The old man with a gray beard was naturally the Soul Hall Master.
"Twin Martial Souls, one black and one purple, both at their peak." The Soul Hall Master murmured to himself.
"Let's not get sidetracked." The Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master still looked at Senior Luoo and asked, "Are you really sure of that kid's identity?"
"There won't be any mistakes, right?"
"I remember, that little thief Xiao Yi died in a Poisonous Land."
"It's possible that the little thief didn't die after all, and somehow survived."
"He just turned into this current ghost-like appearance and infiltrated our Three Halls: Heavenly Mechanism, Black Demon, Soul Hall by posing as Poison Dao."
It must be said, the visions of these Hall Masters are exceptionally sharp.
Eight Hall Masters, all of them legends in the current world.
This word 'legend' doesn't just refer to their cultivation realm and power.
But they themselves are legends.
Any of these eight figures are far from average.
