Mutual Destruction

It seemed Xiao Shan had noticed Xiao Yan's surprise. He said to Xiao Yan, "While we fight, I can tell you some things about World-Creation Continent. Whether you can survive will depend on your own luck." As he spoke, the giant Xiao Shan had transformed into viciously slammed a fist at Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan hurriedly raised his hand to block it. Yet after just one exchange, Xiao Yan was forced back more than ten steps, while Xiao Shan retreated only three. With their strength not too far apart, the gap between a Heaven-Tier Battle Skill and an Emperor-Tier Battle Skill was plain for all to see.

"Then I'll have to trouble Brother Xiao Shan." One could lose the fight but not the bearing. Though Xiao Yan had suffered a small loss in their first clash, he was not discouraged. Instead, it ignited his fighting spirit. Thus, he suppressed the searing pain in his hand and answered.

"You should have sensed it already. On World-Creation Continent, even the weakest people are Dou Emperors. In other words, a Dou Emperor's status here is equivalent to the common folk of your former continent, or those with Dou Force." The moment Xiao Shan's voice fell, his figure charged at Xiao Yan again. While digesting Xiao Shan's words, Xiao Yan made a move to evade.

Xiao Shan's purpose was naturally not merely to tell Xiao Yan a few things. He also wanted to distract him. The instant Xiao Yan revealed a flaw, he could attack at once. Moreover, he believed that given Xiao Yan's curiosity about World-Creation Continent, Xiao Yan would listen carefully to every word he said. That meant the initiative was in his hands. By now, the battle between the two had completely turned into close-quarters combat. Of course, Xiao Yan was at a disadvantage at every turn.

"On World-Creation Continent, aside from some monstrous geniuses who are born as Dou Emperors, everyone else is sent by the laws of heaven and earth to lower planes. However, these people are generally sent to lower planes rich in Emperor-Origin Qi. But nothing is absolute. Occasionally, someone will be sent to a plane with scarce Emperor-Origin Qi. We call those Dead Planes."

Xiao Shan's fist struck at Xiao Yan's left chest. Caught completely off guard, Xiao Yan was smashed to the ground, unable even to maintain his Vajra Glazed Body. The giant Xiao Shan had transformed into merely had the golden light on his surface dim somewhat. Xiao Shan did not continue his pursuit. Instead, he said to Xiao Yan, "The three universally acknowledged super lower planes of World-Creation Continent are the Heavenly Spirit Plane, Dragon Spirit, and Phoenix Spirit. Not only are these three planes rich in Emperor-Origin Qi, but their battle skills also have one more category than those of other planes: Emperor-Tier Battle Skills. Even on World-Creation Continent, such battle skills are an important part of the techniques wielded by the strong." Xiao Yan sighed softly. He had originally thought those planes merely possessed more Emperor-Origin Qi. Only now did he understand why they could be called super lower planes.

Xiao Yan watched Xiao Shan raise his enormous hand toward him again. He poured his Otherworldly Flame into the Eternal Ancient Flame Ruler, and it immediately blossomed with a radiance that belonged to him. Xiao Yan wanted to fly up and fight Xiao Shan in the air, but discovered that he could not fly at all. He froze for a moment, exposing a flaw. Xiao Shan immediately threw a punch. Xiao Yan was sent flying more than ten meters away and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"The advantage of super lower planes is that they know all the rules of World-Creation Continent. For example, if you have not reached the Battle Immortal realm on World-Creation Continent, then obediently walk." Xiao Shan looked at Xiao Yan with a trace of sympathy. Xiao Yan truly was powerful, but they possessed every favorable condition of timing, terrain, and unity, while Xiao Yan was someone who did not even understand the rules of the game. No matter how strong he was, what use would it be?

Xiao Shan had clearly prepared that punch. Xiao Yan had obviously suffered a grave injury. Xiao Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling somewhat helpless. The moment he heard Xiao Shan say that Dou Emperors were no different from ordinary people on World-Creation Continent, he should have considered this possibility. Yet Xiao Yan had no time to think about such matters. He felt helpless that he was restricted at every turn on this continent, while those people in splendid robes had known in advance. No wonder they had been so arrogant. This battle had to be decided quickly. Otherwise, in Xiao Yan's condition, he would never last until the fifth round.

