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Above the inner region of Holy Pill City, within a void space.
At this moment, two wills were being transmitted, interweaving with each other as they conversed.
"Earlier, someone tried to spy on the Star Region, but luckily I managed to scare them off. They didn't awaken the Three Thousand Burning Flame, otherwise, it would've been another round of trouble." Within the void, an old voice slowly echoed.
"Do you know who it was?"
"No. But this person's soul power was not weak, it was at the Spirit Realm. From my guess, it should undoubtedly be a Tier 8 alchemist. I faintly sensed that kind of scorching aura."
"A Tier 8 alchemist? Since when did another unknown Tier 8 appear on the continent? Could it be someone from Hall of Souls? According to some intelligence, they have a great deal of interest in the Three Thousand Burning Flame as well.
Three years from now is the Pill Gathering. I expect that by then Hall of Souls will definitely send people to participate. If they manage to seize one of the top ten spots, they'll surely make a move on the Three Thousand Burning Flame." A low, doubtful voice quietly sounded.
"I don't know if it was someone from Hall of Souls. Although I shattered the soul fragment that tried to peek, it was merely a split soul of the other party. Besides, the moment it sensed danger, it withdrew quickly. It shouldn't have caused too much damage."
"In the future, we still need to strengthen our defenses. The Three Thousand Burning Flame absorbs the light of the stars, and its power will only continue to grow stronger.
We can't possibly keep it sealed forever. Yet it harbors deep resentment toward us. If it truly breaks free from its seal, the entire Holy Pill City could be destroyed by it."
"That's why, three years later, if someone can manage to subdue it, that would be for the best, saving us a massive headache. But of course, the one who tames it must absolutely not be from Hall of Souls.
Far too many alchemists' souls on the continent have already fallen into their hands. The Three Thousand Burning Flame must never be allowed to end up in their possession."
"Of course. Those damned people from Hall of Souls… just what exactly are they trying to do? They've captured so many soul bodies. Hah, I can't shake off this feeling of unease."
As those words faded, the void space fell silent.
The silence lasted for a while.
Then, a deep and aged voice finally spoke slowly: "It's said that even Yao Chen has fallen into Hall of Souls's hands."
"Yao Chen… that's truly a distant name. Hah, back then, he was meant to be one of the three giants of the Pill Tower as well. Unfortunately, his ambitions didn't lie here. Hall of Souls has really gone too far!"
"By the way, have you heard about the great battle at Fallen God Ravine not long ago?"
"Mm, what about it?"
That incident caused a huge uproar, no less than an earthquake in Central Plains. Even though nearly half a year has passed, it's still a hot topic.
After all, it concerned one of the Three Valleys — Ice River Valley, which has now fallen into decline.
At present, Ice River Valley has only two or three decrepit Elders left, former Dou Zong experts who had already retired, now forced to come out and prop up the sect's crumbling front.
And with Ice River Valley's decline, the many external interests they had to abandon turned into a giant cake that countless forces coveted and fought over.
Of course, what the Pill Tower focused on was not that.
"It's said this matter was tied to the legendary Woeful Poison Body."
"The Woeful Poison Body… it has appeared again? Truly a troublesome era."
Another silence followed.
After a moment.
"It seems Hall of Souls was also involved?"
"Mm. But this time, they suffered quite a loss." Another aged voice, tinged with schadenfreude, said: "Not only did Ice River Valley lose two Dou Zun, but even Hall of Souls itself reportedly lost two One-Star Dou Zun."
"Oh? Four Dou Zun actually perished? And that even includes Ice River, that old veteran powerhouse?!" The voice sounded shocked, as if lightly sucking in a breath.
Ice River Valley aside, even Hall of Souls must've felt the sting of losing two Dou Zun at once, right?
After all, a Dou Zun, even in Hall of Souls, holds a very high position and is addressed as a Tianzun.
They are not like Dou Zong-level Protectors, who can be casually sacrificed without much heartache.
"This generation's Woeful Poison Body is actually that terrifying?" The voice grew heavy.
Every time the Woeful Poison Body appeared in the world, it meant a great catastrophe. And this generation's Woeful Poison Body seemed to be excessively strong!
"Well, it wasn't all killed by the Woeful Poison Body. Several people joined hands." Another voice responded, "According to some discreet information I managed to obtain, it seems… it even involved Yao Chen's student."
"Oh? Yao Chen's student? You mean Han Feng— no, wait, you said student, not disciple?"
"Not Han Feng. I've heard that Han Feng is already dead. This was another student of Yao Chen."
There was a difference between a disciple and a student.
"Hehe, another student of Yao Chen, is it? I'd really like to see him. To be able to join hands with the Woeful Poison Body and inflict such a loss on Hall of Souls, he must have some extraordinary abilities.
And to be chosen by that picky old fellow Yao Chen, his talent in alchemy must be remarkable. I just wonder, compared to those two little monsters of the Cao Clan and Dan Clan, how would he measure up?" The voice spoke slowly.
Judging from the tone, there was no ripple of emotion over Han Feng's death. Not even the slightest curiosity. Instead, there was genuine interest toward this so-called student.
The other voice clearly shared the same indifference toward Han Feng, not bothering to mention him again.
The truth was, Han Feng was only fortunate enough to be adopted by Yao Chen. In terms of true talent, he wasn't much. At least, not worth the attention of these two figures.
Moreover, regarding Han Feng's character, they had always harbored doubts.
Some of the older figures even suspected that Yao Chen's disappearance back then had something to do with Han Feng.
Especially since Han Feng abandoned his position as the young master of Falling Star Pavilion and instead slipped away to the Black-Corner Region, which was even more suspicious.
No matter how one looked at it, it reeked of a guilty conscience.
After all, with his teacher missing, instead of searching diligently, he ran off to the Black-Corner Region to mess around. What did that look like?
It was only because of the lack of evidence, and because people didn't want to disgrace Yao Chen's name by being accused of bullying his disciple, that they chose to turn a blind eye.
But in their hearts, Han Feng had always been a waste of the title of Yao Chen's sole disciple — utterly unworthy of it.
No real talent, no real strength.
If not for his luck of being picked up by Yao Chen as a child and raised personally, developing a bond, someone like him would never even be able to step onto the stage in the eyes of top-tier powers.
"The two little girls from the Cao Clan and Dan Clan are both monstrous geniuses. Barely in their twenties, and already high-level tier seven. At this pace, within a hundred years, they'd be qualified to become the next generation's giants of the Pill Tower.
Compared to them, this student of Yao Chen's should be far inferior. After all, if he really had such monstrous talent, that old fellow Yao Chen would never have left him as just a student. He would've taken him in as a personal disciple." The voice calmly analyzed.
"That's true."
"Mm, enough. Let's not worry about other things. Three years from now is the Pill Gathering. Our priority is to see it successfully held.
As for Hall of Souls, though strong, they're not powerful enough to cover the sky with one hand. If they truly harbor some shocking conspiracy, the Ancient Clans and the other hidden ancient forces won't just sit idly by."
"For now, all we need to do is make sure the Three Thousand Burning Flame doesn't fall into Hall of Souls's hands. That's all. Let's disperse. In the meantime, everyone stay vigilant."
"Mm."
With that, this dialogue between the giants of the Pill Tower slowly came to an end within the void space.
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