"You're... that boy from the Xiao Clan back then?" Blood Saber Saint stared at the young figure, his eyes suddenly widening as his face filled with disbelief. Back then, Xiao Yan had merely been a Dou Zun. He had been utterly incapable of resisting Blood Saber Saint, yet now, upon meeting again, Blood Saber Saint sensed an extremely dangerous aura from Xiao Yan. That feeling told him that Xiao Yan's current strength had far surpassed his own...
"You must have come to find Lord Xiao Xuan, little brother? Hehe, there are still some troublesome fellows further down the road. Let me lead the way, so I don't delay your time. How does that sound?"
"Hehe, then I'll trouble you."
Xiao Yan smiled and did not refuse Blood Saber Saint's eagerness. He could sense that there were indeed quite a few powerful presences in the depths. Though he was not afraid of them, he did not wish to waste time on such matters.
Led by Blood Saber Saint, Xiao Yan reached the deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb almost without obstruction. On that desolate plain, he once again saw the ancient tombstone he had seen back then...
"Little brother, I'll take my leave first."
When they were still a thousand zhang away from the tombstone, Blood Saber Saint no longer dared to proceed. After speaking to Xiao Yan, he bent over and slowly backed away, his face filled with profound reverence from beginning to end.
Xiao Yan gazed at the distant tombstone and could not help feeling emotional. This ancestor of the Xiao Clan truly had been an unparalleled hero. Not only had he dominated the age in life, but even now, with only a remnant soul remaining, he could still be called a formidable figure of his generation. No wonder