Grasping the Nihility Devouring Flame

"Don't understand? Can't figure out why I attacked the moment we met?" Xiao Wujiu looked calmly at Xiao Xuan. For this former clan chief of the Xiao Tribe, he did not have much reverence.

"I truly do not know. Could it be that I did something shameful toward the Xiao Tribe?" Xiao Xuan did not move. He merely fixed his eyes on Xiao Wujiu, sizing up this powerful descendant of the Xiao Tribe while certain doubts rose in his heart.

Judging by the strength of the man before him, the Xiao Tribe should have retained its old prosperity. But why had someone from the Xiao Tribe come to see him so late? Why had he started by holding him to account? Why...

There were many doubts in his heart, but he could only wait for Xiao Wujiu to dispel them.

The latter looked at Xiao Xuan, who had once been worthy of his clansmen's trust, the great clan chief in their hearts. But all of those halos had completely faded with the decline of the Xiao Tribe.

He gave a soft laugh, then said unhurriedly, "Shameful? I'm afraid it was more than that... But don't be in such a hurry. Since you don't know, I happen to have plenty of time now to slowly tell you exactly why."

"Before that, I want to ask our Clan Chief Xiao Xuan: do you know what level a Da Dou Shi is?"

There was a somewhat mocking smile on Xiao Wujiu's face as he asked a meaningful question. Yet the depth and seriousness in his eyes made Xiao Xuan feel an ominous premonition...

"What do you mean by that?"

"What do I mean? I mean that existences like Da Dou Shi were few and far between in the former Xiao Clan!"

"It seems