Chapter 334: 334. Chapter 334 Xiao Yan: A descendant of the Xiao Clan, requests an audience with the ancestor!
334. Chapter 334 Xiao Yan: A descendant of the Xiao Clan, requests an audience with the ancestor!
Boom—
In the Soul Realm, a deafening sound erupted from a gloomy and terrifying expanse of black earth.
Clearly, the entire Soul Realm was trembling along with Hun Tiandi's current rage. In the dim sky, cold black mist surged from time to time, as if countless ghosts were whispering in low voices. The entire space was shrouded in a suffocating atmosphere of oppression.
Seeing Hun Tiandi in such a rage, Hun Xuzi was stunned; he had not seen Hun Tiandi this furious in many years.
In the past, Hun Tiandi had always maintained a sense of composure at all times. At this moment, in a grand hall in the deepest part of that pitch-black palace complex, Hun Tiandi was sitting upright on a high throne.
His handsome face was covered in gloom, and his eyes, like abysses, radiated a suffocating pressure.
The temperature of the entire hall seemed to drop sharply because of his anger.
To the left of Hun Tiandi, Hun Xuzi stood respectfully with a look of trepidation on his face, while to the right of Hun Tiandi stood four figures.
They wore uniform black robes and hoods, making it impossible to see their faces.
But that heart-palpitating aura revealed their extraordinary status.
They were the Soul Clan's renowned Four Demon Saints—Hun Tu, Hun Sha, Hun Jing, and Hun Yan.
These four were all at the Seven-Star Dou Saint Late Stage cultivation level and were the top combat power of the Soul Clan, second only to Hun Tiandi and Void Swallowing Flame.
"Clan Leader, what should we do next? Are we just going to keep cowering in the Soul Realm?"
Hun Xuzi could not help but ask, his voice carrying a hint of anxiety.
The Four Demon Saints also looked at Hun Tiandi in unison, clearly also waiting for the Clan Leader's decision.
At this moment, Hun Tiandi fell into silence. A trace of confusion flashed through his deep, abyssal eyes; clearly, he also found the current predicament thorny.
The hall fell into a deathly silence, with only the sounds of ghostly wailing and howling echoing from afar, adding a touch of eeriness to this space.
"Continue to wait, wait for their patience to wear thin, wait for the Six Clan Alliance to disband. At the very least, within three hundred years, the bloodline of my Soul Clan will not decline!"
After a long while, Hun Tiandi's low and majestic voice slowly sounded. Once these words were spoken, everyone present could not help but look at one another.
Although this decision meant that the Soul Clan would continue to lie dormant, under the current situation, there seemed to be no other way.
Hun Xuzi and the Four Demon Saints could only nod silently, a trace of helplessness flashing in their eyes.
Just at this moment, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open.
A member of the Soul Clan ran in in a panic: "Clan... Clan Leader, it's bad! Lord Void... Lord Void's condition seems to have worsened again!"
The clansman said, gasping for breath.
Hearing this news, Hun Tiandi's expression instantly became even gloomier. He stood up abruptly, and a heart-palpitating, terrifying aura erupted from his body.
"What? Quickly...!"
Hun Tiandi said coldly, his voice carrying a hint of anxiety.
Having said that, Hun Tiandi strode out of the hall, with Hun Xuzi and the Four Demon Saints following closely behind.
Soon, the group arrived in front of another palace, only to see countless black flames dancing around the palace. Pushing open the doors, everyone saw a shocking scene.
Void Swallowing Flame's massive body was curled up in the center of the hall, with thick black flames swirling around his body.
However, at this moment, those black flames had become extremely unstable, sometimes burning fiercely and sometimes dim and lusterless.
Pain flickered in Void Swallowing Flame's eyes, which were as deep as black holes; clearly, he was enduring immense torture.
"Void Swallowing Flame!"
Hun Tiandi stepped forward quickly, his face filled with worry.
Void Swallowing Flame slowly raised his head, and a trace of complexity flashed through his deep eyes.
"Hun Tiandi, I am afraid I will need to recuperate for a very long time this time."
Void Swallowing Flame said with difficulty, his voice filled with weakness. Hearing this, Hun Tiandi's expression became even uglier.
He knew very well that Void Swallowing Flame's condition was of vital importance to the Soul Clan.
Now that Void Swallowing Flame was heavily injured, the overall strength of the Soul Clan would undoubtedly be greatly reduced.
At this moment, in the hall not far away, Void Swallowing Flame shook his head gently, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
"Healing is easier said than done? This injury is even more serious than I imagined. I am afraid it will be difficult to recover without ten years."
Once these words were spoken, the Soul Clan members beside Void Swallowing Flame all gasped.
Ten years, while not too long for experts like them, appeared exceptionally precious under the current situation.
Void Swallowing Flame heard this, and a trace of complexity flashed through his deep eyes.
He knew very well that the current Soul Clan was already in a precarious situation.
If it truly reached a desperate situation, the Soul Clan might very well hand him over to appease the anger of the other six clans.
Thinking of this, Void Swallowing Flame could not help but sigh to himself.
However, judging by Hun Tiandi's intention earlier, he should not easily hand him over.
After all, if he were handed over, the entire Soul Clan would completely head toward weakness. When the Soul Clan faced the various clans again, they would lose at least fifty percent of their winning chances! He, the dignified second-ranked existence on the Exotic Flame Ranking, would actually fall to such a state.
On the Central Plains Continent outside the Soul Realm, the camp of the Six-Clan Allied Forces was also filled with gloom.
Looking around, the entire camp was shrouded in a depressed atmosphere. Countless tents stood like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, but they lacked the vitality of the past.
More than half a year had passed, but the Soul Clan had not made any moves. Especially some young clansmen; they had not experienced the disaster brought by the Spirit Devouring Clan back then, and naturally, they lacked a sense of crisis.
"How long are we going to wait like this?"
A young Yan Clan member could not help but complain.
"That's right, the Soul Clan has become a tortoise hiding its head now, what are we still afraid of?"
Another Lei Clan member also chimed in.
As soon as the two finished speaking, a chorus of agreement sounded all around. Clearly, many people were impatient with this endless waiting.
Just as everyone was discussing heatedly, a majestic voice suddenly rang out:
"What are you all bickering about?"
Several old men dressed in luxurious robes were seen walking over slowly; they were precisely the Elders of the various clans.
A look of slight displeasure was on the faces of the few Elders, clearly dissatisfied with these clansmen complaining in private.
"Clan Leader Gu Yuan is already working hard to find the location of the Soul Realm, so we must steady our state of mind now. You must know, the existence of the Spirit Devouring Clan's abilities in this world is the greatest threat."
One Elder said in a deep voice.
Hearing the Elder's reprimand, those young people immediately fell silent like cicadas in winter, not daring to say anything more.
But judging from the look of unwillingness that flashed through their eyes, it was clear their hearts were still filled with dissatisfaction.
The Elders exchanged glances, and all saw a trace of worry in each other's eyes.
That's right!
If things continue like this, I fear it won't be long before the Six-Clan Allied Forces collapse from within.
The most terrifying thing is not being dragged out like this by the Soul Clan, but the disintegration of morale!
After all, public opinion is to be feared. (End of this chapter)
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