitch-black Spatial Passage had opened right in their path.
That sinister laughter had come from within it.
Immediately afterward, dozens of eerie figures stepped out one after another.
Among them was Shaluo, the Sixth Heavenly Venerable, whom Xiao Lin had met once before and who had tried to recruit him into the Soul Hall!
As for the others, Xiao Lin did not recognize a single one.
But that hardly mattered.
Why would he need to know any Soul Hall Members?
They were all either dead men or men about to die, nothing more.
"Heh heh heh, Palace Master Lin Xiao, we meet again!"
Upon seeing Xiao Lin, Shaluo mocked him with a grotesque laugh.
At the same time, his gaze swept over Xiao Lin and the people behind him, brimming with ill intent.
"Hmm... may I ask who you are?"
Yet as Xiao Lin's words fell, the air around them seemed to freeze.
Even Shaluo, who had been cackling away, found his expression stiffening.
"Pfft~"
At this sight, the previously tense Sound Valley disciples all struggled to hold back their laughter. Yan Suxin, the Sound Valley Master herself, could not help covering her mouth and letting out a soft laugh on the spot.
The tension brought on by the appearance of the Soul Hall Members vanished without a trace, all thanks to that one remark from Xiao Lin.
As for Shaluo, the Soul Hall's Sixth Heavenly Venerable who had been cackling just moments ago, his aged face had turned the color of pig liver!
Too far! This was going far too far!
Ever