Fights Break Sphere: Thunder Shattered

Chapter 512 The Soul Palace Takes the Blame

"Is this the aura of someone from the Soul Palace?" The white-haired man beside Feng Qing'er narrowed his eyes slightly. "Of all the forces that have entered this time, only they are capable of doing something like this."

"Hmm," the old man in black robes hummed softly.

"Damn it, these guys beat us to it."

"They really got off easy. No wonder they haven't shown up yet; they sneaked in."

"The medicinal herbs left behind by the Battle Saint, how could they be some kind of junk? I hate it!"

For a moment, the people of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan showed their indignation. They all sensed the fragrance of medicinal herbs in the air, which was clearly not an ordinary herb.

"Alright, there's no value here anymore, let's go." The black-robed elder crushed the chilling battle aura in his hand and headed towards the gate.

After they left, other cultivators arrived here.

They all stared in disbelief at the deep pit in front of them.

"The Heavenly Phoenix Clan has gone too far! They took everything, even the mud! Not even a drop of soup!"

"Damn it! Even the most ruthless opportunists would have to bow down and call him 'ancestor'!"

Everyone who came here immediately started swearing and cursing.

Thus, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, who were the first to openly arrive here, were silently burdened with a black pot on their backs, just like the Soul Palace.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yan, along with the main group, arrived in front of the Pill Hall.

"Slurp. It seems this is a place for storing and refining pills. Ancient pills, I really can't wait." Xiao Yan looked at the plaque with excitement in his eyes. "Let's go, let's go in quickly."

Xiao Yan led the two of them through the crowd into the Pill Hall, and about ten minutes later, they heard wailing and cursing.

"Holy crap, how come it's completely hairless? Do you even have one?"

"This is the Nima Dan Palace? This is the ruins of a Battle Saint? They've given us an empty palace and are treating us like monkeys?"

"........."

For a time, the entire third floor of the Pill Hall was filled with various curses and swears, and even the sounds of doors being kicked over and things being smashed.

Xiao Yan was also very puzzled. As an alchemist, he was very sensitive to the aroma of pills. Although there was poisonous gas in the air, the aroma of pills was still very strong, indicating that there must have been pills here.

Xiao Yan kept looking around the three floors, and then in an inconspicuous corner, he sensed a familiar aura.

"The Soul Hall? Could it be that the Soul Hall beat them to it? Damn it!"

Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly as he carefully sensed the lingering chill of Dou Qi, but he still felt that something was amiss.

"Teacher, I have a feeling it's not as simple as it seems. What do you think?"

"Yan'er, you guessed right. These things shouldn't have been taken by the Soul Hall. As for who took them, you can guess for yourself." Yao Lao's smiling voice entered Xiao Yan's mind.

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, a mischievous smile on his face: "In that case, I can lend you a hand again."

"Damn it. There's nothing here, but there seem to be footprints in these rooms. Someone must have gotten there first."

Xiao Yan suddenly slammed his fist on the wall, his face full of resentment.

Venerable Tianhuo and Nalan Yanran looked at Xiao Yan in confusion. Xiao Yan secretly gave them a wink and then said, "Hmm? This seems to be the residual aura of the person who took the pill."

Everyone around looked in the direction Xiao Yan was looking, sensing the area, and their expressions turned grim. They had previously assumed there was nothing there, but now, the wisp of energy gradually dissipating in the corner instantly shattered their self-comfort.

"They're here too!!"

"Damn, it's washed so clean. I hope I don't find it, or I'll kill this thief."

"This seems to be the aura of the Soul Palace." An old man who was focused on cultivating to the level of a Dou Zun had a look of fear in his aged eyes.

Upon hearing the name of the Soul Palace, many who had been indignant before were instantly rendered speechless.

Xiao Yan ignored their reactions. As long as they knew it was the Soul Palace who did it, the seed would eventually take root and sprout.

"Let's go. Looks like there's nothing left. It has to be the Soul Palace. They took everything clean, leaving nothing behind."

Xiao Yan took Nalan Yanran's hand and walked outside.

“Indeed, what if there’s some hidden trick left to harvest souls?” Venerable Heavenly Fire chuckled, following closely behind Xiao Yan.

Hearing the two's question and answer, the people around felt the temperature drop slightly, and goosebumps appeared on their skin.

Some of the more timid ones quickly ran towards the gate.

……

At the very center of the ruins stands a bronze-yellow structure, its ancient aura emanating from beneath each stone slab, conveying the vicissitudes of countless years of silence.

The entire hall is extremely vast; a person standing inside would appear as small as an ant.

In the center of the main hall, there were ten huge orbs of light, suspended in mid-air. In the dazzling light, one could vaguely see something that looked like a scroll.

At the center of the ten orbs of light, there was a stone seat, and on that seat, a skeleton, entirely white in color, sat cross-legged, its hands forming a mudra…

Although it was just a skeleton, it exuded a powerful aura, as if it were a living thing.

At this moment, Xiao Yan, the Burning Flame Valley, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, and the Soul Palace, among other forces, stood in different positions, facing each other.

The Soul Palace, in particular, is being guarded against by all forces.

The people from the Soul Palace originally planned to hide and wait for the main hall to open so they could perhaps take advantage of the situation, but now they have been exposed and have no choice but to confront them head-on.

"Your Soul Palace has plundered so many good things, even the soil, and so many pills. Aren't you satisfied? You want everything. Aren't you afraid of being stuffed to death?" An elder of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan said coldly to the people of the Soul Palace.

Among the Soul Hall's ranks, the two elderly men, one in black and one in white, who were already gloomy, now had extremely ugly faces.

We were unfairly accused and blamed for nothing; there's no way we can explain it.

If it weren't for the intimidation they caused, and the fear of the dozen or so Dou Zun-level puppets guarding the Dou Sheng's remains around the stone seat, they might have already surrounded and attacked them.

Now that we're being watched by all the powers, we might not be able to complete the tasks assigned to us by the palace.

The Soul Palace has already failed many missions, and many Celestial Venerables have even disappeared. If they fail to complete their missions, they might become targets for venting their anger.

One of the elders from the Soul Hall, dressed in a black robe, snorted coldly and said in a deep voice:

"Hmph, you are not worthy to point fingers at me here. I said it wasn't us, so it wasn't us. I don't stoop to lying."

"Snapped!"

(End of this chapter)