Suppressing Them with a Turn of His Hand

As they observed the surrounding Snowy Domain Space in shock, the Dou Qi of Hun Tu Gu Dao and the others had already begun to circulate unconsciously. This scene far exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Peak Eight-Star?!" Although they were not strong enough, they were all knowledgeable people. Xiao Han's current aura was at least at the Peak Eight-Star level. As for the higher level of Nine Star, they did not want to speculate.

Looking at the figure in front of him who hadn't shown the slightest panic from beginning to end, Hun Tu broke out in a cold sweat, but said ruthlessly, "I didn't expect that the Ice Saint had been hiding his strength all along. I wonder what his intentions are."

"Could it be that they intend to bring down our Ancient Races?"

Faced with Hun Tu's attempt to drag other Ancient Races into the mess, Xiao Han remained unmoved and continued speaking to himself:

"I'm not interested in the petty affairs of your Ancient Races."

"But those little guys from the Spirit Clan are disciples of my Langya Pavilion."

"I saved it!"

Xiao Han glanced indifferently at the group who were struggling to resist the bone- Cold Qi, and said with a slight upward curve in his voice, "Do you understand?"

At this moment, Gu Dao bowed slightly to Xiao Han, gave a wry smile, and said, "My clan has always been on good terms with the Spirit Clan. This time, I was only sent here because I was worried about the safety of the Spirit Clan's younger generation."

"Since the Ice Saint's strength is so great, then this matter concerning the Spirit Clan will naturally be put aside."

Gu Dao was also filled with helplessness at this moment. As one of the Three Immortals of Gu Dao, his strength ranked among the top five in the clan. He was respected everywhere he went.

If he hadn't noticed that Hun Tu, one of the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan, had left the Soul World, and in order to prevent the remnants of the Spirit Clan from falling into the hands of the Soul Clan, he wouldn't have needed to take action personally.

Originally, it was thought that this was just a formality, but who could have predicted that this Ice Saint, who was said to be only Six-Star Dou Sheng, would actually have the strength of Eight Star Dou Sheng.

This was truly just a formality!

"Sigh, yet another Burning Flame Ancestor!" Gu Dao sighed inwardly.

The powerful figures of Central Plains a thousand years ago truly amazed everyone. It was also one of the few times when the powerful figures of Central Plains were almost able to stand on equal footing with the Ancient Races.

Xiao Han glanced at the remaining people. "What do you all think?"

The others were already struggling to resist, so how could they dare to disagree? They all nodded in agreement, finding no objection to it.

Even the stubborn Hun Tu knew that Peak Eight-Star was not someone he could compare to, so he could only remain silent.

Just when everyone thought the matter was about to end, a strong killing intent suddenly erupted from Xiao Han's body.

"You think you can just come and go as you please? Do you really think Langya Pavilion is Auction House?"

"Today, let me see if those lofty Ancient Races are worthy of leaving my Langya Pavilion!"

Everyone's expression changed drastically, and Hun Tu threatened, "Ice Saint, are you perhaps going to provoke our Ancient Races at the same time?"

"Provocation?" Xiao Han's figure instantly appeared before Hun Tu, his hand radiating Cold Qi. With a disdainful smile, he threw a punch, causing the latter to flinch and only manage to hold his Ghost Head Broadsword horizontally in front of him before...

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, everyone else stared in astonishment at the Hun Tu, whose body was covered in blood and gore, and whose fate was unknown, a hundred feet away.

Xiao Han flicked his hand and smiled slightly; however, to others, it was not a devil's whisper.

"Now, does anyone still have any objections?"

Ten minutes later, Xiao Han and the others reappeared in the hall of the Langya Pavilion. The former remained expressionless and spotless.

Among the Ancient Races that came together, the one who was the least powerful was Shi Yuan, the Grand Elder of the Stone Clan, who was only slightly disheveled.

This is why Xiao Han held back a bit of his strength, worried that the former might get carried away and casually kill him.

On the contrary, the strongest Gu Dao and Hun Tu suffered the most, receiving special attention from Xiao Han. Now their auras are weak and they will not recover for at least half a year.

"Please, everyone!" Xiao Han said, seeing the guests off.

As soon as they stepped out of the Langya Pavilion Main Hall, everyone instinctively crushed their Space Jade Slip slips and quickly left. These were supposed to be respected and powerful figures; how could they possibly be seen behaving this way?

A quarter of an hour later, Yi Huang and the others, who had received Xiao Han's message, walked in with curious expressions. They had naturally sensed the spatial fluctuations earlier; it was the sound of teleportation.

Then she saw Xiao Han calmly sipping tea in his seat, Yi Huang couldn't help but ask, "What did you do to them?"

Her intuition told her that something bad seemed to have happened.

Sure enough, Xiao Han then calmly said, "It's just a small lesson for them; no one will die."

Yi Huang shook her head with a wry smile. This guy can really act impulsively sometimes. But after all, everyone speaks based on strength. Langya Pavilion is already enough to make other Ancient Races take it seriously. Even though Xiao Han wasn't too polite, the other Ancient Races had no choice but to accept it.

The only "outsider" among them, the Guest Elder Giant Force Saint who had been recruited by the Langya Pavilion, was deep in thought.

"Should I consider integrating myself into the Langya Pavilion?"

The Giant Force Saint was not a die-hard loyalist of the Langya Pavilion; he was merely an ordinary guest elder, a common position in the Central Plains.

