If he had been alive, with Xiao Xuan's cultivation at the peak of the nine-star Dou Sheng realm, how could he have even regarded Nihility Devouring Flame, who had only just entered the nine-star level, as a threat?
But he had been dead for many years, and his strength had plummeted off a cliff. Yet through his prior preparations and by borrowing the Heavenly Tomb's power, he had successfully helped Xiao Yan and Qing Lin escape this tremendous crisis.
Xiao Xuan's actions were completely different from what Xiao Yan had initially imagined. Xiao Yan had thought that his ancestor would merely possess him, then take him and Qing Lin away to completely evade that man's pursuit.
He had never expected that his ancestor, Xiao Xuan, had prepared so thoroughly and acted with such resolve. He was prepared to sacrifice himself to deal with this unprecedentedly powerful enemy.
Only then did Xiao Yan understand that the preparations Xiao Xuan had been making all along had been so decisive. He had likely intended to sacrifice himself long ago.
Xiao Xuan had dwelled within the Heavenly Tomb, and now the Heavenly Tomb had self-destructed and vanished. Xiao Xuan had no other means of rebirth, which meant that this final trace of his ancestor's power would be buried along with the Heavenly Tomb.
Seeing Xiao Yan's nearly dazed expression, Qing Lin grew worried and asked with great concern, "Young Master... where is that person? Just now, you suddenly stopped moving, and your aura weakened too. I..."
Only then did Xiao Yan come back to his senses. His eyes were filled with confusion, his heart completely consumed by the pain of losing his ancestor. Just as he was about to answer, a thunderous boom like lightning rumbling through the nine heavens erupted from the sky.