Chapter 785: Despairing Deputy Hall Master of the Soul Hall

"Bang!"

After an unknown amount of time, beneath a pile of rubble, a hand suddenly stretched out.

"Whoosh—"

After that dust-covered arm appeared, the person's other hand and head also moved slightly.

Shortly after, the person struggled to crawl out from under the rubble.

Once the still dazed person looked around and found no danger, he immediately let out a great sigh of relief in his heart.

While controlling his storage ring, he took out a healing pill and swallowed it, then rejoiced: "Good thing that Ancient Clan Dou Zun didn't notice I'm still alive, otherwise I'd probably be in serious trouble!"

After saying that, he gazed at the empty surroundings and the vast expanse of rubble on the ground.

For a moment, he couldn't help feeling a bit lost.

"Oh no, the soul!"

Suddenly, the purple-clothed Dou Zun remembered there were still about twenty thousand soul remnants under his guard in this branch hall, and he urgently shouted.

Before his voice faded, he hurriedly forced his injured body forward, stumbling toward the direction of the Soul-Locking Hall as he remembered.

However, when he arrived at the former site of the Soul-Locking Hall, his pale, injured face instantly lost all color.

"It's over, all the souls are lost now, I'm done for."

Gazing at the broken bricks and tiles before him, the purple-clothed Dou Zun couldn't help but burst into tears.

As the Deputy Hall Master of the Earth Fiend Hall of the Soul Hall, he clearly knew what punishment awaited him when he met his superiors.

Given the current situation, he likely couldn't escape death.

"Damn Ancient Clan, they've razed the branch hall I was guarding to the ground—this is all your fault!"

Thinking back to the Ancient Clan Dou Zun who had previously destroyed their branch hall, the deputy hall master clenched his teeth, his heart filled with hatred toward that person.

Soon after, the purple-clothed Dou Zun seemed to recall something, muttering: "No, this is all the Ancient Clan's fault, it's Miss Xun'er's fault, he sent experts to deliberately destroy our branch hall."

Upon saying this, a glimmer of hope appeared on his face, and he declared firmly: "I must go see the Grand Heavenly Venerate right away and report the situation here; the Ancient Clan sending experts to sneak attack our Soul Hall—surely he will understand me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't care about his injuries, his body turned into a streak of light, and he shot toward the higher-level Soul Hall branch at full speed.

However, he didn't know that while he was being ambushed, the other branch halls nearby suffered similarly destructive attacks.

Even one of them was a branch hall personally guarded by a Six Heavenly Venerate.

But because that mysterious lightning-attributed Dou Zun was overwhelmingly strong,

the Six Heavenly Venerate, whose cultivation had already stepped into the first transformation of Dou Zun, also had to temporarily avoid the edge and choose to flee his guarded branch hall.

After the mysterious Dou Zun left and the Six Heavenly Venerate returned to his own branch hall,

he discovered that the entire branch hall had been completely razed, and the souls and guardians within had vanished without a trace.

As for the other attacked branch halls, aside from the one in the Nether Soul Mountain Range that managed to survive,

the rest suffered the same fate as the previously ambushed branch halls—being completely flattened.

This is a vast, endless desolate plain; on the plain, faint patches of green grass can be seen, but more prevalent is a desolate reddish-yellow hue.

Only high in the distant sky do occasional eagles fly by, emitting a few sharp cries.

Yet, at a certain moment, this plain shrouded in panic suddenly experienced a spatial fluctuation.

Immediately, the space above cracked open a pitch-black maw.

Immediately after, several somewhat embarrassed figures darted out from within and then sped toward the distant, winding Star Mountain Range.

"I haven't come to this Star Mountain Range in many years!"

Gazing at that continuous mountain range, Yaochen couldn't help but let out a sigh, saying.

"You brat, after establishing the Starfall Pavilion, you just became a hands-off manager, leaving everything to me, annoying me to no end."

Hearing his lament, Feng Xian immediately turned his head to look at the storage ring on Xiao Yan's finger and retorted.

"Hehe."

Upon hearing that, Yaochen gave a slightly embarrassed smile and said: "You know, I don't like this kind of thing; I only established the Starfall Pavilion to find her."

Hearing this, the Wind Venerable could only helplessly shake his head.

Then he waved his hand at the people behind him and continued rushing into the mountain range.

The group flew through the vast mountain range for nearly ten or so minutes before the leading Feng Xian finally slowed his descent.

Afterwards he took out an ancient jade, then tossed it out.

Instantly, a wisp of strange starlight seeped out from within the Guyu.

At the same time, the space before the group gradually twisted, eventually forming a spatial gate.

"Go."

Once the gate formed, the Wind Venerable said a word and then swiftly flew inside.

Moreover, since the Dou Zun present had already visited the Starfall Pavilion several times, seeing this scene caused no surprise; they promptly followed the Wind Venerable inside.

However, when Yaochen was brought into the Starfall Pavilion by Xiao Yan, his brows furrowed suddenly.

Because the current scene of the Starfall Pavilion differed greatly from what he had imagined.

Now this place not only lacked the prosperity of one of the four pavilions, but was instead permeated everywhere with a sense of desolation.

Still, considering others were present, Yaochen refrained from asking, temporarily suppressing his doubts in his heart.

Meanwhile, the excited Wind Venerable and Xiao Yan remained unaware of Yaochen's thoughts.

They were still delighted at how smoothly they had rescued the person.

Even after returning to the Starfall Pavilion, the Wind Venerable immediately announced his abdication, returning the Pavilion Master position to Yaochen.

The disciples and elders still in the Starfall Pavilion, upon hearing that the Pavilion's founder, the continent's top alchemist, the Venerable of Medicine, had returned, were overjoyed.

After all, with this eighth-grade peak alchemist joining them, their future days would certainly not be as miserable as before.

As for Yaochen, facing this situation, he could only bitterly smile and accept it.

After all, having gone through those previous events, he understood clearly that a person's strength, unless it is truly strong enough that others cannot shake it,

Otherwise, there will ultimately be a huge gap between an individual and a force.

Therefore, he also plans to properly manage this Starfall Pavilion this time.

After all, others, whether in information or personnel, will far surpass you.

If they really start fighting, these lone wolves, each alone, will indeed be at a great disadvantage.