Crossing Blades

After confirming the location of the Soul Hall to be handed over, Hun Miesheng gave his Soul Hall Hall Master Token to Xiao Yu.

Taking the token, Xiao Yu looked at Hun Zhang. "Do you have anything else to say? If not, you can leave."

The smile on Hun Zhang's face remained unchanged. "Before the clan leader came, he specifically instructed me to have the younger generation of our two clans interact properly and deepen our friendship."

A dark, profound aura spread from his body, and the sky dimmed under its influence.

Those in the Soul Hall with weaker cultivation felt their minds blur. In an instant, it was as if they had entered a world shrouded in dense fog, a world like a maze from which they could never escape.

Hun Feng and Hun Yu almost simultaneously broke free from the mental influence of Hun Zhang's aura, their eyes filled with shock.

"As expected of Lord Hun Zhang, the foremost of the Three Sword Saints. Just a trace of his aura nearly made me lose myself," Hun Yu said softly.

Hun Feng's face remained expressionless, but the obvious rise and fall of his chest showed that he was equally unsettled.

Xiao Ning and Xiao Mei, both at the mid-stage Seven-Star Dou Sheng level, looked at Hun Zhang with a hint of fear. After all, they were merely inferior products whose strength had been temporarily raised to this level through Spirit Worms. In terms of mental fortitude, they were probably not even comparable to Soul Hall Protectors.

Xiao Qing let out a strange cry and shot far away without caring about losing face.

"This guy is terrifying!"

Hun Zhang noticed the expressions of Xiao Ning and Xiao Mei, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. But when he