Chapter 5506

“Palace Master… this is bad… the soul urn… has been stolen… Master Golden Robe…”

The voice abruptly stopped, as if being gripped by an invisible hand. Only the ashes of the burned talisman paper remained, slowly drifting down like snowflakes to the ground, like an ominous omen.

The contentment on the Sixth Palace Master’s face vanished in an instant, replaced by utter shock and fury.

His eyes widened like bells, and he slammed the table in front of him. The immense force shattered the table in front of him, sending wood chips flying everywhere. A

sudden burst of spiritual energy erupted from his body, spreading outward like a surging tide.

The monks within the hall were staggered by this overwhelming force, their faces pale with fear. They fell to their knees, refusing to breathe, like lambs to the slaughter.

The Sixth Palace Master paced back and forth, each step heavy with anger, the ground beneath his feet thumping and thumping.

His eyes were filled with rage, as if he wanted to burn the entire world to ashes.

The Soul Urn is the linchpin of the Divine Temple’s dealings with the Evil Path Hall. It’s more than just a container; it’s a crucial tool for the

Divine Temple to profit from the shadows. Its destruction would not only completely discredit the Evil Path Hall, its powerful ally, but would also severely impact the Third Hall Master’s mission.

He knew the Third Hall Master’s methods well; if things went wrong, he might be killed without even knowing how.

Furthermore, the Third Hall Master was currently engaged in a veiled struggle with the Fourth Hall Master. The Fourth Hall Master, with the backing of the Divine King, held greater influence within the Divine King’s Palace.

Consequently, the Third Hall Master could only rely on covert collusion with the Evil Path Hall to strengthen his own power and maintain his position within the Divine Temple.

Now that the Soul Urn was destroyed, if the Evil Path Hall refused to cooperate, the situation would become catastrophic.

The Sixth Hall Master took a deep breath, suppressing the rage within him. Like a volcano about to erupt, he suppressed it with all his strength.

Then, he shouted sternly to the outside of the temple: “Go and check! Who dares to touch the temple’s things in Black Wind City! If you can’t find out, you all will die!”

The voice was like thunder, echoing outside the temple, making the monks outside the temple tremble all over.
“Yes!”

The monks outside the hall hurriedly obeyed, not daring to delay even a moment. They turned and hurried away, as if pursued by a ferocious beast.

Within half an incense stick of time, the monk who had gone to investigate stumbled back.

His face was as pale as paper, as if he had just experienced a near-death experience. His legs were weak, and he practically crawled back to the hall on his knees.

His voice trembled as he called out, “Palace…Palace Master, we’ve found out… It’s… a man named Kai who did it!”

“Kai?”

The Sixth Palace Master was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn’t heard the name clearly. Then his pupils constricted, and the anger on his face gave way to shock.

His mind quickly flashed with information about Kai, the man who had been constantly opposing their temple.

But wasn’t Kai being hunted like a lost dog by the Soul Devourer in the Sixth Heaven? How could he suddenly appear here?

The Sixth Palace Master had no idea what had happened in the Sixth Heaven, and certainly no idea that Kai and his companions had been rescued by the Fire Spirit Star Lord.

“Are you sure it was Kai who destroyed the Soul Urn?”

The Sixth Palace Master’s voice was tinged with disbelief.

“Yes!”

the cultivator nodded tremblingly, continuing, “According to the descriptions of the cultivators at the scene, and his own introduction, it’s Kai!”

“Not only did he destroy the Soul Urn, but he also absorbed all the souls within. Finally, he sealed Master Golden Robe’s cultivation, allowing those deceived cultivators to bite Master Golden Robe to death.”

The Sixth Palace Master gasped, feeling a chill rush from his feet to his forehead. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground.