"The Soul Clan was still as shamelessly furtive as ever..."
Xiao Chen appeared atop the Peak of Fallen, staring expressionlessly at Elder Soul Demon as he spoke slowly.
"Blood Axe Xiao Chen!"
"By opposing my Soul Clan this time, are you trying to follow in Xiao Xuan's footsteps?"
Elder Soul Demon's face instantly darkened at the sight. His snake-like eyes fixed tightly on Xiao Chen as he enunciated each word.
"You insects are not qualified to speak the Clan Leader's name!"
Upon hearing Xiao Xuan mentioned, Xiao Chen was like a ferocious wolf slowly awakening. A faint killing intent seeped out from within him.
Hun Miesheng and Elder Soul Demon both frowned slightly, yet neither dared underestimate Xiao Chen in the slightest.
Hun Miesheng in particular had fought Xiao Chen in the Demon Fire Space, and had been almost completely suppressed, ending up in a miserable state.
Now that they had met again, Hun Miesheng was naturally deeply wary of Xiao Chen.
"Hehe, worthy of Blood Axe Xiao Chen. After all these years, you are still as fierce as ever. Xiao Xuan may have had a great reputation, but in the end, he could not escape falling. Your Xiao Clan was likewise destined to be nothing more than a fleeting bloom."
As Hun Miesheng and Elder Soul Demon frowned, an aged figure leaning on a cane appeared beside them like a ghost, without the slightest warning.
When this man appeared, space did not even ripple in the slightest. It was as if he had been standing there from the very beginning!
"This man's strength is terrifying!"
Yao Chen, Hai Bodong, Old Ancestor Huoyun, and the others exchanged glances, all seeing traces of shock in each other's eyes.
"Hun Qianmo!"
Xiao Chen stared fixedly at the aged man leaning on his