"Pavilion Master Xiao, I'm sorry." The first person to speak hesitated for a moment before finally making up his mind.
The moment he said those words, he felt as though a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
No matter whether Hun Xuzi agreed or not, this battle would bring them face-to-face with the final outcome. They would no longer have to wait here in constant fear and anxiety. He had endured enough of this waiting.
As soon as his words fell, before Xiao Yan had time to react, his figure suddenly vanished. When he reappeared, he was already at Xiao Yan's side. A long staff appeared in his hand, and he swung it down at Xiao Yan.
A dazzling red glow flickered along the staff, its formidable energy causing the surrounding space to warp slightly.
Before the staff even came close to Xiao Yan, he could already feel a scorching gust of wind rushing toward him.
Xiao Yan reacted decisively. His body instantly retreated, opening the distance between himself and the staff. At the same time, he swept his sleeve, and white flames surged forth, roaring toward his attacker.
"Bone Spirit Cold Flame! It is truly wasted in your hands." Hun Xuzi narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Xiao Yan command the white flames, his voice carrying a trace of mockery.
Other than Nihility Devouring Flame, the Hun Clan basically possessed no Heavenly Flames. All Heavenly Flames had been offered to Nihility Devouring Flame. Thus, the instant he saw the Bone Spirit Cold Flame, Hun Xuzi added another reason for Xiao Yan to die.
Once the first person made a move, the others struggled for only an instant before their desire to survive swelled infinitely within their hearts. They too joined the assault on Xiao Yan. For