In an instant, all the surrounding light screens shattered before his eyes, and countless forces of the Great Dao were destroyed.

Feeling the terrifying pressure, all the Soul Palace disciples and elders below the Immortal Emperor realm could not control the pressure on their bodies and knelt down on the ground.

The pressure from spiritual energy alone was enough to tear them apart. They couldn't imagine what kind of strength would be needed to achieve such an effect.

"My god? Just who is this person? How can they have such terrifying strength?"

"The Misty Sect? I've never heard of such a thing before. How could such a thing exist? Could it be that besides the Realm of Divine Beasts, there really are ancient races in this desolate world?"

"With such cultivation and combat strength, it's obvious he wasn't using his full strength. Only the Palace Master himself could possibly kill such an opponent!"

"......"

'boom--!'

With a deafening roar, dozens of Immortal Emperors in the vicinity crashed directly to the ground.

A massive ruin came into view.

Seeing this scene.

Soul Lord was so frightened that he couldn't speak. He knew that if Extinction Curse really wanted to kill him, he only needed to move a finger.

Before anyone could react, a beam of light shot into the sky from the depths of the Soul Palace.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of void power appeared, and a figure slowly came into view.

"Sir, we don't seem to have any deep-seated grudges between us, do we?"

Why did things have to escalate to this point?

A deep voice echoed in the space.

The speaker was a young man with an extremely pale complexion, giving off a chilling aura.

Upon seeing the other party's appearance, everyone in the Soul Hall, from disciples to elders, grasped at that last straw.

The reason why the Soul Palace has been able to grow so rapidly over the past ten thousand years is entirely due to the person in front of us.

Soul releases heaven!

Throughout the tens of thousands of years of history of the Soul Palace, it has been the most terrifying existence in terms of both talent and strength.

Five thousand years ago, they had already entered that realm. The reason they haven't chosen to step forward and manage the Soul Palace all these years is because they want to break through to that realm.

Hun Shitian was unusually excited about the coming of chaos. He knew very well that if the passage to the upper world was opened, it would weaken the original power of this world.

This would allow him to further influence the power of Heaven, thus greatly increasing his chances of breaking through to that realm.

After nearly ten thousand years, he had grown weary of these worlds.

They wanted to see a bigger world, not just for the realm of gods, but also to help the Soul Palace go further.

However, he did not expect that the Soul Palace would encounter such a thing before it even officially made a move.

"No mortal feud?"

"That's true, but does your Soul Hall even deserve it?"

"I'll say it again: now kneel before me and kowtow three times."

"I can make these people from your Soul Palace die a quicker death."

Mie Zhou remained calm, even when facing the strongest person in the Soul Palace.

This made the already suffocating Soul Lord even more terrified. He knew very well that Soul Shitian was his last resort; otherwise, he would truly face certain death.

"You really think I wouldn't dare do anything to you?"

At this moment, Hun Shitian's expression was extremely gloomy.

Under his leadership, the Soul Palace is gradually moving towards the pinnacle of the Tianqiong Continent. In the near future, it won't be long before he even puts the enormous divine beast races of the Divine Beast Realm in his eyes.

How could his pride tolerate being looked down upon by an unknown entity?

The aura of a peak Immortal Emperor immediately surged from his body.

Countless vengeful spirits surged forth, and dozens of soul banners appeared around them; their aura alone far surpassed that of the previous Soul Lords.

"Yeah?"

"I am here, you are welcome to try."

"I just want to see if you Soul Hall trash have the strength..."

The emergence of souls transformed directly into countless chains, seemingly attempting to trap and kill the Curse of Annihilation within this place.

Behind them, enormous soul generals emerged one after another.

In just a moment.

It was as if the very essence of the entire small world had been condensed into Hun Shitian's body.

Feeling the power of endless vengeful spirits, the disciples and elders of the Soul Palace who had been smashed to the ground earlier stood up again.

Looking up at the figure above, his eyes were filled with excitement.

"As expected, the Hall Master is our Soul Hall's greatest hope! With him here, I refuse to believe that this traitor can possibly turn the world upside down!"

"I admit that this old bastard from the Misty Sect might have some skill. The Palace Master is someone who has one foot in that realm. I don't believe that this old bastard can survive this time."

"What a joke! The little Misty Sect has already made them proud enough to get this far. But when they meet our Soul Palace, I'll say it again: they'll have to train harder in their next life!"

"......"

The Curse Extinction did not speak again, but gently squeezed the struggling Soul Lord in his palm.

A cloud of blood mist instantly filled the space. Although Soul Lord's strength was not among the top, he was, after all, the one who had trained him.

Hun Shitian's eyes flashed with killing intent.

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