The Confident Jia Xingtian, the Humiliated Jia Xingtian

"What a Xiao Clan. Without making a sound, they've turned a remote border town into this in just a few years."

Jia Xingtian looked down at the bustling streets and rows of buildings in Wutan City. A grave expression crept across his aged face.

Judging by its current state, Wutan City was no worse than some of the Jia Ma Empire's leading cities.

Jia Xingtian was secretly astonished. Developing a remote town to this extent in so little time showed just how much power and influence the Xiao Clan had.

He wasted no more time. His Dou Qi Wings beat sharply, and he streaked straight toward the Xiao Clan.

Arriving above the Xiao Clan, Jia Xingtian stood with his hands behind his back, every inch an exalted expert.

He made no effort to conceal his aura. The full pressure of a Peak Dou Emperor poured from him.

He released it partly to put the Xiao Clan in its place and partly to announce to its leaders that Jia Xingtian had arrived.

With one hand behind his back, he looked confident and composed.

Surely, once the Xiao Clan's leaders sensed his Dou Emperor aura, they would rush out to welcome him.

But instead of a respectful welcome, he received a furious shout that rang through the sky.

"How dare you!"

An authoritative voice erupted from deep within the Xiao Clan Back Mountain.

Before the words had faded, a terrifying, suffocating pressure crashed down.

Jia Xingtian's pupils contracted. Before he could react, he was swatted out of the air like a fly struck by an invisible hand and slammed into the ground.

His face went pale. He tried to struggle up, only to find that the pressure had pinned his entire body down. He could not move a finger.

*This... this power...