"The Xiao Clan? With the few of you, your top-tier strength has already surpassed the Xiao Clan by an unknown margin.
"Even if the Emperor Clans joined forces, they would still be no match for you." Gu Yuan was inwardly shocked. What a Xiao Clan—silently and unnoticed, it had already reached such a level.
At the same time, he was glad that he had not forcibly tried to seize the Xiao Clan's Emperor Jade. Otherwise, the grass on his grave would probably be quite tall by now.
"Brother Gu, you flatter us. Unless someone becomes a Dou Emperor and awakens the Dou Emperor Bloodline, the Xiao Clan can never truly be revived. After all, our lower-level strength is far too weak. And without the enhancement of the Dou Emperor Bloodline, those capable of reaching the Dou Saint level through their own perseverance, talent, and comprehension are simply too rare.
"Over the past thousand years, aside from us, not a single Dou Saint has been born among the Xiao Clan's younger generation."
After Gu Yun revealed himself and effortlessly killed the Hun Clan's three Dou Saints, the uproar gradually subsided. No one in the Gu Clan dared question Xiao Yan's status any longer.
His marriage to Xun'er also received the formal approval and blessings of the Gu Clan's upper echelons.
After staying in the Gu Clan for several days, spending tender moments with Xun'er and using the Gu Clan's resources to fully stabilize his cultivation, Xiao Yan prepared to bid farewell.
Before he left, Gu Lie came to see him alone, his expression grave. "Little Friend Xiao Yan, the Soul Hall suffered heavy losses this time. Even their Hall Master perished here. The Hun Clan will never let this go.
"According to the Gu Clan's ancient records and our investigations