104: The elves are in danger!

Soul Realm.

Hun Xuzi walked through a long corridor, and suddenly his vision widened.

Next to the gloomy and dark Hall of Souls, there was a spacious and bright pond. At this moment, a middle-aged man with a somewhat sinister yet beautiful face was standing under a pavilion, admiring the fish in the pond.

Seeing this person, Hun Xuzi immediately knelt down, respectfully bowing his head and reporting, "Clan Chief, the Hall of Souls has failed, and many Dou Zun powerhouses of the Hall of Souls died in this battle."

Only a small number of people with extremely high cultivation in the Hall of Souls could enter the Hun Clan and become members of the Hun Clan, and those Dou Zun were naturally not counted among them.

Therefore, Hun Xuzi didn't really care much about their lives or deaths.

"Mm."

Hun Tiandi made a slight sound, his expression unchanged.

"A Nine-Star Dou Zun, although he is a descendant of the Xiao Clan, he doesn't have the Emperor Realm Bloodline. He is not our focus, do you understand, Hun Xuzi?"

At this point, Hun Tiandi finally retracted his gaze and looked at Hun Xuzi.

Attacking Xiao Lei was not his idea, but Hun Xuzi's.

It wasn't like the Ancient Clan; Hun Tiandi simply felt that Xiao Lei wasn't worth his attention.

"Yes, I understand!"

The main goal of the Hall of Souls has always been to collect Soul bodies to help Void Swallowing Flame Breakthrough to Emperor Realm Soul.

And what is the current focus of the Hun Clan?

Of course, it's the Spirit Clan!

"It's just that because of this battle, the Hall of Souls' combat power has severely declined..."

"The matter of Soul bodies..."

Before Hun Xuzi could finish his sentence, a black flame broke through the Void Realm and appeared beside Hun Tiandi.

The flame transformed into a human figure, and a somewhat sinister laugh came from its mouth, "Jie jie jie! Just some Dou Zun, aren't there many in the Hun Clan? We've raised them for so long, it wasn't for nothing. Just send some to gain some experience!"

Hun Tiandi had no reluctance in sending the younger generation of the Hun Clan to capture Soul bodies.

The Hun Clan does not raise trash!

He could let Void Swallowing Flame devour the trash and then improve the other capable Geniuses of the Hun Clan.

After a brief thought, Hun Tiandi made a decision, "From the Dou Zun in the clan, pick a portion of those with poorer talent."

"As for the Spirit Clan matter, move it up a bit. I've had a bad premonition recently!"

Hearing this, Hun Xuzi was startled.

Premonitions might be psychological for ordinary people, but for truly powerful cultivators, they are more like prophecies.

Originally, according to Hun Xuzi's plan, the destruction of the Spirit Clan would take place before the Ancient Clan's coming-of-age ceremony. At that time, all the attention of the Emperor Clans would be on the Ancient Clan, which would undoubtedly be the best opportunity.

"I understand, Clan Chief! I'll go take care of it now!"

Hun Xuzi was about to get up and leave, but Hun Tiandi's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a breath of death suddenly condensed in Hun Xuzi's heart.

"The Hall of Souls matter is minor, I won't pursue it! But if you fail in the Spirit Clan matter, then be prepared to be reforged!"

His cold words carried no trace of emotion, only an icy chill that could solidify everything.

Even a Seven-Star Dou Sheng like Hun Xuzi couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, "Yes! Yes!"

...Purple Thunder Pavilion, Phoenix Perch Mountain.

A powerful aura appeared on the mountain peak, and its Saintly might spread out like ripples.

"Where is Xiao Lei!"

The newcomer was a hunched old man, yet within his withered body, there was a fighting Qi that could make the world change color.

The old man frowned slightly, a bit impatient. If it were usual, with his temperament, he would have directly attacked and captured the target. However, considering that the Clan Chief had personally asked him to "invite" Xiao Lei to the Ancient World, he reluctantly restrained his temper.

Feeling this powerful aura, Venerable Skyfire, who was stationed in the Purple Thunder Pavilion, immediately leaped into the sky.

"Pavilion Master Xiao Lei is not in the Pavilion. Senior, why have you come?"

Venerable Skyfire's eyes narrowed slightly. What good could come from someone showing up like this and speaking so presumptuously!

Hearing this, the old man suddenly glared at Venerable Skyfire, greatly displeased. His Soul Strength spread out, scanning the entire Purple Thunder Pavilion.

