"Senior Madara lost?" Fa Ma found it somewhat unbelievable. He watched the mountains continuously collapsing, his gaze flickering uncertainly.
Jia Xing Tian frowned and said in a low voice, "Hard to say!"
As a peak Dou Emperor, he was hailed as the strongest in the Jia Ma Empire so long as Yun Shan did not emerge.
Yet even so, he did not dare draw conclusions lightly regarding the might of a Dou Ancestor.
Uchiha Madara had displayed overwhelming strength that day. By all logic, he should not have fallen so easily.
But Yun Shan's strike just now had been far too domineering, leaving even him unsure.
Yun Shan turned his gaze toward Xiao Yan. In his eyes, Xiao Yan was no more than a lamb awaiting slaughter.
A genius of the younger generation, a Grand Dou Master—he was not much stronger than an infant.
"Mm!"
Above them, Hai Bodong focused his attention, ready to step in and protect Xiao Yan the moment anything went wrong.
He had never been one to seek trouble, but he had already promised Xiao Yan beforehand, so he could not simply stand by.
Though he did not wish to face Yun Shan, there were times when one had little choice.
Besides, it was Uchiha Madara who had killed Yun Leng, and Madara who had destroyed this place so thoroughly. Xiao Yan had merely been dragged into the matter. If he went down to plead on his behalf, there might still be room to negotiate.
Xiao Yan himself also remained alert, secretly speaking with Yao Lao and preparing to flee the moment Yun Shan made a move.
As for confronting a Dou Ancestor head-on, that had never crossed his mind.
"Xiao Yan, is it? Will you surrender on your own, or shall this old man