"Is this the Yao Clan's progenitor?" Xiao Yan stared at the figure with a grave expression.
Beneath that figure, even a soul at the Heaven Realm Great Perfection like his felt somewhat unable to breathe.
It was merely a remnant soul left behind for who knew how many ages, yet it was already so terrifying. It was hard to imagine just how powerful a true Dou Emperor would be.
Beside Xiao Yan, Elder Yao's body was trembling faintly as well. His gaze toward the phantom within the grand formation was filled with reverence.
In the sky, Soul Void's expression had also become incomparably solemn.
The pressure that phantom exerted on him was equally intense.
This Yao Clan truly was not as easy to deal with as the Ling Clan and Stone Clan.
But no matter how they struggled, they would still be unable to escape that outcome.
"Ah, the Pill Emperor."
The demonic figure formed by Nihility Devouring Flame stared at the phantom with eyes like Black Holes. After a moment, he let out a sigh of indescribable meaning.
"But unfortunately, the supreme expert of those days has now become nothing more than a remnant soul."
"Progenitor, please protect my Yao Clan!" Yao Dan knelt in the sky and roared respectfully at the phantom.
"The Yao Clan."
Within the grand formation, the elderly man in coarse hemp clothing murmured softly.
The passage of countless years had made what little memory he had left increasingly hazy.
Fortunately, he still remembered this clan he had created.
That incomparably ancient gaze slowly swept over the area below as he muttered to himself, "It has actually declined to such a state."
Upon hearing the phantom elder's quiet words, shame immediately filled Yao Dan's aged face.
Though the present could not compare with ancient times,