Xiao Han Takes Over

The others had no doubts either, their expressions equally solemn as they looked at the three figures before them.

The person in the lead was someone they knew very well; it was Hun Ya, but he was just a stray dog and nothing to worry about.

The truly troublesome ones were the two old men behind him. Any senses directed at them seemed to sink without a trace, leaving no ripple. Everyone watched the old men, who were like black holes, with wary eyes, their hearts involuntarily in suspense.

"Dou Sheng?!" This thought suddenly popped into my head.

Although it seems absurd, it provides a good explanation for what is happening.

"Damn it, how did that guy find two Dou Sheng Experts!" Everyone cursed inwardly.

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time!" Sensing their astonishment, Hun Ya felt incredibly relieved, and the pent-up frustration of the past few days vanished instantly.

Suddenly, Hun Ya's gaze fell on Xiao Ding, who had remained expressionless, and he was slightly surprised by the latter's composure, but he quickly put it out of his mind.

Just kidding, he has two Dou Sheng Expert backing him up right now. No matter how powerful your methods are, you can't cause any big waves.

One of the elders indifferently swept his gaze across the crowd. "Is this all the manpower the Gu-Xiao Clans have?"

Upon hearing this, Hun Ya respectfully replied, "Yes, Senior Hun Diao."

"Gu Clan are one thing, but I never expected that the declining Xiao Clan would still have such outstanding descendants," another elder said in a deep voice.

Among the people before him, even the weakest, Xiao Yan, was Seven Star Dou Zun. Considering their age, they were all prodigies from Ancient Races. This made the old man unable to imagine how the Xiao Clan, who should have been cast into hell, had managed to raise them.

"Reporting to Senior, although the Xiao Clan is far from its former glory, it has not been completely defeated. It is still like a centipede with a hundred legs, dying but not falling down, causing us a lot of trouble."

"Moreover..." Hun Ya gestured to Xiao Ding, his killing intent palpable, and said:

"Hun Li, who entered the Heavenly Tomb with me, died at the hands of this member of the Xiao Clan!"

"Hmm?" With a soft hum, Xiao Ding immediately felt the pressure on his body surge, his body trembled slightly, his face flushed red, and his Dou Qi burst out of his body.

"Big brother!"

"Brother Xiao Ding!"

"Brother Xiao Ding!"

Noticing the former's unusual behavior, Xiao Yan and the others exclaimed in surprise.

"Hehe!" Xiao Ding wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled lightly. His gaze met the old man's somber eyes without fear.

"Oh?" The Soul Clan elder was surprised by Xiao Ding's behavior, then exclaimed in admiration, "I must admit, you are indeed quite good."

Then, his tone shifted, "However, you will still die here today."

Upon hearing this, a mocking expression appeared on Xiao Ding's face. "Old fools, you can give it a try!"

"How dare you be so disrespectful to the two seniors!" The old man frowned slightly, but Hun Ya was blinded by the impending victory and scolded him.

Gu Qingyang, Xun Er, and the others looked at Xiao Ding with worried expressions, while Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he vaguely guessed something, and he smiled coldly.

"Good lad, I'd like to see who can help you today!" The old man named Hun Diao stretched out his withered palm and slammed it down heavily on Xiao Ding.

At the same time, a gigantic hand, hundreds of feet long, slowly pressed down on the latter from the sky, the resulting gust of wind causing Xiao Ding's clothes to cling tightly to his body.

Just as Gu Qingyang and the others were about to make a move, Xiao Yan stopped them, "Don't move!"

Noticing their confusion, Xiao Yan grinned, "No one in this world has ever been able to kill Big Brother, not even these two Dou Sheng!"

Seemingly in response to Xiao Yan's statement, Xiao Ding flicked his fingers, and a stream of Flowing Light suddenly appeared, colliding fiercely with the giant hand.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar reverberated through the heavens and earth, tearing open a long, narrow, dark crack in the sky.

Upon seeing what the Flowing Light was, everyone took a deep breath. It turned out to be a completely black puppet. The unremarkable puppet was now like a war god, standing expressionlessly in front of the three members of the Soul Clan.

"This is..."

"A puppet with the strength of the Dou Sheng Realm!" Hun Diao and the others said with a dark expression and trembling voices.

The two could sense that the puppet was much stronger than them.

