Slaying Hun Feng

Since the Heavenly Flame had so little effect on him, Xiao Yan might as well not use it at all. He would simply beat him to death with his bare hands.

But just as Xiao Yan was about to crush Hun Feng's head, another voice rang out behind him, carrying a hint of urgency.

"You can't take his life—"

Hearing the voice, Xiao Yan abruptly turned back and saw an old man in gray, whose strength had only reached the advanced Half-Saint level, walking over. At the same time, the old man's face also underwent some slight changes. A pair of long black brows drooped down, making him look extremely strange.

Xiao Yan had swept a cursory glance over this old man during the chaotic battle earlier. At the time, however, the latter had been chased all over the place by a Fire Slave, and Xiao Yan had not paid him any attention. Never had he imagined that this old man, who looked utterly ordinary, was actually hiding his strength so deeply.

"The one you're holding is the young clan leader of the Hun Clan. His ancestor is someone neither you nor the Yao Clan can afford to offend..."

The old man smiled coldly. At the same time, the aura of a Five Star Dou Sheng spread out with it, drawing startled cries from Gu Nanhai and Yao Wanxuan behind him.

"Soul Demon Old Man?! It's you?! Does the Hun Clan truly intend to break the Eight Clans Alliance Pact?!"

Soul Demon Old Man ignored the startled cries of those two old fellows. His eyes were fixed firmly on Xiao Yan. As long as Xiao Yan's focus loosened even slightly, Soul Demon Old Man was confident he could save Hun Feng's life from Xiao Yan's hands.

As for anything else,