Current Situation of the Xiao Clan

"Wash your neck clean and wait for me to take it!"

Having received this instruction from Xiao Yan and confirming that this god of slaughter had no further orders, that Black Annihilation Army soldier acted as if he had been granted a pardon. He immediately left this place at the fastest speed of his life, not even daring to look back, as the pressure close to death that Xiao Yan brought him was simply too overwhelming.

Afterward, Xiao Yan also went to Xiao Zhan's side at the very first moment. Even before he and Ling Quan exchanged blows, the Three Thousand Lightning Phantom Body had already stabilized the injuries on Xiao Zhan's body a step ahead of Xiao Yan.

With a single glance over his father's pale face and blood-stained robes, a deeper pang of pain pierced through Xiao Yan's heart. Of course, Xiao Yan also judged at the first instant that what Ling Quan did was primarily meant as a humiliation, deliberately avoiding some vital areas, so although Xiao Zhan was currently not lightly injured, fortunately he was temporarily out of danger to his life. With the help of medicinal pills, Xiao Zhan's recovery would only be a matter of time.

Xiao Ding was already waiting by Xiao Yan's side, watching with his own eyes as Ling Quan—who had constantly exhausted various means these past days to torture the members of the Xiao Clan—met his death. Even for him, a pent-up breath of air in his heart was expelled, and even his breathing became a bit smoother as a result. Afterward, he also asked Xiao Yan about Xiao Zhan's condition.

"Don't worry, Big Brother, Father is out of danger."

As soon as Xiao Yan finished these words, he swept his gaze across the Xiao Clan members once more. Those