Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 832 Spirit Clan Quota? Soul Clan Quota!

The Tomb of Xiao Xuan.

As the most terrifying existence within the Heavenly Tomb, Xiao Xuan's tomb has always been the object of covetousness for countless people.

After all, the value of a peak nine-star Dou Sheng, who was also the leader of the Xiao Clan who had severely injured the Soul Emperor, could not be measured by wealth alone. Even the leaders of the various ancient races could not remain calm when faced with Xiao Xuan's legacy.

That being said, given the mysteries within the Heavenly Tomb, those deceased powerful figures were able to regain some of their former strength here. Even with the ancient clans' control over the Heavenly Tomb, they were simply unable to break in.

If it weren't for this miraculous effect as a guarantee, Xiao Xuan's tomb would probably have already been completely dug up under the unanimous decision of the clan elders.
"Young Master, you should know that the Heavenly Tomb is divided into three levels. The energy bodies in the first and second levels are insignificant, but in the third level, energy bodies at the peak of the Dou Zun realm or above will appear."

Hunya bowed respectfully, then paused, his expression becoming slightly grave: "If it were merely the peak of Dou Zun, it might not pose much of a threat to you and your consort. However, deep within that third level, there are powerful beings who were once half-saints or even Dou Shengs in their lifetimes."

Hun Li also clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice solemn: "And Senior Xiao Xuan's tomb is located in the core of the third level!"

"The core of the third layer?"

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo's eyes flickered slightly, and she clicked her tongue and sighed softly, "Everyone says that meeting the parents is a death sentence, and now it seems that it is indeed true."

Upon hearing this, everyone wore strange expressions, and the corners of their mouths twitched slightly.

Given the power of his Soul Clan, in theory, even if you look across the entire world, you wouldn't find any other force that would have the audacity to openly threaten Hun Ruoruo's life.

But the Xiao clan is an exception.

The two clans were not only sworn enemies who had always been on different paths, but also had an irreconcilable hatred that could lead to the extermination of their clans. Given Xiao Xuan's crazy nature back then, it was hard to say what unpredictable things he might have done.
After all, even a powerful clan leader, a thousand years later, still speaks highly of this formidable rival. One can only imagine how fierce their battle was back then!

"Young Master."

Hun Yu walked out shakily, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He chuckled and said, "They say a wise man doesn't stand under a crumbling wall. With your status, why take such a risk? In my opinion, we shouldn't go to the core of that Heavenly Tomb."

Seeing Hun Yu's terrified appearance, surprisingly no one on the field showed disdain. Even Mo Yu, who was always the most loyal to Hun Ruoruo, couldn't help but show a hint of hesitation.

Clearly, Hunyu's words were exactly what they were thinking.

"Young Master, in my opinion, the core of that Heavenly Tomb is indeed extremely dangerous."

Hun Miesheng, whose aura was disordered, stepped forward, clasped his hands and said, "Leaving aside Xiao Xuan's attitude towards you, just the alliance between the Xiao and Hun clans alone is enough to make even Young Master Xiao Yan likely to be viewed with hostility by him."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo finally put away her sketchbook, looked directly at Hun Miesheng below who was seriously injured, and slowly said, "Go on."

Hun Miesheng cupped his hands and said in a deep voice, "The grudge between Xiao Hun and his clan a thousand years ago was a blood feud. This hatred cannot be erased with just a few words."

"I dare not deny your feelings for Young Master Xiao Yan, but Xiao Xuan is different from Young Master Xiao Yan. He not only witnessed the destruction of the Xiao clan, but also lived alone in the Heavenly Tomb for a thousand years. Under such isolation and loneliness, the hatred in his heart was only magnified infinitely."

As the master of the Soul Hall, Hun Miesheng's understanding of souls had already reached its pinnacle, and the souls of the Heavenly Tomb were clearly no exception.

That is why he was so clear about just how terrifying that hatred, which had been brewing for thousands of years, truly was.

It can be said that even with Xiao Xuan's former Emperor-level soul strength, he might not have been able to withstand the evil thoughts that eroded his soul, let alone the fact that the other party was just an energy body transformed from a wisp of remnant soul.

Under these circumstances, not only is it possible that Hun Ruoruo, the daughter of a great enemy, could be implicated, but even Xiao Yan, who formed the Xiao-Hun Alliance, could be implicated!

