311 The Ancient Clans are getting serious.

In an unknown location, inside a tall building filled with soul lamps. Among the hundreds of soul lamps, one of them suddenly died off, breaking the uniformity of the burning soul lamps.

By the entrance was a young man speaking to a girl in hushed voice. He held the girl by the waist, bringing his mouth to hers.

Quickly, various lewd moans echoed in the room as they were oblivious to the sudden dying of one of the soul lamps.

After satisfying their carnal desire, the young man slapped her butt as she twisted her hip seductively and left.

"I can't get enough of that vixen," he grinned and returned to his post to monitor the soul lamp.

Just as he took his seat, he caught the dead soul lamp and squinted his brow.

"What happened to Cheng's soul lamp?" He mused and approached the soul lamp.

He arrived before the soul lamp and his heart skipped a beat. "H-How is this possible?" He muttered in shock.