Guest advisors are those who rarely participate in affairs and receive a salary without contributing anything. They step in to help resolve minor problems and difficulties that arise within their faction, but expecting them to survive or perish with the faction they belong to is wishful thinking.

These are the rules that are openly known in Central Plains. Among the various forces, although Guest Elder hold high positions, they cannot be completely trusted.

The reason why the Giant Force Saint joined Langya Pavilion was simply to find a place to retire.

As for the fact that Langya Pavilion had concealed something from him, the Giant Force Saint didn't care, nor did he want to meddle. However, the Giant Force Saint's thoughts had now changed slightly; it seemed that integrating into the Langya Pavilion wasn't such a bad thing after all.

It's not an insult to Pavilion Master has the courage and strength to confront powerful figures from many Ancient Races to choose to join.

In contrast to the relaxed atmosphere at the Langya Pavilion, the many Ancient Races that returned in disarray were now in a state of tension.

Looking at the Gu Dao covered in wounds, the other two of the Three Immortals of the Ancient Tribe were filled with shock and anger, their faces filled with murderous intent as they said, "Old man, was it Hun Tu who did this?"

"They attacked you?"

"It seems the Soul Clan wants to start a war with my Gu Clan!"

As for the others, they had no suspicion whatsoever. Didn't they already know why Gu Dao had left?

If it weren't for the need to guard against and monitor Hun Tu, he, one of the Three Immortals of the Ancient Tribe, wouldn't have personally taken action.

Only that mortal enemy could have injured him so badly.

Gu Dao shook his head and smiled bitterly. Gu Yuan noticed the abnormality and frowned, asking, "Gu Dao, who injured you so badly?"

"It's the Ice Saint," Gu Dao said helplessly.

"The Ice Saint?!"

"How is that possible?!" Everyone else looked incredulous.

"Stop arguing!" Gu Yuan shouted, trying to stop the argument that sounded like it was happening in a market.

The former's words were quite effective; everyone stared at the Gu Dao with suspicion, wanting to learn the details.

Gu Dao, forcing himself to stand, glanced at the crowd, his voice still tinged with lingering astonishment, and said:

"The Ice Saint has been concealing his true strength. He is at least at the Peak Eight-Star, and his power is definitely no less than that of the patriarchs of the Thunder Flame Clans!"

"Even..."

Seeing the astonished expressions on the others' faces, Gu Yuan waved his hand, stopping himself from speaking. "Continue! Even what?"

Gu Dao uttered his most terrifying suspicion. "I suspect the Ice Saint might even have reached the Nine Star!"

Ignoring the reactions of others, and seemingly preoccupied with his own thoughts, he couldn't help but vent about what had happened that day.

"That's incredible!"

Recalling that scene, Gu Dao's eyes widened in shock as he exclaimed, "That old bastard Hun Tu couldn't even withstand a single move from the Ice Saint; he was nearly killed!"

"The opponent didn't even use any Dou Techniques throughout the entire match, yet they completely manipulated us..."

After listening to Gu Dao's story, the arena fell into a deathly silence. After a long while, Black Annihilation King Gu Lie, who possessed greater composure, spoke in a deep voice:

"Chieftain, what should we do?"

Gu Yuan, too, had lost his usual composure, his tone trembling slightly. "Befriend them, but don't make enemies!"

Based solely on Gu Dao's description, Gu Yuan could conclude that the Ice Saint had only recently broken through to the Nine Star. His previous concealment was merely out of concern that these Ancient Races might do something detrimental to the Langya Pavilion.

Now that they have grown strong, they might as well unleash their power to intimidate all sides. Moreover, since the latter only seriously injured Gu Dao and the others, it is clear that they do not want to form a deadly feud with the Ancient Races.

Moreover, as one of the few remaining Nine Star Dou Sheng, Gu Yuan has a clearer understanding of this than others. Although Nine Star Dou Sheng is only one star away from Peak Eight-Star, the difference cannot be calculated by ordinary means.

If this realm were so easy to break through, it means that Lei Ying and Yan Jin wouldn't have been stuck at the Peak Eight-Star realm for over a thousand years.

Moreover, the other party is so young. In just a few years, he might become another figure at the level of the Burning Flame Ancestor.

Such beings can only be allied with, and at the very least, not be antagonistic. Otherwise, even for their Gu Clan, annihilating the other would come at a terrible cost.

And...

Gu Yuan's lips curled up slightly. Langya Pavilion and Soul Hall have always been at odds. What they should be worried about is the Soul Clan behind them. Such an enemy is like a thorn in their side. That Soul Emperor is in big trouble!

When the Gu Clan made this decision, other Ancient Races also made similar decisions.

In any case, this incident was kept secret, and no one except Langya Pavilion and them knew the inside story. It did not affect the face of their Ancient Races. Apart from the Elder suffering some injuries that did not damage their foundation, they themselves did not suffer any losses.

Even for the Soul Clan, when the details were revealed to Hun Tu, the Soul Emperor only left with the words: "The greater good of the clan is paramount!"

From the former's perspective, Langya Pavilion has already become a force to be reckoned with. Rather than going to great lengths to eliminate it, it would be better to focus on the Soul Clan's millennium-long plan. Once he breaks through to the Dou Di, everything can be suppressed in a counterattack.

After this incident, no one will dare to provoke Langya Pavilion again.