After Hun Tiandi appeared, several more figures emerged from the vortex behind him. There were four in total, all among the Soul Clan's greatest fighting forces: the high-level Dou Sheng known as the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan!
As they appeared, every Gu Clan Elder's expression tightened. Defensive barriers rose from the mountains, and in an instant, intersecting light and shadows painted a dazzling spectacle.
"Hun Tiandi, quite the entrance. You managed to slip into the heart of our Gu Clan without a sound."
Gu Yuan stared at the man in grayish-white robes, his voice heavy.
"Hehe, perhaps one day I'll come here in a far more open and honorable fashion."
Hun Tiandi smiled, his tone relaxed and utterly casual, as though he were chatting with Gu Yuan about everyday affairs.
"Were you responsible for what happened to the Ling and Shi clans?"
Gu Yuan asked abruptly. Though he was already certain of the answer, he still wanted to ask.
"Perhaps? That might well be the case."
Hun Tiandi smiled carelessly, his gaze slowly sweeping over the Gu Clan experts below. Everyone his eyes passed over felt an uncontrollable chill well up from the depths of their souls. That seemingly peaceful gaze seethed with an emotionless coldness, as though all things beneath heaven were nothing but worthless weeds in his eyes. It chilled them to their very cores.
"So this is your plan. Have you already decided to walk that path?"
Gu Yuan waved a hand, dispersing the pressure Hun Tiandi had cast over the Gu Clan experts. Then he fixed his eyes on him and spoke slowly.
"But our Gu Clan won't let you have your way so easily."
Gu Yuan slowly shook his head and continued.
"Hehe, then we'll just have to wait and see."
Hun