Braydon Neal turned around and left.
He didn't want to hear what Lauritz Hagan was going to say.
Luke Yates' uniqueness had already shown signs in the Five Elements World.
But none of this was important!
In this life, his name was Luke Yates!
He was the most mischievous person among the elites of the Northern Army.
Braydon left the secret room, passed through the hall on the first floor, and entered the northwest corner.
The northwest corner of the Hall of Souls was a sealed region.
Even ordinary soul slaves couldn't get close to the Hall of Souls, let alone cultivators who entered and exited it.
Braydon stood in front of the door.
Two aged soul slaves were guarding the place.
Their faces were old and their lifespans were nearing the end.
They slowly opened their eyes and asked, "Who is here?"
"Open the door. I want to go in and get something," Braydon said, looking at the two old men.
