Xiao Yan's Death (Please Subscribe)

"Hahahaha! Hahahahaha!"

Hun Xuzi burst into laughter, feeling as refreshed as if he had drunk an ice-cold sour plum drink in the height of summer, the pleasure radiating from deep within.

The descendant of Xiao Xuan, who had once battered the Soul Clan half to death, was now beneath his foot, humbly begging for mercy!

"Since you've begged for mercy, this old man cannot be so heartless. In that case, I'll tell you!"

Hun Xuzi put on a hypocritical act, his foot remaining pressed against Xiao Yan's chest as he steadily increased the force. His voice carried a trace of eeriness as he said,

"Your dad! Once it was confirmed that he didn't have the Ancient Jade, and that you had lost it as well, he became just like you—without any value to exploit..."

"So he was casually killed. His corpse was fed to wolves, and his soul wasn't wasted either. It was refined into Soul Origin, adding a tiny bit of Spiritual Power for Lord Nihility..."

"Aah!"

Hearing Hun Xuzi casually describe Xiao Zhan's fate, Xiao Yan's heart was wracked with pain. He had never expected that while he had been desperately thinking of rescuing Xiao Zhan, Xiao Zhan had long since been killed.

His grief triggered an abnormality in his bloodline. The blood in his veins began to flow faster, and the power contained within his bloodline surged forth as never before. Faint golden patterns emerged between his brows—the Xiao Family Clan Mark.

Immense power coursed through his body, and Xiao Yan's aura grew increasingly powerful, nearly comparable to an early-stage Half-Saint. Terrifying strength poured out without end.

The ground split apart, and space trembled.

At the same time, Xiao Yan's internal injuries began to heal. His bloodline, containing strange power, pushed him into an unprecedentedly powerful state.