The instant his words fell.
A vast, surging pressure burst forth like a tsunami. Centered on Xiao Yan, it swept across the main-peak plaza of Misty Cloud Mountain!
It was the supreme aura of a Three-Star Dou Zong, condensed until it was almost tangible. It carried the scorching heat of a force that could burn all things to ashes, along with an unquestionable majesty. Wherever it passed, the air was crushed into muffled explosions, the ground split into spiderweb cracks, and the plaza's blue-stone tiles shattered, sending fragments flying.
"Pfft!"
Several inner sect disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect standing close to Xiao Yan couldn't withstand the terrifying pressure. Their blood and qi churned, and they spat out mouthfuls of blood as they staggered backward, their faces filled with utter horror.
"Th-this cultivation level? He's far beyond a Dou Huang!"
"Dou Zong! That's definitely the aura of a Dou Zong powerhouse!"
"My heavens! Mr. Xiao is actually a Dou Zong? He's only fifteen or sixteen!"
"The youngest Dou Zong in the history of the Jia Ma Empire! No, the youngest Dou Zong in the entire southern part of the Dou Qi Continent!"
The Misty Cloud Sect disciples and elders in the plaza erupted into commotion. They stared wide-eyed in disbelief, waves of shock crashing through them as if they would drown.
They had long known that Xiao Yan was no ordinary cultivator, and that their sect master treated him with tender affection. But none of them had ever imagined that this seemingly youthful figure possessed such terrifying strength!
A Dou Zong!
That was a realm countless cultivators spent their entire lives looking up to!
Yet Xiao Yan, barely fifteen or sixteen, had already reached such heights. This kind of talent was heaven-defying, a sight unseen in a thousand ages!
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