After Xiao Yan, Liu Qing, and Liu Fei'er left the Burning Flame Valley's mountain gate in indignation, they changed course for Blazing Fire City. Word was that an auction was being held there, and all three wanted to join in the excitement.
As they gradually flew beyond the Blazing Flame Mountain Range, Xiao Yan suddenly sensed something. He sharply increased his altitude and gazed into the distance, where countless mountains, rivers, and towns lay spread before his eyes.
"Liu Qing, look! Is that Blazing Fire City up ahead? It sounds like there's fighting!"
Liu Qing and Liu Fei'er hurriedly looked over and also noticed the distant battle. Feeling the terrifying aura carried over from afar, Liu Fei'er's face turned slightly pale.
"What a terrifying presence. The people fighting are incredibly powerful!"
Liu Qing nodded, his expression somewhat grave. "There are so many auras. There must be no fewer than ten Dou Zong experts fighting over there, and one of them is far beyond an ordinary Dou Zong!"
"Ten Dou Zong?!"
Liu Fei'er cried out in shock. What kind of concept was that? The vast Liu family had only two Dou Zong experts: one was the Liu Family Patriarch, while the other was Liu Qing, who had only recently advanced to Dou Zong.
Ten Dou Zong experts—such strength was enough to sweep through most families and sects in the Central Plains!
Xiao Yan focused and carefully sensed the situation. His soul power was the strongest, so his perception was also the clearest. "Seven human Dou Zong, and three auras that seem to belong to Seventh-Order Magical Beasts. But..."
Several traces of confusion appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes. "Three of those auras feel familiar to me, but I don't have many acquaintances in the Central Plains."
He had come from the Northwest