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Xiao Yan's gaze paused on the jade-white skeleton sitting cross-legged on the stone seat. His heart stirred slightly, and his eyes flickered with thought.
"Brother Wei, to refine a body for Master, we'll need the remains of a powerful expert—the stronger the better. This skeleton of a Dou Sheng is completely intact. Tell me, if we were to use it as the vessel, could Master possibly step into the Dou Sheng realm through it?" Xiao Yan quietly transmitted his voice.
Hearing that, Wei Yang raised his brows slightly. After pondering for a moment, he replied, "...It's not impossible."
"Then why not—" Xiao Yan's tone suddenly grew excited.
A Dou Sheng!
If Yao Lao could truly use this to ascend to the Dou Sheng level, then they would no longer have to fear the Hall of Souls at all in the future. Besides, Yao Lao had sacrificed so much for him. If there was even a chance, Xiao Yan naturally wanted to do everything he could for his master.
"Hehe, actually, I've been eyeing that skeleton myself." Wei Yang said through sound transmission.
"That's great! Then later, when chaos breaks out, we'll ignore those light spheres and Heaven Grade Dou Techniques—let's just go straight for that skeleton!" Xiao Yan's eyes gleamed as he transmitted his voice excitedly.
"No, don't move at the start. That'll make us the first target for everyone. Blend into the crowd for a bit first, observe the situation, then decide."
Wei Yang shook his head slightly and replied via sound transmission, "Besides, did you forget the remnant souls of the Ancient Heavenly Phoenix and the Ancient Void Dragon from before?"
"Remnant souls... Brother Wei, you mean—!" Xiao Yan's pupils shrank abruptly.
"There's a high chance of that." Wei Yang took a slow breath and half-closed his eyes.
Hiss~
Xiao Yan also drew in a sharp breath of cold air, his whole body trembling slightly. If that was true, then... heavens!
Time passed.
While they waited for the seal to fade, more and more experts and factions continuously arrived. As the number of strong people gathered grew, the atmosphere within the grand hall became increasingly tense and subtle.
Everyone knew that the person they were just chatting and laughing with could, at any moment, turn around and strike them down without hesitation. In such a mood, some related factions or familiar experts began to secretly gather together—forming temporary alliances or small groups.
Just like how Wei Yang and Tang Zhen had done earlier.
You had to form alliances here. In such a chaotic place, relying on one person's strength alone, even if you got your hands on a treasure, you probably wouldn't live long enough to keep it.
Tang Zhen squinted his old eyes, secretly signaling to the people of Burning Flame Valley. His group slowly moved closer toward Wei Yang's side.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
One after another, figures darted rapidly into the grand hall from outside. However, despite the growing crowd, the hall remained deathly silent.
The oppressive tension caused cold sweat to break out quietly on many foreheads. The Dou Qi within everyone's bodies was already surging, ready to erupt at the slightest disturbance.
In this state, even the smallest movement could set off a chain reaction—each person's Dou Qi bursting forth at once, unleashing terrifying destruction.
Some, sensing the growing danger, had already chosen to quietly retreat, unwilling to wade any deeper into these muddy waters. After all, no matter how precious a treasure was, if you died for it, it was meaningless.
Of course, the majority still chose to stay—hoping to seize that one slim chance to win fortune through danger.
Wei Yang stood with his hands behind his back, eyes half closed as though resting, but in truth, his soul perception constantly enveloped the entire grand hall. Strangely enough, the Hall of Souls had yet to appear.
Could they be plotting something in secret?
As for the idea that they might not be interested in this ancient ruin?
Impossible!
With so many high-level souls here, how could they possibly give up such a feast?
"These guys always show up wherever there's treasure, and they love meddling in everything. Now they're suddenly quiet like this? That's unlike them... Could they be setting a trap for me?" Wei Yang's thoughts turned cautious.
The Hall of Souls wants to target me? No, I can't stay passive—I need to prepare a trump card in advance.
Thinking that, his hidden hand beneath his sleeve began to rub together discreetly.
"Hehe, come on then. If you really dare to mess with me, I'll give you all a blast!"
A dangerous curve lifted at the corner of Wei Yang's lips as he sneered in his heart.
Mushroom bombs—I've got plenty. If you're not afraid of dying, just come. Let's see if I don't blow you sky-high. Hm?
Wei Yang's half-closed eyes suddenly snapped open, turning sharply toward the direction outside the hall. Right at that moment—
An extremely cold and sinister aura spread swiftly from that direction. Along with it came a sharp, eerie laugh that suddenly echoed throughout the grand hall.
"Jie jie jie, looks like this old man came just in time."
Hearing that all-too-familiar eerie laugh, Wei Yang sneered, "So, you've finally decided to show yourself, huh."
Beside him, a chill surfaced in Xiao Yan's eyes as well. The sharp sound waves spread across the vast main hall, causing the expressions of many experts to subtly change. Clearly, everyone here held deep fear and wariness toward the newcomer.
Wuuu~
A ghostly wailing sound echoed from outside the hall.
Moments later, an overwhelming black mist surged in from the entrance, flooding the air before finally gathering in the center of the grand hall. As the mist churned and gradually dissipated, several shadowy figures hidden within were revealed.
With such a distinct entrance, there was no need for words—everyone already knew exactly who had arrived.
"The people from Hall of Souls are here!"
The hearts of many skipped a beat, and their brows furrowed.
Everyone on the continent knew the Hall of Souls's reputation and terrifying strength. If they were here to meddle in the battle for the Heaven Grade Dou Technique, then today's already chaotic situation was about to become even more unpredictable.
All eyes turned toward the sky above.
The few figures hovering there radiated overwhelming auras—without question, each one was a Dou Zun. Among them, the leader was a tall, emaciated figure completely wrapped in a wide black robe. His aura faintly leaked outward—it was that of a high-level Dou Zun!
Another Tian Zun powerhouse, perhaps?
However—
Wei Yang merely raised an eyebrow, a hint of doubt in his eyes. It seemed the Hall of Souls was really short-staffed lately.
Knowing he was here, and yet they only sent these few scraps?
One high-level Dou Zun and four low-to-mid level Dou Zun. That lineup…Tch.
In midair, the withered old man glanced down at the crowd below, his raspy laughter echoing through the hall.
"Jie jie jie, what a lively scene! It's been a long time since I've seen such a grand gathering. Who would've thought this ancient ruin would attract so many people? We don't even have to do anything—if we just stay here and collect souls, we'll be making quite the fortune, won't we?"
The moment his words fell, disgust flickered across many faces.
The Hall of Souls's habit of capturing souls all over Central Plains was no secret—it was common knowledge, and universally despised. But because of the Hall of Souls's terrifying might, most people could only turn a blind eye.
An unspoken understanding. Now, to boast about it so brazenly in front of everyone—how utterly arrogant!
The withered old man's eyes swept over the crowd coldly, completely ignoring their reactions. To him, they were nothing but trash. Suddenly, his gaze froze—locking onto Wei Yang.
"Wei Yang!"
The old man spat the name out word by word, gritting his teeth. His voice was cold, yet beneath that chill, there was a faint tremor—fear.
The many gazes within the grand hall followed his line of sight, finally landing on that domineering figure cloaked in black. In that moment, a few people's eyes began to gleam with a trace of amusement.
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