In the palace hall of a bustling ancient city in the Central Plains, over a hundred senior representatives from first- and second-rate powers across the region sat together, discussing the great crisis looming over them.
"The Mist Cloud Empire has gone too far! Unifying the Northwest Continent wasn't enough for them-they've actually reached their claws into the Central Plains! They clearly don't take any of us seriously!" Bam! A palm slammed onto the table, instantly denting its surface, which was made of diamond wood reputed to be harder than refined iron. The sect master of a long-established Central Plains power snorted coldly.
After sweeping through and conquering the Northwest Continent, the Mist Cloud Empire had consolidated its forces and begun encroaching on the powers of the Central Plains, the continent's heartland. Already, quite a few second- and third-rate powers guarded by Dou Zong experts had been conquered and annexed, and the empire showed no intention of stopping.
The Mist Cloud Empire's domineering actions had shocked and unsettled many powers in the Central Plains. If it were allowed to keep expanding unchecked, it might not be long before its blade turned toward them.
A gray-robed elder seated at the table pondered for a moment, then said quietly, "A mere third-rate power from a remote region actually managed to annex the Northwest Continent and become arrogant enough to meddle in the Central Plains. The Mist Cloud Empire must have some powerful hidden faction backing it... Word has it that the destruction of the Hall of Souls was connected to the Mist Cloud Empire!"
The moment they heard the gray-robed elder's revelation, the voices clamoring to destroy the Mist Cloud Empire fell silent.
That was the Hall of Souls-the strongest publicly known power in the Central Plains! It acted with ruthless arrogance, and