"How utterly despicable! Which reckless bastard dares to be so ruthless towards my Soul Clan? Could it be one of the Eight Great Temples?"
At this moment, Hun Tianlin's face was full of anger, his expression so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it, and his heart was filled with doubt and confusion.
He simply couldn't imagine how his clan's five supreme elders, all of whom were extraordinary and had reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, could have suddenly perished without any warning.
It's important to understand that with their formidable strength, these five individuals could be considered among the top experts in the entire Immortal Realm. Just who were they, or what immense power did they possess to annihilate them in one fell swoop?
In Hun Tianlin's understanding, unless the mysterious and powerful Eight Great Temples personally took action and dispatched those unfathomable ancestral figures who had already stepped into the Saint realm, there was absolutely no way that the five Supreme Elders could be killed without anyone noticing.
However, what puzzled him was that his Soul Clan had not offended any temple recently, so why would the other party want to kill them?
Just as Hun Tianlin was lost in thought, a deep and authoritative voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Tianlin!"
As the voice faded, a slightly hunched, yet still imposing, aged figure slowly emerged, instantly drawing the attention of everyone present.
"Tianlin pays respects to the Ancestor!"
Upon seeing this, Hun Tianlin quickly led the shadowy figure beside him forward and respectfully bowed to the old man. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, and their attitude was extremely humble, not daring to show the slightest negligence.
"Immediately issue the order to thoroughly investigate who dares to target my Soul Clan so brazenly! No matter what force they are, even if it's one of the eight great temples that are high and mighty and invincible, this time I, the ancestor, will make them pay a heavy price and avenge their blood debt!"
The old man's face was contorted with rage, and he roared at Hun Tianlin with all his might. His voice was like rolling thunder, causing the entire space to tremble slightly.
Upon hearing the old man's words, Hun Tianlin's heart trembled violently, and a fine layer of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.
He knew that his ancestor was truly enraged this time, and he couldn't help but secretly lament his predicament.
"Yes, Ancestor! This disciple understands!"
Hun Tianlin hurriedly responded respectfully, his tone filled with fear and awe.
He knew in his heart that, given his ancestor's temperament, even when facing a behemoth as powerful as the Eight Great Temples, if the other party dared to challenge the dignity of the Soul Clan, his ancestor would absolutely not let it go.
Moreover, those who perished this time were five highly respected elders of the Soul Clan, each of whom was an unparalleled powerhouse at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm.
This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to the Soul Clan, it's practically a move to wipe them out!
Thinking of this, Hun Tianlin dared not delay for a moment and immediately turned around to give orders to the dark figure beside him.
He parted his lips slightly and spoke very quickly, but every word was spoken with perfect clarity, clearly using a special method of sound transmission to convey information.
Just then, a muffled "hum" was heard, and the previously calm space suddenly rippled and distorted violently.
Immediately afterward, under the astonished gazes of Hun Tianlin and the other two, two figures suddenly appeared before them like ghosts.
Needless to say, the visitors were Ye Lingtian and his son.
At this moment, Ye Lingtian's black robes fluttered in the wind, emanating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine. Ye Sitian followed quietly behind him, his expression cold and his eyes revealing a hint of icy coldness.
"Who dares to trespass here!"
The Soul Clan Ancestor's heart jolted, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted sharply. His originally calm state of mind was instantly shattered, and an inexplicable sense of tension surged into his heart.
However, he was met with a calm and indifferent voice: "No need to investigate. Those people from your Soul Clan were all killed by me."
As the words fell, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness; it was Ye Lingtian.
"What?! It's you?!"
When the Soul Clan Ancestor saw the newcomer's face clearly, his eyes widened, and he roared in disbelief.
His eyes were filled with anger and shock, as if he wanted to devour Ye Lingtian alive.
Upon hearing this, the Soul Clan Ancestor could no longer contain his rage. Trembling, he gritted his teeth and said:
"What an audacious brat! You dare to show yourself so brazenly after killing someone from my Soul Clan! You're courting death! Today, I will tear you to pieces to vent my hatred!"
With his roar, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly erupted, spreading rapidly throughout the hall like a surging torrent, filling the entire space in the blink of an eye.
The powerful aura even caused the surrounding void to tremble slightly.
The Soul Clan Ancestor waved his hands, about to pounce on Ye Lingtian, determined to kill this guy who dared to challenge the Soul Clan's authority.
But at that moment, a sudden change occurred! An aura several times more terrifying than that of the Soul Clan's ancestor descended like a mountain crushing an egg, instantly enveloping it completely.
In an instant, the Soul Clan Ancestor felt as if his body was being crushed by a towering mountain, unable to move at all.
His face turned extremely pale, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and his eyes were filled with terror.
"How...how could this be? How could they possess such terrifying strength?"
The Soul Clan Ancestor struggled to raise his head, staring at Ye Lingtian with disbelief, his heart filled with turmoil.
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