"Hun Yuantian?"
Xiao Yan looked at the two old men before him, both wreathed in dense deathly aura, and smiled. One of them was Hun Yuantian, from whom he had seized the Door of Silence that day.
"You little bastard, you ruined the Hun Clan's great plans! Today, you will die without even a burial ground!"
Hun Yuantian glared venomously at Xiao Yan. Back then, Xiao Yan had taken advantage of his carelessness to forcibly seize the Door of Silence, completely destroying the Death Knot and forcing the Hun Clan army to retreat. If not for the current tense situation, even as a clan elder, he would have faced severe punishment for such a blunder.
Even so, Hun Tiandi had berated him more than once during this time. Now that he saw Xiao Yan, his hatred naturally ran deep.
Xiao Yan merely curled his lips at Hun Yuantian's venomous words. He then glanced at the two men before him, a trace of gravity flashing deep in his eyes. The Hun Clan had directly sent two eight-star Dou Saints to intercept him, showing just how determined they were to kill him.
Still, although this was troublesome, it would not be easy for them to defeat him. He was now a genuine seven-star Dou Saint, and with an Emperor Realm soul, his true combat strength far surpassed that of an ordinary eight-star Dou Saint. Though the two had joined forces, they were not unbeatable.
As thoughts raced through Xiao Yan's mind, his gaze swiftly swept over the fierce battle that filled nearly the entire sky above the Black Corner Region. Violent Dou Qi rippled out amid the clashes of countless figures, causing massive columns of magma hundreds of feet high to continually erupt from the lava sea below.
"The battle is deadlocked.