BTTH: Master of Hall of Souls

"Who dares to disturb this king's rest?!"

The Purple Crystal Winged Lion King roared in fury, spreading its massive wings as it glared at Hun Miesheng and Xiao Yixian high in the sky.

"That's a sixth-rank magical beast of the Magical Beast Mountain Range—the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King!" Xiao Yixian exclaimed in shock.

Roar!

With a thunderous roar, the lion king turned and fled.

"Walking on air... That means he's at least at the Douzong level! Time to run, time to run!"

"Coincidentally, this hall master happens to be short of a watchdog. You'll do nicely."

Hun Miesheng snorted coldly, raising his hand. A pitch-black palm blotted out half the sky.

The lion king was horrified and attempted to flee, but found itself completely immobilized.

Spatial Lock!

With a deafening boom, the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King was slammed into the ground.

"The lion clan will never be slaves!" its eyes blazed with fierce defiance.

"That's not up to you."

Hun Miesheng tossed out a puppet talisman, which merged into the beast's body. Its eyes instantly turned a deep, ghostly black.

Hun Miesheng nodded in satisfaction and shattered the lion king's lair with a single palm strike, pulling out a mewling lion cub and casually tossing it to Xiao Yixian.

The accompanying Purple Crystal Source and numerous treasures were swept into his storage ring.

Xiao Yixian hugged the cub, utterly stunned.

Moments later, Hun Miesheng had a weathered, complex-looking map in hand, while Xiao Yixian clutched the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture and several unknown herbs.

The first piece of the map was secured!

…

At the edge city of the Tagor Desert, guards lazily dozed under rare clouds. The heat was like a massive furnace.

"Look up—what's that?!"

"We're under attack!"

The warning horn blared. All the guards jolted awake and looked skyward.

A streak of violet light zipped through the air, ignoring all barriers, and shot straight into the city.

A lion's roar echoed through the sky, shaking every guard to the ground.

Boom!

The Purple Crystal Winged Lion King landed in front of an old shop called "Gutu," with Hun Miesheng and Xiao Yixian riding its back.

"If you want to buy something, look around and take it yourself," said a middle-aged man with a long scar on his face as he focused on carving intricate maps.

"The Ice Emperor, Hai Bodong. Acting mighty, aren't we?"

A cold voice rang out. Hai Bodong abruptly looked up.

"Who are you?!"

The temperature plunged, freezing air spreading rapidly. Ice sealed off the shop's exits.

Hun Miesheng stood calmly, hands behind his back, lightly wrapping Xiao Yixian in his Dou Qi.

"This level of ice... far too weak."

As he spoke, the ice completely melted into water droplets and flowed into his body like rivers into the sea.

"You should have this item, right?"

Hun Miesheng held a piece of the Fallen Heart Flame map between his fingers, his voice cold.

Hai Bodong's pupils contracted slightly.

"I don't—"

Before he could finish, a massive hand gripped his neck. His Dou Qi was instantly drained and sealed.

"With your former Dou Huang strength, you've heard of Soul Search, haven't you?"

Hun Miesheng sneered. "Your soul might be weak now, but something this important—you wouldn't forget it."

A crushing pressure descended on Hai Bodong, nearly suffocating him.

His expression changed drastically. This pressure was unlike anything he'd ever felt.

Definitely above Douzong!

Hai Bodong gritted his teeth and handed over the two pieces of the map he had deliberately kept separate.

A wisp of black energy drilled into his body and formed a mark in his sea of consciousness.

"You!" Hai Bodong's eyes widened in shock.

"That's a slave seal. If you don't want to die, follow me." Hun Miesheng walked out of the shop.

Boom!

The shop behind Hai Bodong collapsed completely.

Hai Bodong clenched his jaw in frustration but had no choice.

"The Purple Crystal Winged Lion King..."

His expression changed slightly.

Seeing the lion king's blank stare, he sighed deeply.

The lion king soared into the sky, becoming a streak of light headed toward the desert's heart.

"Stop. This should be the place."

Moments later, Hun Miesheng sensed a strange fire attribute energy beneath the sand and nodded.

He stepped into the air and slammed his palm down!

A wave of powerful Dou Qi stirred up a massive sandstorm.

Boom!

A mountain-sized dune collapsed, revealing a massive underground magma crater nearly a kilometer wide.

"This is a subterranean volcano!" Hai Bodong exclaimed. He hadn't expected such a thing beneath the desert.

Hun Miesheng's eyes locked onto the magma, icy cold.

"Found it."

He extended his hand. Dou Qi formed a giant palm, diving deep into the magma and pulling out a two-headed fire python.

The snake writhed like a worm, then was crushed with a single squeeze!

Hai Bodong twitched at the sheer strength on display.

Hun Miesheng said nothing and dove into the magma with a splash.

Moments later, the ground began to tremble, and bubbles rose violently from the lava.

"What's happening?" Xiao Yixian looked uneasy.

"The volcano is about to erupt!" Hai Bodong's expression changed.

Ripples spread through the magma before a figure shot upward.

Hun Miesheng rose with a smirk. In his hand, a lotus-like flame was wrapped in black-colored Heavy Water.

Green Lotus Core Flame, obtained!

"Not bad. This trip went smoothly. Next, let's go visit your old friend."

He placed his hand on Hai Bodong's shoulder.

"Old friend?"

Hai Bodong looked at Hun Miesheng's sinister grin and felt a chill run down his spine.

Half an hour later, Hai Bodong finally understood.

"You don't mean… Queen Medusa, do you?"

Looking at the fully armed Snake-People tribes surrounding them, Hai Bodong's face was bitter.

"First, you are my slave now. Address me as Hall Master."

"Second, the title Queen Medusa will soon no longer exist."

Hun Miesheng said coldly.

"You want to kill her?" Hai Bodong's pupils constricted.

…

"Who are you people, daring to trespass into this queen's territory?!"

Queen Medusa stood in regal purple robes. Beneath the robes, her curvaceous body exuded mature charm.

A cascade of silky black hair draped over her shoulders, down to her slender waist.

Her voice was magnetic and sultry, filled with the presence of a powerful older woman.

She eyed the strange youth hovering in the sky with obvious caution—his strength at least that of a Douzong.

Hun Miesheng stood in midair, watching everything unfold.

He slowly extended a hand.

"Join Soul Hall. I'll make you an empress."

(End of Chapter)