"How is this possible?" Hun Ya shook his head repeatedly. His greatest reliance this time was on two Soul Clan seniors whose strength was at the Dou Sheng Realm. Now, this pride was shattered by this puppet.

"I'll hold it off, you finish this quickly," the old man beside Hun Diao said fiercely to Hun Diao.

"Hmm." Hun Diao nodded, then his figure flashed and he charged towards the puppet. Hearing the commotion echoing in the sky, Gu Qingyang and the others' expressions turned grim again.

Although Xiao Ding's possession of Dou Sheng Puppet was a pleasant surprise, there was no difference between having one or two Dou Sheng puppets to deal with them!

Subconsciously, she turned her gaze to Xiao Ding, hoping he could give her another surprise.

However, Xiao Ding shook his head, "My father only gave me a puppet."

"Oh." Although they had expected that there would only be one Dou Sheng Puppet, something so rare and hard to come by, everyone was still slightly disappointed.

Now it's up to you to see what you're capable of.

The group exchanged glances. "Let's split up and escape!"

Suddenly, Xiao Ding's voice rang out, "Third brother, at a time like this, aren't you going to show some good behavior!"

These words immediately drew everyone's attention, while Hun Diao's face turned cold as he thought to himself, "I absolutely cannot give these juniors another chance."

He immediately unleashed a swift attack, "Nether Severing Soul Palm!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a gigantic, pitch-black Giant Palm, hundreds of feet long, pressed down on the group.

Xiao Yan, on whom such high hopes were placed, was still completely bewildered, wondering, "Do I have a trump card that can withstand Dou Sheng Expert?"

Xiao Ding's voice reached my ears, "Third brother, just go and block them."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan did not hesitate. To everyone's astonishment, he stepped forward to meet the giant hand.

"Xiao Yan Gege!" Xun Er exclaimed in shock.

Just when everyone thought Xiao Yan was about to perish, Hun Diao and the others even revealed cruel smiles, and the space suddenly condensed.

Central Plains, Langya Pavilion.

Xiao Han's heart skipped a beat as he sensed the defensive measures he had placed within Xiao Yan's body being activated. A slight smile played on his lips. "This kid's probably run into trouble in the Heavenly Tomb!"

"Since that's the case, I'll lend you a hand!" He then closed his eyes.

Heavenly Tomb.

Xiao Yan suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes, his sharp gaze instantly shooting towards the giant hand.

"Puff!"

After a dull thud, the giant hand vanished into nothingness.

"Little guy, have a good experience of fighting at the Dou Sheng Realm!" Xiao Yan, whose mind was in a state of Hundun, suddenly heard a gentle voice.

Outside, everyone felt that Xiao Yan's aura had changed instantly, as if he were a completely different person.

"Brother Xiao Ding, what's wrong with Xiao Yan Gege?" Xun Er looked at Xiao Ding, who clearly knew the inside story, and asked worriedly.

The same goes for Gu Qingyang and the others. Xiao Yan has changed so much that no one would believe there's nothing wrong with him!

"This is merely a life-saving measure left to my third brother by my Xiao Clan's ancestor," Xiao Ding said calmly.

Xiao Yan has always been groomed to be the patriarch of the Xiao Clan, a fact that is not a secret to the other high-ranking members of the Xiao Clan, except for Xiao Yan himself.

Xiao Ding was fully aware of this. That's why this protective measure was left within Xiao Yan's body, capable of protecting him at any time. To prevent misuse, even Xiao Yan himself was unaware of its existence.

"Ancestor?" The Gu Clan people realized that they seemed to know something.

"Please wait and see!" Xiao Ding did not continue to explain.

After observing his surroundings, Xiao Yan turned his attention back to Hun Diao.

"The Soul Clan, even in death they continue to cause trouble!" Xiao Yan said coldly.

"Who are you?" Hun Diao broke out in a cold sweat. He naturally realized that this Xiao Yan was not the same Xiao Yan as before. He was probably possessed by some powerful figure.

"Who goes there?" Xiao Yan replied calmly, "Xiao Clan!"

"Never mind, there seems to be no need to explain to you!" Xiao Yan waved his hand and said.

"Now, you should just die!"

"Outrageous!" Possession has many limitations, and one's strength will be greatly suppressed. Hun Diao does not believe that a strong person can be very strong if they temporarily possess another's body.

As soon as he finished speaking, he snorted coldly and charged forward.