"I've paid the price of Soul Self-Immolation. You are no match for me now."
Xiao Xuan's tone was calm, yet it carried an indescribable dominance and confidence.
He, Xiao Xuan, had once been a man who suppressed an entire era.
Back then, although Soul Emperor and Gu Yuan were powerful, they still stood beneath Xiao Xuan.
If he had not failed to break through to Dou Di and suffered the backlash, who in this world could have killed him?
Now that he was risking Soul Self-Immolation, if he still could not deal with a Heavenly Tomb Soul, then Xiao Xuan would truly be underestimated.
"Xiao Xuan, I will never let you off!"
The Heavenly Tomb Soul's giant face wilted before gradually transforming into a human figure. As it stared at Xiao Xuan, its eyes were filled with furious crimson and intense killing intent.
Xiao Xuan simply ignored the Heavenly Tomb Soul's roar. He brought his hands together, then swiftly formed one complex and intricate hand seal after another.
As his seals changed, streaks of fiery light suddenly shot from his fingertips, rapidly weaving together in the sky to form an enormous formation.
At the center of that great formation stood the Heavenly Tomb Soul.
The instant the formation took shape, before the Heavenly Tomb Soul could react, countless fiery threads descended from it like a curtain covering the heavens.
A series of piercing sounds rang out as the countless fiery threads punched through the Heavenly Tomb Soul's body, wrapping around it and suspending it within the formation.
Faced with the bindings, the Heavenly Tomb Soul struggled frantically, releasing waves of Soul Power that made one's scalp tingle.
But how could a formation unleashed by Xiao Xuan in his Soul Self-Immolation state be so easily broken free from?
No matter how