BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di Chapter 660 660: The Hall of Souls Tian Zun’s Fury

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Seeing the two move so sluggishly, Xiao Yixian asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you two? If you hadn't wasted ti killing those two seriously injured Dou Zun and collecting that Three-Star Dou Zun's body and soul, and instead ca to help earlier, we might have been able to wipe out every one of them."

"Hehe, it's best not to pursue a desperate enemy. We've already gained so many good things—better to leave this place first and digest our spoils. After all, if other Hall of Souls experts arrive while we're still chasing, the three of us would be in serious trouble," Lin Feng replied with a light chuckle.

"In that case, let's leave this place quickly," Feng Qing'er said.

From his tone, it seed they had profited greatly this ti, and since Hall of Souls reinforcents could show up at any mont, she decided not to bother with those who escaped.

Against such a behemoth like Hall of Souls, she naturally had to stay cautious. Since they had already obtained valuable spoils, the safest choice was to take them back and refine them first.

"However, before we go, we should destroy this branch hall. If we just take the souls and leave everything else untouched, our true purpose would be too obvious—it wouldn't look like an act of revenge at all."

As he spoke, Lin Feng's gaze turned toward the massive hall below.

After all, just monts ago, he had claid before the Hall of Souls Protector that he was from Xiao Yan's side. Since he'd already made that move, he might as well keep up the act.

He'd simply twist the entire event—his assault on Hall of Souls and the theft of souls—into a story about Xiao Yan sending people to destroy Hall of Souls's branch as revenge.

Anyway, that guy Xiao Yan was always coveting the Heavenly Flas he and Xian'er possessed, and he had even ambushed them before. So Lin Feng was more than happy to stir up so trouble for him and divert his attention.

This was the perfect opportunity—how could he possibly let it slip away right under his nose?

Hearing that, Xiao Yixian and Feng Qing'er both followed his gaze toward the grand hall below. Then, the two won raised their delicate white hands and pressed down lightly.

At that mont, two enormous beams of Dou Qi, each hundreds of feet long, condensed in midair before fiercely slamming down onto the black hall beneath them.

"Boom!"

The two overwhelming blasts of Dou Qi struck the giant hall, instantly unleashing a deafening explosion. The once-mighty Hall of Souls branch was reduced to a heap of shattered rubble in an instant.

Even the massive stone pillars that supported the structure cracked apart with a series of resounding snaps before collapsing completely.

However, Feng Qing'er and Xiao Yixian didn't stop there. Instead, they continued unleashing beams of Dou Qi one after another, bombarding the already-ruined hall.

Under the relentless bombardnt of two high-level Dou Zun, the grand building that had once stood proudly in the mountains was soon reduced to nothing but scattered debris and dust.

Seeing this, Lin Feng finally said, "That's enough. Let's go."

He cast a brief glance at the smoke-filled ruins below, then turned and shot off in the direction they had co from.

Hearing him, the two won halted their attacks and quickly followed behind Lin Feng, leaving the area.

Several hours after Lin Feng's group departed, the space above a mountain not far from the destroyed Hall of Souls branch rippled slightly.

Monts later, several figures darted out of the distortion and arrived at the site of the once-grand hall. Among them were the three Dou Zun who had escaped earlier.

But the towering black hall they rembered was now completely gone—only a massive crater and piles of shattered stone remained.

Seeing the scene, the blue-robed figure at the lead imdiately darkened in expression. Behind him, the three Dou Zun who had fled earlier looked filled with anger, regret, and even a hint of fear.

From the looks of it, the hundreds of thousands of soul bodies once imprisoned within this Hall of Souls branch were undoubtedly gone.

Even the two rare souls of the eighth-rank alchemists—captured only after more than a dozen Elders had joined forces—had surely escaped as well.

"The hundreds of Protectors stationed at this branch spent decades collecting those souls, and the two four-colored eighth-tier alchemist souls that took the efforts of so many Elders to capture… all of it, released at once by that brat from the Xiao Clan! If this matter reaches the Hall Master's ears, even I won't be able to escape punishnt!"

The blue-robed man's expression darkened as he stared down at the ruins below—ruins created by Feng Qing'er and Xiao Yixian.

At this mont, he still had no idea that those souls had been taken away by Lin Feng. He assud they had all been released by Xiao Yan's subordinates.

After all, the Elders who had escaped earlier had reported to him that Xiao Yan had sent people to the Nether Demon Mountain Range branch of the Hall of Souls seeking revenge.

Thus, it was only natural for him to believe that the devastation before him was Xiao Yan's handiwork. Suddenly, as if recalling sothing, the blue-robed man's figure blurred into a black streak and shot straight into the ruins of the great hall.

His abrupt movent left the few Dou Zun behind him montarily stunned. But then, realizing what he must be checking for, they hurried after him and followed him into the rubble.

When they reached the site, their faces all turned slightly pale as they looked toward a large, empty pit before a crumbled section of wall. At that mont, they understood completely—

Not only had the tens of thousands of ordinary soul bodies and the two eighth-rank alchemist souls within the branch hall been taken away, but even the Soul Origin—the core essence ford by condensing over two to three hundred thousand soul bodies—had been stolen as well.

They knew very well that losing that many soul bodies alone would already earn them a severe punishnt from Hall of Souls. But now, on top of that, they had lost the Soul Origin too.

It was easy to imagine how miserable their lives would be in the coming days. After seeing the scene before him, an overwhelming aura suddenly erupted from the blue-robed man's body.

As that terrifying energy surged into the sky, the already chilly air of the Nether Demon Mountain Range grew even colder. Faintly, small raindrops began to fall from the heavens, crackling as they struck the ground.

However, this strange change was not because so treasure had appeared in the mountain range—

It was caused entirely by the man's imnse Dou Qi, forcibly stirring the natural energies of heaven and earth.

"A bunch of useless trash! You're good for nothing but failure! And now, because of your incompetence, even this Tian Zun will have to suffer punishnt along with you!"

After a brief silence, the blue-robed man suddenly turned around and roared furiously at the few Dou Zun behind him. As his fury erupted, the clouds high in the sky grew even darker and heavier.

Though this Hall of Souls branch in the Nether Demon Mountain Range was only one of the low-level Earth Halls among the Central Plains branch halls, the number of souls it had gathered over the years was still astonishingly vast.

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