"Damn it, I've lost contact with the sub-flame!"
Outside the black-flame space, his expression changed abruptly when he sensed that his connection to the Nihility Devouring Flame's Sub-Flame had been severed.
"Damn it, where did he come from? Even the Nihility Devouring Flame..."
Hun Miesheng's eyes flickered rapidly. Then he gritted his teeth and darted toward the black-flame space beside him, which had yet to dissipate. This sub-flame had been hard to obtain. If anything truly happened to it, he would have a difficult time explaining himself when he returned to the clan.
"Heh, to think the illustrious Soul Hall Master would welcome me so warmly. I'm truly overwhelmed by the honor!"
Yet just as Hun Miesheng ignored the Grand Elder's attempts to stop him and approached the black-flame space, a teasing chuckle suddenly sounded from within. The space abruptly collapsed, slowly revealing a slender figure in black.
"A three-star Dou Sheng?! You actually took the Nihility Devouring Flame and..."
When Hun Changqing appeared, an aura of seamless harmony with heaven and earth radiated from him. Horror immediately flooded Hun Miesheng's eyes, and he cried out in shock.
"Heh, it tasted quite good. Thank you for your hospitality, Hall Master."
Hun Changqing nodded with a chuckle, his tone sincere and brimming with gratitude.
At those words, Hun Miesheng's mind went blank and his breath caught. He clenched his teeth so hard they nearly shattered. Yet the composure he had cultivated over the years allowed him to recover quickly. He fixed Hun Changqing with a dark stare and barked coldly.
"This time, I've fallen into your trap. But I will personally settle this score."
Knowing that his trump card could do nothing against the two of them, Hun Miesheng understood that staying served no purpose. After weighing the situation, he hesitated