Facing that hoarse cry, Xiao Yan clenched his fists, raised his head, and took a deep breath. Endless killing intent filled his eyes.
Gazing at the somewhat slender young figure in midair, Gongsun Lin and the others fell silent as well. They knew quite a bit about Xiao Yan's past and understood very well just how much hardship and effort he had endured over the years. Others could only see his extraordinary achievements, yet they forgot how many trials of life and death lay beneath that dazzling glory.
As if recalling something, the Old Man suddenly lunged forward and gripped the bars of the Dark Mist cage tightly, crying out in despair, "Yan'er, run! Go!"
He did not know how much Xiao Yan had grown over the years, but within the Soul Clan, he had witnessed what true, despair-inducing power was! Even Dou Emperors and Dou Zongs capable of dominating a region in the Jia Ma Empire were merely ordinary servants in the Soul Clan!
"What a touching scene," Hun Tiandi said with a faint smile as he watched them. Looking at Xiao Yan, he said, "Perhaps you should thank us. To keep him alive and well until now, our clan fed him quite a few pills. Otherwise, he could never have reached the Dou Emperor level in his entire life."
"Of course." Xiao Yan nodded gently, an eerie smile appearing on his face. "For such a great favor, I, Xiao Yan, will certainly repay you a thousandfold."
Seeing the chilling smile on Xiao Yan's face, Hun Tiandi's cheek twitched slightly. He had witnessed Xiao Yan's rapid rise. This boy's talent was as dazzling as Xiao Xuan's. Fortunately, every plan was proceeding step by step. If Xiao Yan were allowed to grow for a while longer, he might well become