Chapter 1985: Dark Evil Soul Hooking Envoy

Why did Wu Xinling wait several hundred years before informing the purple-robed youth about the situation in the Nine Realms?

"Or perhaps... what I am seeing is the present and not the past..."

A thoughtful look appeared on Fang Chen's face. He knew that the Inner Domain one condensed was inextricably linked to one's own cultivation inheritance.

For example, this giant screen was likely closely connected to his divine soul. In the past, he needed his primordial spirit to leave his body to eavesdrop on confidential information. Now, information related to him was relayed to him through this giant screen inside his Inner Domain. It would be difficult to claim that there was no connection between the two. If his guess was correct, and the scene before him actually took place several hundred years ago, then it had to be connected to the Reincarnation Immortal Sect.

"However, my Immortal Intent is the Mortal World, not the Future or Past. Thus, my guess might not necessarily be correct. Perhaps this scene truly is the present."

Fang Chen fell into thought. The situation was gradually becoming clearer to him. The Immortal Hong lineage and the Huosui lineage both belonged to the Human Race. And the true Human Race was likely an existence that stood at the pinnacle of the Qingming Supreme Alliance. Even a race as powerful as the God Race couldn't compare.

"This man made it very clear right now. The Human Race's exile happened after Ancestor Huosui became the Honorary Heavenly Venerable of the Arbitration Court. This Arbitration Court must hold an extremely special position within the Qingming Supreme Alliance. An Honorary Heavenly Venerable... perhaps he is already capable of mobilizing the power belonging to the Qingming Supreme Alliance, which is why he possesses the ability to decide the life and death of entire races."

At this thought, Fang Chen's gaze grew increasingly grave. The enemy was far more terrifying than he had imagined. Worst of all, the enemy knew of the Nine Realms and was heading toward them with a clear purpose and a carefully laid plan.

"Those sixty Saints and six hundred Half Saints aside, that man is most likely far stronger than Saint Long. If he arrives at the Nine Realms, no one below the Heavenly Dao will be able to stand against him."

At that moment, the purple-robed youth suddenly stood up and looked toward a certain direction. A faint smile appeared on his face. At the same time, his expression became far less condescending than when facing Wu Xinling and the others.

Seeing that, Fang Chen followed the man's gaze. He saw a figure step out from the gray, hazy fog.

When that figure appeared before everyone's eyes, the fog also vanished in an instant, as if it had never existed in the first place.

"This is Yin qi?"

Fang Chen was extraordinarily familiar with this fog and instantly understood what kind of existence this newcomer was.

He was from the Soul Race, a race that had occupied an extremely impressive position in the former Divine Realm.

The purple-robed youth cupped his hands and smiled. "Dark Evil Soul Hooking Envoy."

Soul Hooking Envoy?

At that moment, the Dark Evil Soul Hooking Envoy swept an indifferent gaze across the Saints before his eyes landed on the purple-robed youth. He nodded. "Daoist Qin, our Division Head ordered me to convey a message. This campaign of yours has dragged on for too long. How many more years will it require? If it takes too long, we shall have to proceed elsewhere."

The smile on the purple-robed youth's face seemed to disappear for a split second, yet it re-emerged immediately. "May I trouble you to report back that for this campaign, in at most five hundred more years, it can begin."

"Good. I will report it exactly as you have said. You will be given no more than five hundred years."

With that, the Dark Evil Soul Hooking Envoy turned around and stepped into the vast white fog, vanishing without a trace.

Once he departed, the smile on the purple-robed youth's face gradually turned chilly. He coldly snorted.

A Saint said in a low voice, "The Soul Race... truly lacks understanding of the bigger picture. Must they really rush us even over something like this?"

"No matter, this is within their scope of duty and also the rules of the Qingming Supreme Alliance," said the purple-robed youth calmly. "Whenever an external campaign is launched, a Soul Hooking Envoy of the Soul Race must accompany the army. Only then can they collect the wandering souls of the dead and send them back to the Qingming Supreme Alliance."

"In normal external campaigns, the main goal is to search for slave soldiers, and these slave soldiers would originally reside within the territory of the Qingming Supreme Alliance, so there is no need for too many Soul Race members to tag along. This time, we reported right at the start that there would be heavy slaughter, which is why many Soul Hooking Envoys are waiting. It is only natural for them to be a bit anxious given their busy schedule."

"However... if those Immortal Hong remnants are taken away by the Soul Race and allowed to undergo reincarnation within the Qingming Supreme Alliance, wouldn't that be equivalent to granting them a way out?"

"They won't have the opportunity for reincarnation. Within the Soul Race, there are also friends familiar with Ancestor Huosui, as well as many people of our clan."

"Speaking of which, the Soul Race's heritage within the Qingming Supreme Alliance is far, far stronger than our clan's. Although Ancestor Huosui secured a seat in the Arbitration Court, the Soul Race possesses a full thirty-six seats within the Arbitration Court."

"The position of Honorary Heavenly Venerable in the Arbitration Court is far too rare to obtain. We can only take another path and strive to secure more high-level positions for our clan within the Soul Race. Doing things in the future will also be much more convenient." The corners of the purple-robed youth's mouth curled up. "Our lineage has always been working hard toward this aspect, and today it can be considered quite fruitful."

Over at Fang Chen's side.

Fang Chen's expression shifted. "So Soul Hooking Envoys from the Soul Race must accompany the army during external campaigns of the Qingming Supreme Alliance."

He knew that human souls were actually an extremely important resource, and it seemed the Qingming Supreme Alliance shared the same view.

The purple-robed youth spoke once more. "Once we arrive at the Nine Realms, the Soul Hooking Envoys will first strike at the Underworld, rectifying and taking over control. According to our cooperation agreement with the Demonic Beast Race, when the dust settles, everything will be returned to the conservative faction of the Demonic Beast Race."

Strike the Underworld first?

A faint sneer appeared in Fang Chen's eyes. "This truly is a double-pronged attack that leaves no way alive."

However, if he were in their shoes, he would do the same. There was nothing to be said about that. Right now, he could only pin his hope on Motian Dizang. The faster she proved the Dao, the safer the Nine Realms would be.

The aura of that Soul Hooking Envoy just now was also something he couldn't see through. It was likely a Soul Race Saint as well. If three to five such Soul Hooking Envoys arrived, they could probably take over the Nine Realms' Underworld in about a month.

The force Fang Chen currently commanded would be utterly useless against existences of this level.

At the same time, the conversation just now had revealed another useful piece of information.

"The Dao Seeking Faction of the Demonic Beast Race over on the Divine Realm side has likely grown strong as well. If not, why would someone as proud as this man sign an agreement with the Demonic Beast Race?

The Flame Race and the Demonic Beast Race, former enemies of the Human Race, have both been elevated to high positions. The enmity between Immortal Hong and Huosui is far deeper than imagined."

With that thought, Fang Chen wanted to watch a little longer to see if he could hear more useful information. However, the power of his Inner Domain suddenly broke out into violent chaos. A terrifying turbulent flow tore the screen to shreds.

Seeing that, Fang Chen flashed away in an instant, leaving his Inner Domain.

He stood in the courtyard, listening to the continuous rumbling coming from the void, watching with open eyes as the Inner Domain he had barely managed to condense collapsed with a deafening crash!