Xiao Clan, Xiao Han

Corpse Demon Mountain Range.

As a unique region in the Western Region of the Central Plains, and the site of a massive ancient battlefield, the Corpse Demon Mountain Range is extremely famous.

The eerie fog that perpetually shrouds the mountains and can corrode the human body, along with the cold, damp, and strange mountain winds that whisper like evil spirits, shrouds the mountains in fog all day long, making them dark and oppressive. In addition, there is no profit to be made there, so the Corpse Demon Mountain Range are arguably the most unpopular mountains in the Western Regions.

However, what the world doesn't know is that the seemingly unprofitable and ordinary Corpse Demon Mountain Range is actually the headquarters of the Soul Hall, Super faction in the Central Plains.

The Corpse Demon Mountain Range environment, which is extremely difficult for ordinary strongmen, is the most suitable place for the Soul Hall's strongmen.

Countless figures hovered above the mountains. Every now and then, several streaks of Black Mist swept into the magnificent black palace deep within the mountains from the outside, while many figures also went out from the black palace.

During this time, acquaintances might even exchange a few pleasantries when they meet.

"Lao Lin, how's the harvest going over there lately?"

"Sigh, what else could it be? Nothing different from usual. I almost got killed by the higher-ups the day before yesterday."

"Stop complaining. A few days of peace and quiet are better than going to war and dying!"

"And..."

"I heard that..."

"We've received word from above that we can leave soon!"

"Withdraw? Withdraw where?"

"Who cares where they go! It's much better than staying here living in fear."

"Too..."

"Forget it, let's get back to work. Let's go!" The two figures were about to separate.

"Go..." Suddenly, a hand with distinct knuckles stretched out from the side, instantly piercing through the two dark figures. The two men's eyes widened, but they couldn't utter a sound. They could only look at the smiling white-clad man in front of them in terror.

"Trying to leave?" The man in white shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't let you go."

Immediately, with a surge of Dou Qi, the two of them vanished into nothingness.

"What a disgusting place." Xiao Han looked around at the scene, his brows furrowed.

"Since we're here, let's say hello." Xiao Han glanced at the dark hall in the distance and smiled mysteriously.

His hands moved swiftly, leaving behind afterimages as he drew mysterious hand seals in the air before quietly merging into the space.

"Go!"

A low shout rang out, and in the next instant, the Soul Hall members in the Corpse Demon Mountain Range looked up in astonishment at the white light shield that slowly descended from above, like a mountain pressing down.

Heaven Hall at this moment.

Hun Miesheng was excitedly working on the plan for the Soul Hall to withdraw from Central Plains. Now that the last batch of Soul Body had been collected and the Soul Devouring Life Extinction Array spread throughout Central Plains had been set up, the Soul Hall's role had been fully realized, and it was time for it to retire successfully.

Moreover, due to some uncontrollable factors, the Soul Clan's plan to annihilate other Ancient Races will soon be exposed to the world, and they will soon face an unprecedented war.

As a subordinate of the Soul Clan, why isn't the Soul Hall helping its leader at this time? Are they going to fight to the death with these idiots from Central Plains?

Whenever he thought of this, Hun Miesheng couldn't help but sneer. That so-called Ice Saint was truly a woman's soft-heartedness, actually promising not to attack the Soul Clan for the sake of a mere Two-Star Dou Sheng.

That's good too. It saves us from the big trouble of a Nine Star Dou Sheng, and the other powerful figures aren't much of a threat either. In the face of the Soul Clan's military might, they're nothing but chickens and dogs!

Thinking about how he was about to follow the Clan Leader and establish unparalleled achievements, Hun Miesheng's body trembled slightly.

Just as Hun Miesheng was fantasizing about his bright future, the commotion outside made him frown instantly.

Sensing that aura that seemed to be etched into his very bones, Hun Miesheng's face paled, and he exclaimed in horror, "The Ice Saint?!"

Then, suddenly appearing outside the main hall, what came into view was the white light shield that encompassed the entire mountain range, with dozens of crystal blue light pillars firmly nailed to various parts of the mountain range like nails.

The once dark and gloomy Corpse Demon Mountain Range is now covered with thick frost, making the entire mountain range appear purer than before, as if one were in the snow-covered land of the Northernmost Land.

What truly sent chills Hun Miesheng's spine was the figure overlooking the Soul Hall crowd from thousands of feet in the sky.

As if sensing Hun Miesheng's gaze, the figure's eyes shifted slightly, and then...

"Bang!"

Their eyes met, and then, Hun Miesheng felt an immense pressure coming from him.

