Xiao Heng's Trump Card

"Boom...!"

With a deafening blast, a blazing sun rose between heaven and earth. Countless sword lights, Sword Qi, and flames intertwined before erupting completely, scattering the dark clouds overhead and sweeping everything away.

For ten thousand meters around, the sky was left utterly clear. As the terrifying ripples spread through the air, some people could not help lowering their heads.

After roughly one or two minutes, the terrifying energy fluctuations finally subsided somewhat, and everyone was finally able to see who had made that move.

It was a figure in white, seemingly rather young. The moment the Soul Hall members saw him appear, their faces were immediately filled with wild joy.

"Eighth Heavenly Venerable...!"

The white-robed elder appeared directly beside the blue-robed elder. Seeing his bedraggled state, he frowned and said, "That troublesome?"

The blue-robed elder's expression was dark. Traces left by flames and sword Qi still covered his face, arms, and body. Wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth, he looked at Xiao Heng, nodded, and said, "I encountered a rather troublesome kid."

"Oh...!" Following the blue-robed elder's gaze, the white-robed elder looked toward Xiao Heng. His expression immediately sank. "He must have used some secret technique to temporarily reach the Nine Star Dou Zun level. Still, he is indeed somewhat troublesome!"

"However, he is still inferior to the two of us. If we join forces, even a true Nine Star Dou Zun would be worth fighting."

"Be careful. Don't let the boat capsize in a gutter," the blue-robed elder added. Once bitten by a snake, one feared ropes for ten years. After that exchange, he was filled with apprehension toward Xiao Heng.

If not for Eighth Heavenly Venerable, he would have been dead or gravely injured by now. Even so, he was not in good