Soul Hall Master Xiao Yan, Deputy Hall Master Hun Miesheng

"Greetings, Lord Palace Master!" the crowd shouted in unison, their voices filled with respect.

Palace Master?!

Even someone as powerful as Hun Miesheng was completely dumbfounded by this scene.

He's the temple master, so who am I?

At that moment, he actually felt like he was being NTR'd. "I'm your temple master! What's with you all gathering together to pay respects to a stranger?"

"What are you doing?!"

With a furious roar, Hun Miesheng stormed into the Meeting Hall as if he were catching his wife in adultery.

He scanned the crowd with his eyes, and after a thorough examination, he confirmed that the aura, appearance, and soul of the Vice Hall Master and the others matched his perfectly, with nothing amiss.

But why... why would he do such a thing? He's clearly the temple master!

In the eyes of the Vice Hall Master and the several Great Heavenly Venerate, he did not feel the respect he had before; instead, he felt only unfamiliarity, alienation, and anger...

"Where did this savage come from, daring to run wild here!" the Second Heavenly Venerate Venerable shouted angrily at Hun Miesheng.

"Throw him out!" The Vice Hall Master's eyes showed a hint of disgust as he ordered the celestial being beside him.

The two Venerable Elder accepted the order and arrived before Hun Miesheng in the next instant.

Seeing how rude everyone was to him, Hun Miesheng couldn't believe it was true for a moment.

"You... you've rebelled!" Seeing that the two were really about to attack, Hun Miesheng roared angrily, revealing his Dou Sheng aura, which directly blasted the two away, sending them crashing into the surrounding walls, their fate unknown.

Witnessing this dog-eat-dog spectacle firsthand, Xiao Yan felt incredibly satisfied; he was the kind of person who would laugh in his dreams.

After subduing the Vice Hall Master and his entourage, he knew that Hun Miesheng was coming today, so he waited here for him to arrive.

"It was you who did this!" Hun Miesheng looked at Xiao Yan, his face extremely ugly.

He simply couldn't imagine what kind of bizarre method Xiao Yan had used to change everyone's perceptions.

These people are the core members of the Soul Hall and are extremely important to the Soul Hall. Without them collecting the Soul Origin, the Hun Clan's millennium plan will suffer an unprecedented blow.

"My friend, shouldn't I be asking you that? What is your purpose in barging into my Soul Hall without cause?" Xiao Yan first dismissed everyone, then questioned them with a cold laugh.

Hearing Xiao Yan's outrageous words, Hun Miesheng almost laughed out of anger.

In the end, he became an outsider.

However, despite his anger, he dared not act rashly.

Even with his Five-Star Dou Sheng eyesight, he couldn't perceive Xiao Yan's cultivation level, which was the most terrifying thing.

He certainly wouldn't dare to be too reckless with a mysterious expert who could easily control Dou Sheng Expert and whose strength was unknown.

"Damn it! I was careless this time." Hun Miesheng's expression was extremely ugly.

He then realized that, from the moment he stepped into this Underground Palace, the space had been shrouded by an immense power, making it impossible for any message to travel out.

It's fair to say that this was prepared specifically for him, just waiting for him to arrive.

"Who exactly are you? Do you know that the Hun Clan stands behind my Soul Hall?" Hun Miesheng asked tentatively.

Xiao Yan seemed to have appeared out of thin air; even his Soul Hall had no record of him. Therefore, he was very curious about Xiao Yan's identity.

"Xiao Yan, Descendant of the Xiao Clan, you should be familiar with the Soul Hall Master, right?" Xiao Yan didn't hide anything and directly revealed his identity with a smile.

Hun Miesheng narrowed his eyes, and upon hearing Xiao Yan's words, his pupils suddenly contracted. "Impossible! The Xiao Clan has long been defeated, how could they still have Dou Sheng Expert!"

He did know the name Xiao Yan, but Xiao Yan was just a young master from the fallen Xiao Clan, not even thirty years old. How could he possibly possess such formidable strength?!

"What's impossible?" Xiao Yan smiled faintly at Hun Miesheng's shock. "I know everything about your Hun Clan's millennium plan. Before coming here, I even destroyed your branch halls and the Soul-Devouring Life-Extinguishing Formation."

"How about that, surprised, right?"

As Xiao Yan spoke, he took out the Soul Origin he had plundered from his Storage Ring and played with it, displaying an air of utter infuriation.

Since Hun Miesheng was already trapped, he naturally didn't hesitate to chat with him a bit more, just to add some fun.

"You! You deserve to die!" Hun Miesheng initially didn't believe it, but when he heard about the Soul-Devouring Life-Extinguishing Formation, he could no longer control his emotions.

That was a branch hall and blood sacrifice array that they had spent a thousand years setting up, covering the entire Central Plains. It was the culmination of his years of hard work in operating the Soul Hall! And it's all gone just like that.

At this moment, Hun Miesheng wished he could tear Xiao Yan to pieces to vent his hatred.

"It seems we've talked a bit too much." Xiao Yan stood up, looking at Hun Miesheng with a cold smile, his meaning quite clear.

"Do you really think this Palace Master is afraid of you?" Sensing Xiao Yan's undisguised killing intent, Hun Miesheng was not to be outdone and coldly replied.

"Then this Palace Master will have to see for himself." Xiao Yan smiled faintly, and in the next instant, he appeared in front of Hun Miesheng, his hand lightly reaching for Hun Miesheng's head.

With just a casual strike, the speed was so fast that it couldn't be caught by the naked eye, and the force of the wind it generated tore through space, causing everyone around to stagger.

Wow, that's fast!

Such uncanny speed made Hun Miesheng's heart pound wildly. Relying on his combat instincts accumulated over the years, he barely managed to avoid fatal blows.

Puff!

Hun Miesheng's left arm exploded, but what splattered was not blood, but a black mist that enveloped the entire council hall.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several whooshing sounds rang out, and countless wisps of black mist shot out from the council hall, scattering in all directions.

"Damn it, what kind of flame is this?!" In the black mist, Hun Miesheng was pale, his left arm was empty, and a layer of flame covered the wound, preventing him from regenerating his severed limb.

With just one glance, he knew that Xiao Yan's strength was too terrifying, far beyond his ability to contend with; only the clan could handle it.

So he decisively used his escape technique, sacrificing an arm to get away.

"Destroyer of Life, how far can you run?" A golden light appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes as he watched the eerie black mist scatter in all directions.

After locking onto Hun Miesheng's location, his figure vanished instantly.

Hun Miesheng concealed his figure within a black mist and then frantically fled towards the outside world.

"Extinction, where are you headed?" Xiao Yan's calm voice rang out.

Immediately afterwards, Hun Miesheng saw in horror that a giant hand that controlled heaven and earth tore through the black mist and reached straight for his head.

"How... is this possible!" Faced with that colossal hand reaching for the sky, Hun Miesheng was utterly horrified.

Even with the Soul Perception of Heaven Realm Great Perfection expert, it would be impossible to discern which location was the true body's hiding place in a short time. How could Xiao Yan have broken through it so easily?

Just as his Hun Miesheng and his life was filled with despair, Xiao Yan's majestic voice rang out:

"From this day forward, you will be the Vice Hall Master of my Soul Hall."