“What’s…what’s going on here?! Why are there so many Soul Kings fighting?!”

“Is that…Bai Yunfei?! How?! Wasn’t he way over in the south? We didn’t see him fly past us on our way here, did we? How’d he get here so fast? And…he’s fighting lord Qin again!”

“Isn’t that one of the elders of the Qin, Qin Yuan? It’s been almost a decade since he last appeared in public. Is that…Bai Yunfei’s soulbeast that’s fighting him?”

“And the one fighting Qin Pingzhi is the earth-type Soul King from earlier. But who’s that wind-type Soul King?”

“Look that way! The center of all that energy! I bet people wouldn’t even be able to breathe if they were close enough to it! What kind of soul cultivators could possibly be fighting in something like that?!”

“Has the mines in this area collapsed or something?! What’s going on here, there’s...