"Now this is rather unexpected!"
The old man spoke softly, then turned to look at Xun Er. Sensing the dense aura of the Ancient Clan around her, he said quietly, "There are even some little ones from the Ancient Clan here!"
"Elder Gu You, stop dawdling. Delays breed trouble—get rid of these people quickly!" Hun Yu urged. His cold gaze rested on Xiao Heng, and a smug smile curled across his lips. He could hardly wait to see Xiao Heng torn to pieces.
When the time came, he would torment him viciously and make him wish he were dead.
"It wasn't easy for these old bones of mine to get out, so don't rush me...!" Hearing Hun Yu's urging, Gu You shook his head helplessly. Though he said that, the cane in his hand still lightly tapped the air. An immense aura immediately spread outward like a primordial beast.
Half Saints differed from one another. The Half Saint energy bodies Xiao Heng had killed might have possessed only eighty percent of a Half Saint's strength. The stronger ones might have been nearly comparable to a true Half Saint, but there was still a thin gap between them. Yet sometimes, that single thin gap was the distance between life and death. Still, Xiao Heng was not particularly flustered. A Half Saint was suitable enough to sacrifice to his sword. If he killed this old thing, it would likely become much easier for him to advance to Dou Sheng upon returning.
"This old man is called Gu You. You may also call me the Ninth Heavenly Venerable. Of course, after advancing to Half Saint, what I enjoy most is being called Saint Gu You...!"
Those eerie eyes swept past Xiao Yan before finally settling on Xiao Heng. "The two of you have