A Mere Dou Zong

As Xie Tianxiao made his move, more than half of the notable experts in the Black-Corner Region sensed that destructive force.

However, lacking the strength and insight of the previous two, they merely assumed that some faction had offended a mysterious Dou Zong expert and brought down that person's retaliation.

Thus, after their shock subsided, they dispatched people—or went personally—to investigate.

They wanted to know who had provoked this Dou Zong, and which great figure of the Black-Corner Region this Dou Zong was.

They also wanted to know whether he had any other purpose.

After all, they all understood that if an old-generation Dou Zong monster emerged, the status of the so-called experts on the Black List would be greatly diminished. It might even disrupt the current balance of power in the Black-Corner Region.

This was not something they wished to see. Therefore, they had to make preparations in advance...

At this moment.

On Xie Tianxiao's side.

Of the enormous Black Emperor Pavilion, only Mo Ya remained.

Seeing that the Black Emperor Sect, once resplendent with gold and jade, had now been razed to the ground, Xiao Yi Xian's pretty face was filled with shock.

"So this is his strength as a Dou Sheng... How terrifying. I wonder when I will be able to reach such a level."

Her beautiful eyes blinked as she murmured softly.

Although she had long known of Xie Tianxiao's strength.

This was still the first time she had seen him simply raise a hand and erase a major faction.

It also made her understand more deeply just how frail and helpless weak Dou Qi cultivators were before the strong.

A longing rose within her—a longing to become stronger as quickly as possible.

Even if she could not possess strength as unfathomable as Xie Tianxiao's, she