Xiao Yan Battles Gu Qinghan

"Hey! Are you saving that much to raise fish?"

"If you're a man, drain it in one gulp!"

"You talked yourself up so much before, but your drinking capacity doesn't look like much."

Xiao Yan and Han Feng hid among the crowd, quietly listening to several men sitting by the street and drinking heavily without the slightest concern for anyone around them.

Just now, Xiao Yan and Han Feng had circled Falling Star City once, basically determining the locations of the Dou Zuns within the city. Some were drinking by the street, some were in brothels, and some were sleeping in inns.

(The lowest is a two-star, the highest is an eight-star. Including that woman from before, there are twenty-one Dou Zuns in total, and they appear to belong to the same faction.)

Xiao Yan calculated inwardly, his brows knitting slightly.

For a single faction to possess twenty-one Dou Zuns was nearly impossible for any force in the Central Continent. So far, only the Tian Ming Sect had deployed so many when it attacked the Flower Sect.

However, the Tian Ming Sect's Dou Zun Death Warriors were artificially manufactured consumables, fundamentally different from normal Dou Zuns. Besides, these Dou Zuns did not carry that similarly deathly aura.

"Senior Sister, what do you think?"

Xiao Yan asked Han Feng from the corner of his eye. Her expression remained unchanged as she replied calmly.

"From what I know, there should only be one force in the entire Central Continent capable of producing this many Dou Zuns at once." As Han Feng spoke, traces of scarlet surfaced in her pale golden eyes. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she uttered a name she deeply despised in an icy tone. "Soul Hall."

Upon hearing Han Feng's guess, Xiao Yan's gaze sharpened before he shook