"Bang!"
Hun Yuantian's body crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Xiao Xuan waved his hand in disgust. "Who's this?"
"Senior Xiao Xuan, you don't recognize him? This is Hun Yuantian of the Soul Clan."
A sharp glint flashed through Xiao Xuan's eyes. Of course he knew Hun Yuantian.
He simply hadn't expected that even the self-detonation he had unleashed back then, with such tremendous power, had failed to kill that old bastard.
"Senior Xiao Xuan, you're overthinking it. When you self-detonated back then, you really did kill several Eight-Star Dou Shengs, including Hun Yuantian. It's just that the Soul Clan used some secret technique to turn them into living corpses." Xiao Jin explained, "That's precisely why the Soul Clan has far more Dou Sheng experts than the other Ancient Emperor Clans. Even the powerful Ancient Clan now has only one Eight-Star Dou Sheng besides Gu Yuan. If all those Eight-Star Dou Shengs from the Soul Clan appeared together, who do you think could stop them?"
Xiao Xuan was speechless for a moment.
Xiao Jin was indeed very powerful. With his Emperor Realm Soul, he was invincible among Eight-Star Dou Shengs.
But he was only one person after all. Dealing with the Four Elders of the Soul Clan simultaneously—or rather, the Three Elders now—would still be extremely difficult.
No wonder he and his descendant both hoped that he could be resurrected.
Indeed, compared with the bloodline he had stubbornly clung to, which could almost be called laughable, his resurrection would allow them to deal with the Soul Clan more effectively.
"Senior Xiao Xuan, although this fellow is disgusting and is also a living corpse, his body really is that of an Eight-Star Dou Sheng. Using it as the vessel for your resurrection would be quite suitable."