"Judging from your words, it seems you have quite a bit of knowledge about Emperor-level souls?" Hun Ruoruo raised an eyebrow.

"I have already witnessed the terror of an Emperor-level soul before," Hun Miesheng murmured. "Even if the opponent only had a trace of divine thought without any killing intent, my soul's origin was already on the verge of collapse. Such a gap is truly despairing."

Hun Ruoruo's heart skipped a beat, and she was unusually surprised: "You mean, the injuries on your body were caused by your intention to attack Gu Yuan?"

“If it were any other peak nine-star powerhouse, I fear I would already be dead by now.”

Hun Miesheng smiled, his eyes filled with the overwhelming sea of ​​blood and the palpitations of impending death, yet mixed with a hint of suppressed excitement.

"Fortunately, the other party is the patriarch of an ancient clan."

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Seeing this, a chill ran down the spines of everyone present. They stared at him in disbelief, even Hun Ruoruo blinked, her mouth slightly agape. This seemingly calm and rational Palace Master actually had such a crazy side, daring to challenge a peak Nine-Star Dou Sheng?!

"Since we didn't die, we can't say we suffered a loss."

Hun Miesheng licked his lips. "At least, I managed to get some information about Emperor-level souls for you."

"intelligence?"

Hunyu exclaimed, "Lord Palace Master, what do you mean?"

"Persuading the young master to change his mind is an impossible task. The reason I am doing this is simply to fulfill my duty as an elder of the Soul Clan."

Hun Miesheng slowly raised his head, looking into those eerie, abyss-like eyes, and a smile spread across his lips: "Now that my duty has been fulfilled, Your Majesty, please speak freely."

"Ah"

Hun Ruoruo smiled and said, "Hun Miesheng, you are very clever. You have saved me a lot of energy."

"As your backup, I will protect you with my life until you leave the Heavenly Tomb!" Hun Miesheng knelt down with a thud, swearing an oath word by word.

"Lord of the Palace, you—"

Hunyu stared in disbelief. He turned his head, about to say something, when he saw that Moyu had already prostrated himself on the ground, his attitude as devout as a believer.

"I will obey the young master's command!" Mo Yu solemnly shouted.

"This?" Hunyu was completely dumbfounded.

While he was still in a daze, Hun Li and Hun Ya also knelt down and shouted in unison, "We obey the young master's command!"

"You, you guys."

Hun Yu's face was filled with sorrow, and his whole body trembled like a leaf. He knelt down on the ground with a thud, and shouted through tears, "I will obey the young master's command!"

This time, we've really stumbled into a den of thieves!

no, wrong
Apart from me, it seems like the others don't need to go into the Heavenly Tomb at all!

After an unknown amount of time, the group slowly rose from the ground.

Seeing Hun Yu collapsed on the ground, Hun Ya couldn't help but feel a hint of schadenfreude, then said with a faint smile, "Speaking of which, the quotas distributed by the ancient clans should have been announced by now, right?"

Hun Li nodded, his expression disdainful: "With the number of people reduced from six to four, the clan council is bound to be in an uproar."

However, upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo showed a puzzled expression and asked in confusion, "Four people?"

"Hehe, young master, you are unaware of this."

Seeing this, Mo Yu smiled and cupped his hands in greeting: "Ever since the young master took back the Xiao clan's spot, the ancient clan has set its sights on the Ling clan's spot in order to make up for the loss."

"While this did reduce internal protests within their own clan, the other eight clans were quite dissatisfied with this behavior."

"I see."

Hun Ruoruo nodded slightly, then slowly and methodically said, "To decide the allocation of the spots so easily, such shameless behavior is something even my Hun clan has never done before."

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment. Before they could react, Hun Ruoruo's languid voice drifted over—

"The Xiao Clan was destroyed by our clan, but the quota was snatched by the Ancient Clan. The Spirit Clan was also destroyed by our clan, but the Ancient Clan took it for themselves. Ha! Are they dogs, always picking up what others have left behind?"

"It's a pity that even if it's just the trash left over from my Soul Clan, if they want to pick it up, they'll have to kneel on the ground and it depends on my mood. These barking, vicious dogs aren't even qualified."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened suddenly, their hearts filled with shock, and their bodies froze on the spot, their faces filled with horror.

"What did you say?!"
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