Above Heaven Hall, Han Feng stood in white robes with his hands behind his back. Looking down at the Soul Hall headquarters below, larger and more sinister than the other two halls combined, a cold curve touched his lips.
"Hun Miesheng, I'm back." His voice was not loud, yet it entered that deathly silent palace as clearly as a divine decree. "Where do you think you can run this time?"
Yet there was no response. The entire Heaven Hall was like an ancient tomb that had lain dormant for ten thousand years. Not a sound could be heard, nor could the slightest trace of life be sensed.
At the same time, the same bizarre scene unfolded above Human Hall and Earth Hall, billions of miles away.
Before Human Hall, Medicine Elder, Fire Cloud Ancestor, and the Heavenly Sound Saint—three Dou Sheng—stood suspended in the air, leading the elites of the Pill Tower and Flame Valley. The towering black palace still stood there, its enormous gates thrown wide open like the maw of a beast waiting to devour prey. Yet its interior was empty and deathly silent.
"Something's wrong." Medicine Elder frowned slightly. His Heavenly Realm Grand Perfection soul power flooded into the hall, sweeping through every corner, yet he did not find even a rat.
All Soul Hall cultivators, guardian puppets, and even the formation guards maintaining the palace's operation had vanished. Only a frigid hall and countless empty chambers remained.
The situation at Earth Hall was the same.
The Small Pill Tower's Grand Elder, the Flower Sect's Azure Fairy, and the Heavenly Nether Sect's Heavenly Nether Old Demon looked down at Earth Hall below. Its walls were intact and its formations unbroken, yet it too had been completely abandoned. Their expressions darkened.
"That sly old bastard!" Fire Cloud Ancestor