Mutual Destruction

Xiao Ming smiled as he watched the situation before him. Xiao Shan had made excellent use of the advantages and disadvantages between friend and foe. At this rate, as long as he maintained his advantage, he would be able to win this round. The group in splendid robes was even more delighted. From the moment Xiao Yan had dared to attack them, they had harbored hatred toward him. How could they not be pleased now that they saw Xiao Yan being beaten?

Xiao Yuting fell silent again, but her gaze drifted toward the battle from time to time, worry lingering between her brows. As for Huang Lin and the others, their hearts had risen into their throats. Xiao Yan could be said to be the hope of people from marginal planes like them. How desperately they wished for Xiao Yan to defeat them and defend the dignity of their group.

Xiao Shan continued, "You are very strong. If I had not taken advantage of this, perhaps I could not have defeated you. But now, everything is over." Xiao Yan was startled, and a sense of foreboding surged in his heart.

"Sonic battle skill, Heaven-Shaking Roar!" A strange sound burst from Xiao Shan's mouth, reverberating through heaven and earth.

Xiao Ming hurriedly erected a barrier of Dou Qi before the group in splendid robes to fend off the sonic attack. Huang Lin and the others, however, were unlucky. They had already been seriously wounded, and now this sonic battle skill caught them by surprise. They could not help spitting out another mouthful of blood, nearly passing out.

Xiao Shan had truly planned this well. From the very beginning, he had lured Xiao Yan into listening carefully to his words, only to launch such a sudden sonic attack now. Xiao Yan was already injured, and after taking this blow, no matter how strong he was, he would suffer severe damage.

Just as everyone let out a breath of relief, a voice rang out. "Don't think you're the only one with a sonic battle skill. Lion-Tiger Shattering Gold Chant!" That was right—this was the battle skill Xiao Yan had obtained at Jialan Academy. Although its rank was somewhat lower, Xiao Yan relied on his bone wings to fly up, reach Xiao Shan's ear, and unleash this move. How could Xiao Yan allow himself to make the same mistake twice? Completely unprepared, Xiao Shan took the blow head-on. Blood immediately flowed from his ears and nose. He clearly could no longer fight, and his Vajra body could no longer be maintained as he crashed heavily to the ground. Xiao Yan, too, fell to the ground, dizzy and disoriented. Only by supporting himself with the Eternal Ancient Flame Ruler did he keep from collapsing.

With this, Xiao Yan had won four battles out of four. As the people in splendid robes looked at him, a trace more reverence and a thread more fear appeared in their eyes. What an overwhelmingly powerful man. They likely would never forget him for the rest of their lives.

Xiao Ming took in the fear and timidity in everyone's eyes. Though he somewhat admired Xiao Yan as well, he knew that if Xiao Yan was not killed today, they would spend the rest of their lives living beneath his shadow. Whether for the Xiao Clan or for these brothers, Xiao Yan had to die today. Xiao Ming said to someone, "Xiao Yan's Dou Qi has now been completely exhausted. Xiao Feng, you will take the final battle."

"Yes, Brother Ming." Xiao Feng walked onto the battlefield, both nervous and excited. This was a fierce man who had won four battles in a row. If he could kill him, would that not give him the capital to swagger about in the Xiao Clan from now on? But did Xiao Yan still have some other trick up his sleeve? If so, would he not die without a sound?

In the end, his desire for gain still got the better of him, and he walked toward Xiao Yan step by step. Xiao Yan was covered in injuries. He had forcibly endured a sonic attack. His carelessness in the fourth battle had resulted in mutual destruction, but Xiao Yan knew that perhaps he truly would fall here today.

He, Xiao Yan, had fought the Soul Clan for decades and had not died at their hands, yet now he was about to die at the hands of clansmen who shared his blood. Good. What a fine World-Creation Continent.

I finished this chapter before going to sleep. I hope everyone will leave me a review after reading it. Good or bad, either is fine.