"Cough, cough, cough..." Xiao Yan's terrifying soul attack had caught the man in black completely off guard.
After a brief pause, Xiao Yan carried Mu Yingying away.
In an instant, he opened a distance of nearly ten meters from the man in black.
The room was furnished simply, with only a few tables and tea sets. The entire room was merely seventy or eighty square meters.
"Hehehe, brat, how did you get in?" The man in black recovered and asked angrily.
As a mighty Seven Star Dou Di, he had actually allowed a mere brat at the peak of Four-star Dou Di to slip in without a sound. Naturally, he felt rather displeased.
"If you don't want others to know, don't do it in the first place," Xiao Yan said calmly.
"You brought this upon yourself. Don't blame me." After speaking, the man in black suddenly raised his palm and attacked Xiao Yan!
The man in black's palm was slightly dark. Within the darkness, some strange aura seemed to swirl around it.
"Corpse Ghost Hand!" The man in black snorted coldly. The eerie blackness in his hand surged as it whistled toward Xiao Yan.
What terrifying energy fluctuations... This power should have reached the level of a Seven Star Dou Di...
But why does this man's aura seem to share some similarities with the Ghost Qi of the Ghost Realm... Xiao Yan pondered briefly.
When he failed to reach an answer, Xiao Yan simply allowed the man in black to attack him. He remained perfectly still and merely said, "Master, have you watched enough?"
"Hehe, you little fellow have quite formidable soul perception. No wonder you became an alchemist at the peak of Peak Emperor Grade One at such a young age." A hearty voice rang out within the room.