"Swoosh, swoosh!" Xiao Yan looked at the lingering afterimages in the void, a wave of heart-palpitating tremors welling up within him. His very blood vessels instantly froze, and sweat beads the size of beans continuously dripped down.
"Thanks a lot." A breath later, the Eternal Ruler and the Emperor Flame Ring simultaneously emitted a gentle aura, resisting the heaven-shaking oppression transmitted from the afterimages, and only then did Xiao Yan feel much better.
"Crack!" With a sound, the void afterimages instantly dissipated. Although this was merely a tiny fragment of memory residue from the Kings Conference of the Outer Realm Evil Clan, for Xiao Yan, it was enough.
Through the afterimages just now, Xiao Yan seemed to discover that among the Outer Realm Evil Clan, beyond the King Rank, there also existed beings known as Evil Gods. The number of Evil Gods was probably within the count of a single hand, but their strength far surpassed Samsara, stepping into an entirely different realm.
So, beyond Samsara was not Dou Shen?
Were there still hidden gradations of levels between them?
However, these were not matters for the present Xiao Yan to consider; perhaps when his strength reached that tier, everything would come to light.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo." Breathing heavily in huge gasps, watching the countless strands of evil qi energy dissipate into smoke all around him, Xiao Yan simply sat down on his rump, temporarily putting other thoughts aside to peacefully recover his strength.
Meanwhile, within the Ancient Prison, lacking the support of the Three Giants, with Xun Er and the Peerless Heavenly Emperor taking action, the Evil Person throughout the entire Ancient Prison was dead or suppressed within the span of an incense stick, completely swept away by the few of them.
"Brother Xiao Yan." Having resolved the catastrophe of