Battle Throught The Heavens: Reborn Yan Emperor Ts

A vast range of mountains, a thick bloody fog, and a dark forest.

"Tap tap tap…"

Accompanied by a rhythmic sound of footsteps, in a dark hall, a figure wrapped in black mist was slowly moving forward.

The hall was completely dark, with visibility less than ten feet. The figure was staring straight ahead, indifferent to the endless darkness, and there was no ripple in his eyes.

The footsteps seemed slow, but they were incredibly fast. In just a moment, they had reached the end of the huge hall.

The old demon stopped and looked forward. The front was still as dark as before, without a trace of light.

Everything here seems so empty. I lean forward slightly and continue to move forward.

After a while, the old Flame Demon stopped again and looked around. It turned out to be another dark passage.

The pitch-black space makes people wonder if it is an illusion or something else. The space here is surprisingly extremely dense.

It even has a sticky feeling, and even breathing feels like sucking water into the lungs.

The old demon took a deep breath of the sticky air, exhaled slowly, and was about to speak when another old voice came first.

"Old Flame Demon? Why are you back?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a sigh and said:

"Eh? I see that you are weak and your spirit power is frail. None of the men you brought with you survived. Could it be that you were harmed by that old fellow Yuan Qing?"

Upon hearing this, the old demon snorted coldly, twisted his neck angrily and replied:

"Humph! If it was just that fellow Yuan Qing, it would be fine. If that was the case, I could have killed him that day!"

The unknown man raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke again:

"Oh? So, that old man Yuan Qing has helpers? Did they send someone again?"

Before he finished speaking, he shook his head again, frowned and said:

"But that shouldn't be the case. If they sent someone over, the headquarters would definitely inform us, but it looks like that shouldn't be the case, right?"

"Hmph! Well, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to go see the Palace Master first. After I meet the Palace Master, the Palace Master will tell you."

As he said this, he was about to step into the passage, but suddenly stopped.

I saw a black figure wrapped in a black robe appeared in front of the old Flame Demon.

The black-clothed figure sneered and said to the old demon Yan Mo:

"Palace Master, you can't just see him whenever you want. The Palace Master has already informed me that he will be in seclusion. If it takes a few months, you will definitely not be able to see him."

As he spoke, he glanced at the old demon with a smile and continued:

"What's more, the Palace Master just went into seclusion ten days ago. He said that unless something serious happened, we should not disturb him. You should also know the Palace Master's temper. You want to see him, hmph... do you think it's possible?"

When the old demon Yan Mo heard this, his nervous mood calmed down. He knew the palace master's temper, and once he spoke, no one could disobey him.

But at this moment, as long as he said the following words, the Palace Master would definitely not punish him even if he disturbed his retreat.

Then, the old demon Yan Mo looked at the black-robed figure in front of him with a sneer on his face and slowly said:

"In that case, please make way for me, the palace guard. I have an urgent matter to report to the palace master."

Hearing this, the black-robed figure knitted his brows tightly together, snorted coldly, and said:

"I just don't believe it. What big thing could have caused you to offend the Palace Master like this? Are you really not afraid of death?"

The black-robed man pronounced the last few words particularly heavily, making people feel very uncomfortable after hearing them.

But the old demon sneered and said:

"Death? Humph! I advise you to get out of the way as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the opportunity is gone, you may not know who will die! Be careful with your life, don't let it end up in death!"

The man in black robe raised his head sharply when he heard this, anger rising in his gloomy eyes.

With a heavy cold snort, the black-robed man flashed and disappeared in front of the old Flame Demon.

The old demon sneered, raised his feet and walked into the passage.

After a moment, the old demon finally walked out of the dark passage with a somewhat numb face.

The old demon Flame appeared in an empty hall. The difference between here and outside was completely different.

It is like one is the netherworld hell, and the other is the ancient fairyland.

Here, the first thing that catches the eye is a layer of hazy white mist, lingering in the hall like floating fairy air.

Combined with the dark passage behind the old Flame Demon, it seemed like entering another world.

The walls of the hall are all made of crystal clear and warm white jade, emitting a bright white light. One can tell at a glance that this jade is definitely an extraordinary thing.

In the center of the hall, three transparent and colorless light balls are suspended in the air, emitting bright light and illuminating the entire hall.

The ball of light looks ordinary, as if it is only used to provide light.

But judging from the faint energy fluctuations emanating from it, this ball of light is definitely not ordinary.

If Xiao Yan were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that these three balls of light were all the soul origins that were collected by the Soul Palace when it was here.

And the white mist was emitted by these three light balls.

Those white mists are actually pure soul essences!

However, it seemed that the old demon Flame Demon had already gotten used to all this.

However, the greed revealed in his gloomy eyes at this moment still showed his desire for the essence of these souls.

Suddenly, a voice filled with rage was heard, causing the entire hall to tremble slightly.

"Flame Demon! Don't you know that I am in seclusion? How dare you come to disturb me at this time? Are you looking for death?"

As soon as these words came out, the old demon Yan Mo came back to his senses instantly, a look of horror appeared on his face, he calmed himself down, and hurriedly said:

"Palace Master, I dare not disturb you from your retreat. However, the matter I want to report is of great importance to us and cannot be delayed in the slightest. Therefore, I dared to disturb you from your retreat. I hope you will forgive me."

The owner of the voice frowned upon hearing this, and took a deep breath. After a long moment, he snorted coldly and let out a loud roar of dissatisfaction:

"Speak! If it's not a big deal, I'll kill you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the old demon Flame Demon felt the temperature around him drop drastically and become extremely cold, but he had confidence in his heart and was not afraid.

The old demon raised his head and looked straight ahead with confidence, then spoke word by word:

"Palace Master, Xiao Yan has arrived!"