"Ha ha ha, Xiao Yan, with strength like yours, you should just obediently go die!"
Ling Quan laughed wildly. Even the blood rune on his forehead twisted with his laughter, making him look sinister and strange.
He formed seals with both hands, rapidly firing off one hand seal after another. Vast amounts of Dou Qi and natural energy surged together, and golden light blazed between his palms, as though it were about to explode, painfully dazzling to the eyes. Many low-cultivation Starfall Pavilion disciples had tears well up in their eyes from the glare and could not help turning their heads away, unable to look directly at this immense, radiant mass of energy.
"Annihilation Sky Seal!"
The Ancient Clan possessed an inheritance Dou Skill known as the "Emperor Seal Skill," left behind by that Dou Di of the Ancient Clan. It had five forms in total, and once mastered, one palm could sever the heavens.
Ling Quan skipped the first three forms and directly unleashed the fourth, "Annihilation Sky Seal." A massive golden palm seal roared out from his hand, radiating a vast, destructive aura as though it would annihilate the very sky itself!
Xiao Yan clenched his teeth tightly, struggling to keep his body from trembling. The helplessness rising within him felt unfamiliar and terrifying. Since meeting Yao Lao and cultivating the Flame Mantra, he had not felt this kind of powerlessness for many years.
It was like...
The feeling he had when he was still a Dou Zhe, facing Cai Lin at the Nine-Star Dou Huang Peak. There had been nothing but despair, so overwhelming that it robbed him of even the slightest desire to resist.
"Ahhh! Ling Quan, how could I possibly lose to you?!"
Xiao Yan suddenly roared madly, like a child whose beloved toy had