Jealous Rivalry and a Journey to the Black-Corner Region

Rumble!

A deafening roar followed, leaving countless onlookers dumbstruck. This could no longer be called a battle. It was a complete and utter crushing.

The young man stood proudly in the sky, looking down upon the earth.

Behind him, the dark teal dragon gazed down with its slit-pupiled eyes. Its immense body coiled around him, blotting out the sun as its terrifying might descended upon the entire Mo Clan.

"Leave no disciple of the Mo Clan alive."

Xiao Yan's voice was cold.

"Yes, sir!"

Excitement flashed through Yao Ye's pale-gold eyes. Brandishing her silver spear, she led the remaining troops in sweeping through the Mo Clan. Countless guests stood in the ruined, drafty hall and watched blood flow across the floor, shock and disbelief in their eyes.

The Mo Clan had been riding high just moments ago, full of ambition to establish the Mo Alliance. Now its grounds were strewn with corpses.

It truly was—

A grim sight.

Before long, the young man's identity became clear to the assembled families. Who else could command Yao Ye, have Nalan Yanran bow sweetly and call him master, and wield such terrifying Dou Emperor power? There was only one Xiao Yan in the Jia Ma Empire's Imperial City.

Yao Ye ran Mo Li through the abdomen with her spear. His death was an ignominious one.

Ling Lin was trampled beneath a soldier's horse, meeting an end as brutal as those of the commoners she had unwittingly crushed while rampaging through the streets.

"My lord, we found over a hundred corpses beneath the Mo Clan's estate. The bones were piled like a mountain, and there were remains of magical beasts as well as humans." Mu Xin cupped his fists, anger plain on his face. The Mo Clan had hidden its deeds well. Only now