"Puff!"

A metallic, sweet taste filled his mouth, and then Hun Miesheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his mind reeling. "How could he be here? Does he really not want Ye Shenghan to live?"

Although Hun Miesheng had just looked down on Xiao Han's actions, his will to survive was still very strong when he was really facing death.

However, Xiao Han had no time to think about the idea of Hun Miesheng at this moment. His primary task was to ensure that the Soul Hall experts in the Corpse Demon Mountain Range were wiped out.

As the location of the Heaven Hall, the quality of the Soul Hall members here is significantly higher than in other places, and it can be described as a gathering of powerful individuals. It would be good if he could weaken even a little bit of the combat power.

"Run?" Looking down at the chaotic Soul Hall members below with the air of a king, a cold glint flashed in Xiao Han's eyes. "This is the first time I've used this move. Today, I'll use you all to test its effectiveness!"

At the same time, Xiao Han closed his eyes and with a thought, countless cold threads emanating a chilling Cold Qi shot out from the energy beams distributed throughout the entire mountain range.

The dense, crisscrossing threads form a vast net encompassing the entire Corpse Demon Mountain Range.

Gradually, some of the Soul Hall members who were preparing to escape the danger noticed that their movements were becoming increasingly sluggish. Looking down, they were horrified to find that their bodies were inexplicably entangled in fine, inescapable threads.

Even more terrifying was that their Dou Qi was decreasing at a visible rate, while the light shield above their heads was becoming increasingly dazzling.

"Hmm." Xiao Han bent his index finger and slightly supported his chin. "The absorption speed is not bad."

He then stared blankly downwards, "I wonder what their attack power is?"

"You bastard, what have you done?"

"Have you forgotten your promise?"

Just as Xiao Han was deep in thought, Hun Miesheng, filled with shock and anger, abruptly interrupted his train of thought.

Looking down at the lifelike ice sculptures, Hun Miesheng was being torn apart. It wasn't out of pity for his subordinates, but because he was heartbroken that they hadn't even served a purpose before dying and disappearing without any value.

Xiao Han's expression turned cold. He looked up at Hun Miesheng, who was glaring at him angrily, then indifferently extended his right hand and slapped down with his palm.

The moment that palm struck, a gigantic hand thousands of feet long suddenly appeared in the void. Hun Miesheng's expression changed drastically. He gathered all his Dou Qi, and endless Black Mist surged out from his body, condensing into a skull shield tens of feet in size, which firmly blocked his head.

"The Ten Thousand Souls Shield!"

"Bang!" The moment they made contact, the shield that Hun Miesheng had painstakingly built up crumbled.

Then, with its remaining power, the giant hand slammed Hun Miesheng's body heavily against a nearby mountain wall.

"Boom!"

A violent cloud of dust rose up, and when it cleared, the original mountain had turned into a deep crater, Hun Miesheng's body was mostly shattered, clearly devoid of life.

"Hmm?" Xiao Han suddenly frowned and said disdainfully:

"How dare they try to escape right under my nose? They're courting death."

He suddenly clenched his fist towards the location of Hun Miesheng, and a small, blood-red soul figure appeared in Xiao Han's palm.

"Su Lin, you'll die a horrible death!"

"Damn it, you'll face the wrath of my Soul Clan!"

"..."

Xiao Han coldly swept his gaze over the struggling and screaming Hun Miesheng in his palm, remaining silent.

Feeling Xiao Han's icy gaze, Hun Miesheng a chill run down his spine and immediately stopped speaking.

"What? Keep talking!" Xiao Han said with a half-smile.

Hun Miesheng stared coldly at the former, cursing inwardly, "If you're so capable, then put away the Dou Qi in your hand."

Now, Hun Miesheng's life or death is almost entirely up to Xiao Han's thoughts. If given the chance, Hun Miesheng still wants to experience the feeling of being alive more.

"This time, I just wanted you to deliver a message to the Soul Emperor..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hun Miesheng said angrily, "Bastard, how dare you address the Clan Leader by his name..."

"Behave yourself!" Xiao Han slapped him with a palm without expression. Hun Miesheng felt dizzy and it took him a long time to recover.

"You..." Hun Miesheng was about to curse angrily.

"Hmm?" Xiao Han's tone changed, and the former decisively shut his mouth, letting out a cold snort to show his silent resistance.

"First, I should introduce myself," Xiao Han said calmly.

"Introduce yourself?" Hun Miesheng wondered. They were all old acquaintances, so why would he need to introduce himself?

"I am Xiao Han Xiao Clan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hun Miesheng froze on the spot.