Jia Ma Empire, Misty Cloud Sect Back Mountain Forbidden Grounds.
Yun Shan identified his origins at once, sending a jolt through Protector Wu's heart. Then he understood. As the sect master of the Misty Cloud Sect, Yun Shan must have seen or heard of the things Yun Potian had left behind. It was only natural that he knew of the Soul Hall.
"Heh heh heh, since you know where I come from, Sect Master Yun, do you still intend to make a desperate last stand?" Protector Wu laughed sinisterly, undisguised contempt in his eyes.
Compared with the Soul Hall, the Misty Cloud Sect was no more than an ant. He could crush it whenever he pleased.
Hearing the contempt in his words, Yun Shan seethed inwardly, but he did not show it. Circumstances were stronger than he was.
"What brings you tens of thousands of miles to my Misty Cloud Sect?" Yun Shan asked gravely, resisting the pressure radiating from Protector Wu.
Seeing that Yun Shan would no longer act rashly, Protector Wu reined in his aura and said with a smile, "It seems Sect Master Yun knows which way the wind blows. In that case, I will get straight to the point.
"Surely you already understand that, relying on your own cultivation alone, you will never break beyond Dou Emperor and become a Dou Zong in this lifetime?"
Facing him, Yun Shan did not want to admit it, but he had already tried several times. With little time left to live, he truly had no chance of breaking through to Dou Zong without outside help.
"And what if I do?" Yun Shan asked in a low voice.
"Heh heh heh, nothing at all. I come from the Soul Hall and serve as a Soul Hall Protector. You should understand,