Within the Nine Nether Saint Refining Array:
"Boom!"
This place had already become an independent space, isolated from the world.
The energy of heaven and earth had been completely sealed outside.
Only the blood-colored grand array emitted an eerie, oppressive glow.
Xiao Yan stood within it:
"Boom!"
Nine-colored Flame blazed fiercely around him.
Every breath he took carried a scorching aura!
It baked the surrounding air into distortion, producing a sizzling sound!
His right fist was clenched tightly, veins bulging across the back of his hand:
"Crack! Crack!"
The phantom of a crimson-gold Qilin flickered behind him.
The Qilin's majestic head lifted slightly.
It seemed to let out a silent roar, lending Xiao Yan an even more overwhelming presence:
"Hun Tiandi, is hiding all you know how to do?"
"Is this all? And you still dare call yourself an emperor!?"
Xiao Yan's gaze burned like torches as he fixed his eyes on the white figure more than ten miles away!
He spoke coldly, his voice brimming with disdain and provocation.
At this moment of great battle, he felt no fear whatsoever.
His heart held only fury toward Hun Tiandi and an unshakable resolve to break the deadlock!
"Hiss!"
Hun Tiandi still maintained his elegant posture.
He slowly brushed away dust that did not exist from his sleeve.
Everything before him remained completely under his control.
A faint, almost imperceptible smile rested on his lips.
His eyes revealed lofty amusement.
He spoke without haste:
"Xiao Yan, you are too impatient."
"You and I are both players moving the pieces."
"And this game has only just begun!"
In his eyes:
Although Xiao Yan was qualified to contend with him,
his experience was simply far too shallow—merely a mind tempered for a dozen-odd years!
How could it compare to a soul and intellect