A bright moon hung high in the sky, casting down a cold, clear radiance. The empty wilderness was draped in a veil of silvery white.
Upon the earth, crimson lines outlined a complex and profound pattern. It was an enormous formation!
Black mist streaked with scarlet filled the formation, emanating an eerie, bloody, and sinister aura.
The Earthly Sovereigns who had escaped from the Ancient Heavenly Palace all wore grim expressions.
Before them, four black-robed figures stood in the air. Pitch-black flames covered the grand formation, sealing off the surrounding space completely.
"Hehehe... Good evening, everyone."
Out of the tiger's jaws and into the wolf's den...
The burly Xia Emperor, clad in a golden dragon robe, looked so grim that water seemed ready to drip from his face. "You... are from the Soul Hall, aren't you?"
"Sharp eyes, Xia Emperor." The young man standing at the far left among the four clapped his hands, his tone teasing.
The Xia Emperor merely glanced at him before ignoring him. A Ninth Grade Sovereign was nothing but an ant!
His gaze fixed upon the two people in the middle.
The man standing at the front appeared rather young, yet he possessed the unmistakable aura of an Earthly Sovereign. Slightly behind him to the left stood a man with an unfathomably deep aura, whose presence sent waves of dread through him.
"Hun Xuzi, what are you trying to do? Does your Soul Hall intend to make enemies of all of us?" Someone recognized the identity of the man with the deep aura and shouted.
"Enemies? Are you worthy?" Hun Xuzi revealed a sinister smile. "Besides, if we leave all of you here, who would know that we did it?"
Hun Yufeng stepped forward and smiled faintly. "Hurry up and act. Delays invite complications."
Hun