Ripples spread through the void before Xiao Yan and the others. Then, a figure clad in pale green robes silently emerged.
"Xiao Xuan?!"
Shock flooded Hun Diao and the other man's faces. Those two simple words awakened a terror buried for a thousand years. That peerless expert who, while grievously wounded, had single-handedly crippled half the Soul Clan's upper ranks was a shadow they could never erase from their lives.
Bone-chilling cold rose from their spines, and the two of them barely dared to meet the eyes of the man before them. Hun Diao drew a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the urge to flee as he said to the grey-robed old man beside him, "Xiao Xuan is incredibly powerful, but he is also suppressed by the Heavenly Tomb. He can only leave the Tomb Mansion once every ten years, and the ten-year period has not yet arrived. He cannot appear now!"
Hun Diao forced out a smile, his courage growing somewhat. "In other words, this is merely an image of him!"
"You do have some insight," the green-shirted man said with a faint smile, his black eyes fixed on Hun Diao and the other man. "But you think far too highly of yourselves. Two One-star Dou Saints do not even have the right to speak in my presence."
He gently raised a hand and lightly clenched it toward the two men, uttering a single word. "Shatter!"
The instant the word fell, all space within a thousand zhang collapsed. The shattered Space Power transformed into an invisible black giant hand, which casually slammed down at Hun Diao and the other man.
Such a tremendous disturbance naturally drew the attention of several powerful Energy Entities elsewhere. Yet when they sensed that familiar aura, their expressions changed at once. Without the slightest hesitation,