"Crack, crack."
As sounds like colliding ice blocks rang out, the Ice Beasts of various shapes began to stir.
Low growls, like those of awakening dragons, emerged from their throats. In the next instant, an overwhelming aura surged from these Ice Crystal Demonic Beasts.
Through Xiao Yan's Soul Power, he sensed that among these several dozen ice-crystal Magical Beasts, even the weakest were Fifth Order Magical Beasts comparable to Dou Wangs. The strongest few were comparable to peak Dou Huang human experts.
If it had been an ordinary expert, even someone newly advanced to the Dou Zong realm would likely have avoided such a number of enemies.
After all, once quantity reached a certain level, it could crush quality to some extent.
However, Xiao Yan was completely different. Though he could currently only borrow Yao Lao's Soul Power, which was roughly on par with that of an ordinary Dou Zong, Xiao Yan's combat experience and the seemingly endless methods stored in his memories were not something an ordinary Dou Zong could compare to.
Looking at the many Ice Crystal Demonic Beasts staring at him with blood-red eyes and numb killing intent, Xiao Yan showed not the slightest fear. Instead, a faint smile appeared on his face.
"After being reborn for so long, I can finally have a proper warm-up."
As he murmured, the Ice Crystal Demonic Beasts—some only several feet tall, others nearly thirty meters in height—charged at Xiao Yan with savage killing intent.
Xiao Yan was not surprised by this at all. This was, after all, the tomb of a Half-Saint expert. Setting up these puppets was nothing unusual.
The fact that White Tiger Venerable had left behind obstacles at this level was already quite merciful. He likely only wished to select a suitable inheritor.
Otherwise, for a Half-Saint