At Xiao Chen's low roar, Xiao Yan's heart trembled violently. A strange sensation from the depths of his bloodline gradually spread through every part of his body, making even his soul quiver...
It was a kind of pride once possessed by a clan that had stood at the pinnacle of this continent!
Even though the clan had now declined, that pride remained deeply buried within their bloodline.
In the era when the Xiao Clan was at its peak, none dared offend its majesty!
Even the Hun Clan could only lurk in the shadows like venomous snakes, waiting for their opponent to weaken before delivering a fatal blow!...
"That is not something the current Xiao Clan is qualified to say!"
Old Man Soul Demon lowered his head, his vicious snake-like gaze fixed on Xiao Chen, who tightly gripped the giant blood axe. He sneered.
"Even if the Xiao Clan has fallen, you are not qualified to comment on it!"
Xiao Chen's eyes turned chillingly cold. He stomped the ground, and in a flash, appeared above Old Man Soul Demon. The enormous Blood-colored Giant Axe came crashing down at him like the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe splitting heaven and earth apart!
"Whether I am qualified or not, you will know once you test it yourself!"
Faced with Xiao Chen's imposing attack, Old Man Soul Demon merely sneered. With a shake of his sleeve, dozens of bone-white chains shot out. Black mist surged as they swiftly formed a white spiderweb before him, allowing the giant axe to cleave down in fury.
"Creak, creak!"
The giant axe struck the web, and the immense force contained within it was rapidly dispersed. Its descent slowed more and more, as though it had sunk into layers of mud. In the end, it finally froze only half a foot