Crushed

"Although the limitations of possession are great, you, One-Star Dou Sheng, are not qualified to arrogance in front of me."

"Xiao Yan" said with a disdainful look. If he, a Nine Star Dou Sheng, couldn't even deal with an old guy who was One-Star Dou Sheng, would Xiao Han still be a respectable person?

Having said that, he retaliated with a palm strike, striking first despite being slower, and before Hun Diao could react, the palm landed heavily on Hun Diao's chest. The fierce palm wind even tore through the surrounding space.

"Cough cough!"

Since his Energy Body lacked blood, Hun Diao could only cough a few times. Knocked back hundreds of feet by a heavy blow, Hun Diao glared venomously at the young figure opposite him, his voice filled with shock and anger:

"Who exactly are you, a powerful member of the Xiao Clan?"

In his view, the fact that the opponent could exert power far exceeding his own by using the body of Seven Star Dou Zun that his strength had clearly exceeded his limits. He must be Xiao Tribe Remnants who had luckily escaped the Soul Clan's extermination.

Otherwise, even if the Xiao Clan still had some resources left, it would have been impossible to cultivate such a powerful figure in a thousand years, given the abolition of the Dou Di Bloodline.

"Who is it?" Xiao Yan sneered. "Ask that question again on your Road to the Yellow Springs!"

His figure flashed, and he suddenly appeared in front of Hun Diao, his fist wrapped in fierce Dou Qi, and he smashed down mercilessly.

Hun Diao's pupils contracted, and his Dou Qi surged forth, forming a thick shield of Black Mist in front of him. "Ten Thousand Souls Shield!"

"Break!"

Just before reaching the shield, Xiao Yan suddenly changed his fist into a palm and slammed it against the shield.

"Boom!"

Countless cracks appeared on the shield, which then collapsed into the heavens and earth.

The hand, still retaining some strength, continued its momentum, slamming into Hun Diao's face with a powerful gust of wind.

"Smack!"

The crisp sound echoed in the space for a long time, leaving everyone astonished.

It's not very harmful, but extremely insulting!

"Good heavens! A Dou Sheng Expert actually got slapped by that guy Xiao Yan!" someone murmured.

Although this is thanks to the ancestor who possessed Xiao Yan, it was indeed the former's hand that struck him!

Being able to slap a Dou Sheng Expert with the body of Dou Zun is truly a glorious life experience for Xiao Yan!

Not to mention the onlookers, even Xiao Yan, who was observing the battle of the Dou Sheng in his mind, looked at his right hand in disbelief, his expression dazed.

"You're asking for it!"

A voice filled with overwhelming rage erupted from Hun Diao's mouth, deafeningly loud!

At this moment, Hun Diao had completely lost his mind. He didn't even care about Xiao Xuan, who might appear nearby at any time. He only had one thought—to kill the guy in front of him who had brought him great humiliation.

A surge of powerful Dou Qi erupted, transforming into Forest Python thousands of feet in size. One could even faintly sense the stench emanating from it as it menacingly charged toward "Xiao Yan".

The overwhelming presence made the younger generation turn pale and tremble involuntarily.

"Fine, I'm not playing with you anymore." However, Xiao Yan didn't care at all. He reached out and summoned countless Dou Qi spears around his body.

"Go!" A low shout rang out, and endless spears tore through the void, instantly piercing through the giant python's body, and the rest instantly piercing through Hun Diao's body.

"The last one!" As soon as the words fell, the latter's head was pierced by a spear. His pupils widened suddenly as he looked unwillingly at the figure that had killed him. He opened his mouth, but could not utter a word.

His body was then shattered into nothingness by the Dou Qi attached to the spear.

At this moment, the onlookers stared in astonishment at the scene unfolding before them. From the moment Xiao Yan underwent his transformation to the moment Hun Diao perished, only about half a minute had passed, and...

"Four... four moves?!" Everyone else looked like they were questioning their existence.

Although they weren't Dou Sheng, they still possessed basic observation skills. The fact that they could defeat their opponent in just four moves only demonstrated the enormous gap in strength between them.

Even Ancient Races probably didn't have many people who could do that!

After eliminating the enemy, Xiao Yan looked around and finally focused his gaze on the battle in the distance.

Due to the vast difference in strength, the surviving elder of the Soul Clan was currently struggling against the puppet's attacks, facing imminent danger. So focused on fighting that he had not yet realized that Hun Diao had already been killed.

Xiao Yan's lips curled up slightly as he gathered Dou Qi in his hand, and a spear with a power far exceeding that of the previous one gradually took shape in his palm.

The old man of the Soul Clan, who was fighting the puppet, suddenly felt a chill on his back. He subconsciously turned his body to the side, letting the spear graz his body and shoot into the unknown space. He even endured the puppet's hard iron fist for this.

"Ugh!" Even with his Dou Sheng cultivation level, the opponent found it difficult to withstand such a blow, and his face turned extremely pale.

Following the direction from which the spear had come, the old man looked and then spotted Xiao Yan's figure at the edge of his vision. His pupils suddenly contracted.

"How is that possible?"

After carefully observing the former, he first understood, then his face turned ashen. Although he did not know who this mysterious powerhouse who possessed Xiao Yan was, the current situation was clear.

Hun Diao had already been killed by this mysterious expert, and he was already powerless to deal with the puppet's attacks. Now, he had another expert who could kill Hun Diao.

Running away is the more realistic option right now.

However, just as the old man turned his gaze to his surroundings, a mocking voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Do you think you'd get away with this, having personally taken action?"

The old man was shocked and slapped his back with his palm.

"A futile struggle!"

However, in Xiao Yan's eyes, this was nothing more than a cornered beast struggling, and he snorted coldly.

He curled his hand into a claw and grabbed the former's hand, applying slight pressure.

"Crack!" The sound of bone breaking rang out, and the intense pain made the old man's face change color.

A few breaths later, the old man followed in Hun Diao's footsteps.

After defeating the enemy, the puppet flashed back to Xiao Ding's side and was put into his Storage Ring.

When Xiao Yan returned, he saw Hun Ya surrounded by the crowd.

Hun Ya was heartbroken. He had entered the Heavenly Tomb full of ambition, intending to make a name for himself, but he was defeated and was about to die and his soul would be destroyed within the Heavenly Tomb.

"A junior member of the Soul Clan?" Xiao Yan gazed at Hun Ya with great interest.

Sensing an unfriendly gaze, Hun Ya trembled, his parched throat frantically swallowing.

"I'll let you leave for now!"

Hun Ya still has some value, and besides, he's a senior, so there's no need for him to personally take action against a junior.

The indifferent voice sounded so pleasant to Hun Ya's ears that he even doubted whether he had misheard it, and stared at the figure who had spoken those words with surprise and uncertainty.

Although the others were puzzled, they did not question the words of the Dou Sheng Expert, but pondered the deeper meaning behind the mysterious expert's actions.

Xiao Yan didn't waste any words at this moment. His voice became even colder and more stern, "Disappear from my sight within ten breaths."

"Thank you, senior!" Hun Ya first thanked him solemnly, then his figure turned into a blur, and with the joy of escaping death, he quickly moved away. At the same time, he vowed in his heart that he would survive until the Heavenly Tomb reopened and never show himself in front of these people again.

Although he didn't know why this powerful figure would let him go, Hun Ya knew that given the other party's status, there was no need to deceive him. All he needed to do was stay as far away as possible.

Just when everyone thought the matter was about to come to an end, they suddenly saw the mysterious powerful figure respectfully bow down in a certain direction:

"Junior Xiao Han pays respects to Ancestor Xiao Xuan!"