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The area where the Soul Clan resides is extremely far from the Eternal Alliance's miniature universe.

After Lin Xiaofei left the miniature universe, the Omniscient Rule operated at full power, locating the coordinates of the Soul Clan in the void.

Those coordinates were obtained from the natives who joined the Eternal Alliance, and after being repeatedly verified by Zhuge Duo's rules of fate, they should be correct.

Even so, it still takes a full three days to fly from the Eternal Alliance to the territory of the Soul Clan.

Three days.

In the misty world, three days is enough time for a lot to happen.

But Lin Xiao did not choose to teleport or speed up.

He needs these three days to observe, to think, and to deduce.

A dazzling arc of seven-colored light streaked across the void as Lin Xiao's figure flew at an astonishing speed into the depths of the misty world.

His omniscient rules were operating at full power, and his consciousness spread in all directions like a tide, capturing everything around him.

The gray mist receded before him, as if even they dared not block the light.

On his journey, he passed through countless star systems that had been ruled by the Dark Erosion Cult.

In those star fields, the gray mist is slowly dissipating, revealing the starry sky that has been obscured for countless years.

Countless creatures raised their heads, gazing at the seven-colored light that pierced the sky, their eyes filled with awe.

Some people recognized him, knelt down, and chanted his name.

Some people didn't know who he was, but they could feel the terrifying power contained in that light, and instinctively trembled.

Lin Xiao did not stop and continued flying towards the territory of the Soul Clan.

His mind was filled with countless thoughts.

Is the Soul Clan's invitation real or fake?

If it's true, it would undoubtedly be fantastic news for him.

A ninth-tier ally can play a significant role when facing the God of Mist.

If it's fake—

Then he must be prepared to face a ninth-rank opponent.

However, he was not afraid.

Because he is no longer the Lin Xiao of a few months ago.

The battle with the high priest gave him a clearer understanding of his own strength.

Although he is not yet able to defeat a ninth-tier high priest, he is more than capable of protecting himself.

Moreover, the ninth-rank Soul Clan member should not be as strong as the High Priest.

The High Priest is an ancient monster who has lived for hundreds of millions of years and has spent countless years immersed in the Ninth Order.

According to intelligence, the leader of the Soul Clan did not break through to the ninth rank for long, and his strength should be far inferior to that of the High Priest.

If the other party really wants to deal with him, he might not necessarily lose.

Thinking of this, a confident smile appeared on Lin Xiao's lips.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

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On the third day, Lin Xiao finally arrived at the territory of the Soul Clan.

It was a star field shrouded in gray mist, but unlike the areas ruled by the Dark Eclipse Order, the mist here contained a strange aura.

The feeling wasn't one of decay or decay, but rather... emptiness.

It was as if something had been drawn from this star field, leaving behind a vast void.

Lin Xiao's omniscient rules were operating at full power, and his consciousness probed into the deepest part of that star field.

Then, his pupils contracted slightly.

Because he saw something he had never seen before.

Countless souls floated in that star field.

Those souls took on various forms—some were humanoid, some were beast-like, and some were even chaotic masses without a fixed form.

Their bodies were formed from pure soul power, drifting slowly in the void, emitting a faint gray light.

The light was not dazzling or ostentatious, but it carried a power that made people's hearts tremble.

That is the power of the soul, a power that acts directly on consciousness.

Lin Xiao took a deep breath and suppressed her vigilance.

He concealed his aura and slowly flew towards that star field.

The moment he entered the Soul Clan's territory, countless soul entities simultaneously turned their gazes upon him.

Those gazes held curiosity, wariness, and awe.

They could sense that this intruder who had entered their territory possessed extremely terrifying power.

Lin Xiao ignored those gazes and continued flying towards the deepest part of the star field.

There stands a colossal palace formed from the power of souls.

The palace was entirely gray, with countless fine runes flowing across its surface, radiating a suffocating aura of power.

That was the aura of a ninth-tier expert.

Lin Xiao's pupils contracted slightly, and the Omniscient Rule was operating at full power, capturing every detail of that aura.

That aura was indeed very strong, but it was clearly weaker than that of the High Priest.

Moreover, there was an unnatural fluctuation in that aura—as if some kind of power had been forcibly injected into it, and it had not been fully integrated with its own power of rules.

"Interesting..." Lin Xiao said softly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

His figure landed in front of the palace, the omniscient rules quietly operating, observing everything around him.

The palace gates slowly opened, and an aged voice came from inside.

"Alliance Leader Lin Xiao, welcome to the Soul Clan."

The voice was hoarse and deep, like rotten wood rubbing together, but there was a hint of respect in it.

Lin Xiao raised her head and looked into the depths of the palace.

There, a colossal soul was suspended above the throne.

The soul entity was humanoid, but its size was hundreds of times larger than that of an ordinary soul race member.

His body was formed from a dense, almost liquid, soul force, with countless gray runes flowing across its surface.

His face was aged and dignified, his eyes deep and unfathomable, as if they could see through everything.

His aura was at the ninth level.

The leader of the Soul Clan, the Soul Lord.

Lin Xiao entered the palace, where the Omniscient Rules were in full operation, alert to any possible danger.

But on the surface, he appeared very calm.

"Lord Soul Master, I have long admired your name," he said softly, his tone calm and polite.

The Soul Master looked at him, a complex light flashing in his deep eyes.

"Alliance Leader Lin Xiao, your reputation is truly legendary."

His voice carried a hint of genuine admiration.

"The Dark Eclipse Order has been entrenched in the Mist World for countless years, and no one has ever dared to provoke it. But you not only provoked it, you uprooted it completely."

"This courage and strength make even an old man like me, who has lived for hundreds of millions of years, feel ashamed."

Lin Xiao smiled slightly: "You flatter me, Lord Soul Master. The destruction of the Dark Eclipse Cult was not my achievement alone."

The Soul Master shook his head: "You don't need to be modest. I know that in that battle, you single-handedly held off the High Priest."

His tone carried a hint of emotion: "An eighth-tier warrior fighting to a draw with a ninth-tier warrior—this has never happened before in the history of the Misty World."

"You are the first."

Lin Xiao didn't reply, but just quietly looked at the Soul Master.

The omniscient rules were operating wildly in his consciousness, capturing every subtle change in the Soul Master.

His expression, his tone of voice, his eyes, the fluctuations of his soul power—

Everything was under Lin Xiao's surveillance.

So far, the Soul Master's performance has shown no flaws.

His respect was genuine, and so was his admiration.

But Lin Xiao did not let her guard down.

Because he knew that the more perfect the performance, the more likely it was to be a trap.