Destroy the Soul Clan, Crush the Phoenix, March on the Netherworld! (2-in-1, 5,000-Word Mega Chapter)
Crack!
The barrier around the Bodhi Ancient Tree had just dissipated.
The smug, feral grin on Hun Yu's face had yet to fully bloom.
Yet it froze on his face as if he had been struck by a petrification spell.
His eyes widened so greatly that they seemed ready to pop out.
Whoosh!
He stared fixedly at Xiao Yan, who had stepped through the air, his eyes filled with disbelief and terror.
Behind Xiao Yan, the Eight-colored Flame slowly revolved.
Boom!
It was almost tangible, each flame radiating a distinct and formidable aura.
They intertwined with one another, forming a mysterious and terrifying power.
Whoosh—boom!
With every step Xiao Yan took!
Space rippled like a still lake struck by a massive boulder.
Whoosh!
Wave after wave spread outward, as though all of space had submitted beneath his feet.
"A Dou Saint?!"
Hun Yu's voice trembled from overwhelming shock.
It was as if someone had clutched his throat, and the sound he made was thick with terror.
Whoosh!
His fingernails dug deeply into his palms, as though he wished to confirm that this was not a nightmare.
Yet he was completely unaware of it, his lips still murmuring without end.
"This... is impossible!"
"How could this... be possible?!"
In his understanding!
Even if one received the Bodhi Ancient Tree's gift!
It was impossible to break through into the Dou Saint realm in such a short time.
This sudden turn of events utterly shattered his plans!
It plunged him into extreme panic.
Whoosh!
Xiao Yan's gaze swept across the members of the Soul Clan.
Surging killing intent pierced through their very souls.
"Time to settle the score with the Soul Hall's dogs."
His voice was low and powerful, like a judgment pronounced from hell.
It carried unquestionable majesty, humming through the air.