"Damn it… it's the Xiao Clan!"
The middle-aged man's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and actual tears slid from the corner of his eyes.
"What's wrong, Anri?"An elderly voice sounded behind him. A white-haired old man slowly appeared in front of the man.
"Hall Master Gu You… Niuzi… Niuzi is dead."
Anri Tianzun looked helplessly at Gu You.
Back in the great battle between the Xiao Clan and the Soul Hall, Hall Master Hun Miesheng was first to fall, half of the Nine Tianzun perished, and nearly half of the Venerable-level experts died as well.
The Soul Hall's strength had long been less than half of what it once was. The current Hall Master was Hun Wuya, formerly a deputy hall master, who had pushed himself for a hundred years and broken through to Four-Star Dou Sheng.
Gu You Shengzhe had also forced himself step by step and actually broken through the impossibly thin membrane of Dou Sheng.
"Niuzi? Which Niuzi?"Gu You froze for a moment, then glanced at Anri's crotch.
"Deputy Hall Master, I'm talking about Hun Niu."Seeing Gu You's strange gaze, Anri grew even more grief-stricken, though he didn't even know what to be angry about anymore.
"Oh… that little brat, Hun Niu."
Gu You's face showed sudden realization, but then his expression changed again.
"I remember Hun Niu was assigned to guard a branch hall, right? If he's fallen… doesn't that mean the entire branch hall was wiped out?"
Gu You's expression became terribly grim.
To avoid drawing the Xiao Clan's attention, the Soul Hall had long stopped collecting souls. They had been focusing entirely on training disciples and storing power.
But after all these years, not only did they fail to produce a new Dou Zun… they even lost one.
Right now, Gu You suddenly felt a headache incoming.
"Soul Clan children are born to shoulder burdens."
He tried to comfort him.
"Deputy Hall Master… can we really win this war?"Anri Tianzun lifted his head, his expression clouded with confusion.
The protectors and elders only knew that the Xiao Clan was untouchable, but they had no idea how powerful the Xiao Clan truly was.If they knew… they would probably be just as despairing as he was.
"Snap!"
Gu You slapped him across the face.
"What nonsense! What kind of talk is that? You're a Tianzun of the Soul Hall! If even you've lost the will to win, how are we supposed to rise again?"
He glared fiercely at Anri.
"Go reflect on yourself."
Leaving behind a dazed Anri sitting on the ground, Gu You disappeared.
In another part of this sealed space, the current Hall Master, Hun Wuya, sat alone atop a mountain peak, overlooking the ground below.
Beside him stood a classical tea table. A pot of water was boiling atop it—oddly, without any flame underneath.
Down below, a uniquely shaped cube-like building sat on the ground. One by one, Soul Clan descendants walked about holding weapons made from a strange black metal.
If Xiao Yan were here, he would have cried out in shock.
Because the weapons in their hands… were guns. Some even carried rocket launchers.
With this kind of gear, even a Dou Wang could die on the spot.
Spatial ripples appeared behind him, and Gu You stepped out.
"What happened?" Hun Wuya asked casually.
"It's Hun Niu. He has fallen."Gu You's face remained calm, but his voice carried helpless frustration.
After the destruction of the Soul Clan, the Soul Hall's resources and manpower were greatly reduced. They had to stay hidden, so new blood was scarce.
In a thousand years, only a handful of Dou Zun were born… and he was the only one who broke through to Dou Sheng.
Losing a single Dou Zun now—it hurt.
"A Dou Zun died?"Hun Wuya's hand paused slightly as he sipped his tea, then he continued drinking as if nothing had happened.
"Hall Master… can our Soul Clan really survive until the day of victory?"
Even Gu You spoke his true feelings.
It wasn't just Anri who lacked confidence—he, a Dou Sheng, also didn't believe they could win.
In the face of his question, Hun Wuya didn't snap. Instead, he quietly drank tea, calmly staring at the factory below.
"As long as the Saintess exists… we still have a chance."He smiled faintly.
"The Saintess…"Gu You blinked and looked toward the weapons carried by the Soul Clan disciples.
"Hall Master, these weapons are strange, yes. They can kill a Dou Wang. But against a Dou Zong or Dou Zun, they're basically useless."
"Even if the Saintess' talent is exceptional, the only god-grade bloodline our clan has left… the Xiao Clan has produced countless god-grade bloodlines over the years."
"Not to mention… they have a Dou Di."
At the mention of Xiao Xuan, even Gu You felt despair.
Dou Shengs could still appear on the continent.Even Nine-Star Dou Shengs, though rare, never truly vanished.
But a Dou Di…
In ten thousand years, there had been only one.
And that one Dou Di was likely stronger than all Dou Shengs combined.
"Heh. Don't rush. Just wait."
Hun Wuya remained calm. He gently blew the steam from his tea and poured a cup for Gu You.
"Come, drink."
Gu You sighed but sat down.The elegant table before him was something the Saintess had invented.
Its key feature? Boiling water without fire—powered instead by a thunder-attribute magic core.
He didn't understand the mechanism…But he definitely didn't believe this could defeat a Dou Di.
At the foot of the mountain stood a factory.Beside it, an active volcanic crater glowed with molten heat. Dark-red flames churned inside—this was the volcanic stone flame the Soul Hall had painstakingly acquired for the Saintess.
Beside the crater, a stunningly curvy woman swung a giant hammer, repeatedly smashing a piece of divine metal.
Around her lay numerous forged components, seemingly parts of a terrifying weapon soon to be assembled.
It was hard to imagine that such a slender woman could unleash force capable of frightening even Dou Zun experts with every swing.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Metallic echoes rang throughout the crater, almost like a call from another world.
Hearing that sound, Hun Wuya's eyes lit up with a satisfied smile.
This generation's Saintess…might become the Soul Clan's chance to rise again.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yan had no idea the Soul Clan was brewing a new storm.
He had just arrived at a basin near the Magical Beast Mountain Range.
On a giant boulder in the center, a white-robed figure sat in a daze, leaning against a Blue-Feathered Eagle.
"Xiao Lan… do you think he won't come back anymore?"
Xiao Yi Xian whispered sadly as she gazed at the autumn-tinged landscape. The weather was turning chilly, the grass fading yellow—just like the hopeful heart she kept waiting with.
"Heh. Who said I wouldn't come back?"
A clear voice echoed from behind.
Xiao Yi Xian trembled.
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