However, the result was nothing. Aside from Venerable Skyfire, the entire Purple Thunder Pavilion only contained some Dou Zun Puppets and Disciples who had just joined the Purple Thunder Pavilion.

"This Saint asks you, where did he go?"

As he spoke, an aura locked onto Venerable Skyfire, making the latter's body tremble.

"I don't know!"

Venerable Skyfire replied stubbornly.

As his words fell, a cold snort echoed, like muffled thunder in the air, making Venerable Skyfire's heart tremble.

Wild winds surged, and the old man's anger swept over like a monstrous tsunami.

However, the next moment, the other party directly escaped into the Void Realm and disappeared.

Venerable Skyfire only then recovered, gasping for a few breaths as if he had escaped a disaster.

He then muttered a few complaints in his heart, "What's with the Divine Qi! A Half-Saint calling himself 'This Saint'!"

When Xiao Lei returned to the Purple Thunder Pavilion after the Starfall Pavilion war, Venerable Skyfire had felt his aura. At that time, Xiao Lei was a One-Star Dou Sheng.

The pressure the old man gave him was far weaker than Xiao Lei's, his cultivation level was obvious.

"This damned Xiao Lei!"

In the Void Realm, the old man muttered Xiao Lei's name resentfully.

Although he was extremely angry and wished he could slap Venerable Skyfire to death and slaughter the people of the Purple Thunder Pavilion to force Xiao Lei to appear, doing so would undoubtedly be foolish.

Gu Yuan's order was to invite Xiao Lei to the Ancient Clan, for the sake of a good reputation.

If he resorted to force, it would undoubtedly be seen as coercion, going against Gu Yuan's intention.

"What kind of situation is this!"

The old man felt a headache coming on, and Gu Dao had already approached him, asking him to confirm whether the ancient jade was in Xiao Lei's hands or Xiao Yan's hands.

Now Xiao Lei couldn't be found, and Xiao Yan was in the Starfall Pavilion.

The news of Yao Chen's promotion to Dou Sheng was already known throughout the continent. For him, a Half-Saint, to go and question someone else's Disciple about whether they had the ancient jade...

This looked like a suicidal act, didn't it!

What did it have to do with him whether they had the ancient jade or not!

It was completely unreasonable!

The ancient jade was what the Ancient Clan wanted, but his life was his own!

The old man thought very clearly.

"I heard that this Xiao Lei is also a Senior Alchemist. Is it possible that the Pill Tower might have information about him?"

At this point, he was like a headless fly, buzzing around. The old man simply headed towards the Pill Tower's location.

As for Xiao Lei's whereabouts... Let's rewind the time to a few days after the Starfall Pavilion war ended.

Xiao Lei, who successfully helped Senior Yao revive and obtained Dou Sheng cultivation, naturally ended their previous transaction. And with Qing Lin's return, Xiao Lei's transaction with Xiao Xun'er naturally also expired.

So Xiao Lei naturally returned to the Purple Thunder Pavilion.

On the way back, Qing Lin mentioned what happened in the Ancient Clan to Xiao Lei.

"So that Ancient Tian She Soul of yours was given to you by Xiao Xun'er, oh no, she should be called Gu Xun'er now?"

Qing Lin briefly explained the conflict between Gu Xun'er and Gu Dao to Xiao Lei, and then talked about the many eye technique Demonic Beasts she had obtained.

"Yes, originally she wanted to come herself, but the Ancient Clan internally, as well as all the Emperor Clans, actually hoped that Young Master you would die in the hands of the Hall of Souls. As the Young Miss of the Ancient Clan, if she acted, it would not represent her personally but all the Emperor Clans."

"So she took out many Eighth-tier Demonic Beasts and eye techniques and gave them to me, telling me about your situation. This Ancient Tian She Soul was also given to me at this time."

Xiao Lei understood a bit after hearing this. He had already entered the eyes of the Emperor Clan people, but his cultivation on the surface was still low, and these people were unwilling to directly act for the sake of their reputation.

He then somewhat jokingly ruffled Qing Lin's head, "What, aren't you afraid of standing against all the Emperor Clans!"

Hearing this, the young girl immediately showed a serious expression.

Life in the Ancient Clan was very comfortable; there was no fighting, no work, and the Ancient Clan provided Cultivation resources. Qing Lin only needed to stay in her room and Cultivate.

The Geniuses of the Ancient Clan were surprised by Qing Lin's talent, and there were countless admirers.

Gu Dao had secretly approached her, promising many benefits, wanting her to willingly stay in the Ancient Clan.

However, Qing Lin's belief remained consistent.

"Qing Lin is not afraid!"

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