"The Hun Clan!"
As Xiao Yan's gaze fixed on the figure atop the distant mountain peak, Old Yao and the others followed his gaze. Their expressions changed drastically at once. They had not expected a Hun Clan expert to be stationed here in the Shen Nong Mountain Range.
"It's Hun Sha, one of the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan. His strength is no weaker than Hun Jing's or Hun Yan's!"
The Shennong Elder seemed quite familiar with these Hun Clan members. The moment he saw that towering baleful aura, his expression shifted slightly. He sighed in a low voice, "To wipe out the Yao Clan, the Hun Clan truly sent out all their experts."
"I never expected someone to actually be able to tear apart the spatial seal Lord Void set up..."
The distant figure stepped through the void. With a flash, he appeared in the sky above them, looking down at Xiao Yan's group. His gaze then settled on Xiao Yan, and he grinned, revealing pale teeth like those of a beast, radiating chilling malice. "You must be Xiao Yan. I heard even that old fellow Hun Yan suffered at your hands. The Xiao Clan truly is not simple. Fortunately, my Hun Clan acted decisively and erased the Xiao Clan back then. Otherwise, this world might have become an entirely different place by now."
Xiao Yan stared intently at the black-clad figure. Though the man wore a broad smile, his eyes were filled with indifferent killing intent. Clearly, this was no softhearted man.
"What do we do?" Old Yao asked quietly. They had barely escaped the tiger's den only to encounter a wolf blocking their path. This man was clearly no easy opponent. If they fought, no one here could match him. Xiao Yan's Eight-Colored Fire Lotus