One by one, the opponents Xiao Yan had encountered appeared before him. Their faces were clear, every expression twisted with malice, each of them wishing nothing more than to tear Xiao Yan to pieces. Xiao Yan wanted to retreat, yet he had no idea where he could go. These enemies surrounded him like shadows. Without the slightest restraint, they closed in together and began brutally tormenting him.
Xiao Yan was still in a state where he had lost all his Dou Qi. He had no way to fight them and could only let them humiliate him in every possible manner.
After a long while, just as Hun Feng raised a sharp blade to stab it into Xiao Yan's skull, Xiao Yan moved. He reached out and tightly gripped the blade that was about to pierce his eye. The despair and pain in Xiao Yan's eyes gradually faded, replaced by clarity as he said coldly, "Nihility Devouring Flame, have you had enough fun?"
The moment Xiao Yan spoke, the enemies surrounding him suddenly went mad and lunged at him, biting and clawing as though they wanted to devour him whole. A chill flashed through Xiao Yan's eyes, and his soul power surged forth. None of those charging at him could get close.
"I had originally intended to kill you completely within the illusion, yet I never expected you to awaken. You've truly impressed me. But why do you think I was merely playing with you? Every one of these people held great meaning for you. I merely had them help me accomplish a few tasks."
As Nihility Devouring Flame's voice slowly rang out, Xiao Yan's former great enemies seemed to receive a signal at the same time and instantly vanished into smoke. The area where Xiao Yan stood became utterly silent