"Kamui!"
At the critical moment, Ling Feng activated Kamui. In an instant, the space ahead of the powerful ribbon of energy twisted violently, warping and shrinking Xiao Yan's attack before finally swallowing it into an alternate space.
The violent distortion made Xiao Yan abandon any thought of advancing recklessly. He backed away and faced off against Ling Feng.
All that thunder, yet so little rain-the spectators below stared wide-eyed, unable to make sense of what had happened.
Only old monsters like Jia Xingtian could discern a few clues.
"At the crucial moment, that little fellow actually opened up space and swallowed Xiao Yan's attack, neutralizing it. Just who is he? Even I can't see through his strength..."
Jia Xingtian looked grave, deeply shaken by the methods Ling Feng had displayed. "These youngsters keep popping up, each more terrifying than the last!"
"Why does the aura coming from Xiao Yan feel somewhat familiar?"
Beside him, Fa Ma also furrowed his graying brows, his gaze sweeping between Ling Feng and Xiao Yan.
Yun Leng and the others were equally bewildered. What should have been the duel of the Three-Year Agreement had now become a battle between Dou Emperors.
"Xiao Yan, Yao Chen, long time no see. Today, we'll settle every debt, old and new!"
Ling Feng sneered at Xiao Yan's hate-filled face. A moment later, his hands rapidly formed the Summoning Hand Seals.
Boom!
Six figures suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.
"It's them!"
At the sight of the six figures in the sky, Jia Xingtian's aged eyes bulged slightly.
"Old Man Jia, you know them?"
"They're the ones who wiped out the Mu Family!"
Jia Xingtian's words instantly changed the expression of Fa Ma, who had asked the question.
"Xiao Yan, hand your body over to me. You're no match for them!"