The Blood God Hall and the allied army each held one side, their forces confronting one another in the sky.
Gu Yuan gazed gravely at the figures of the Blood God Hall that blotted out the sky. From the look of it, they had clearly poured out in full force.
He knew Xiao Yan was determined to claim the Emperor Source Power within the Ancient Emperor's Cave Mansion.
"Xiao Yan?"
Gu Yuan fixed his gaze on the center of the black clouds, where dozens of figures appeared, treading through the void. Their leader was none other than Xiao Yan. Looking at his youthful face, Gu Yuan sighed with emotion. "Xiao Xuan, to think your Xiao Clan would produce such a descendant. What a pity he has chosen to stand against me..."
While Gu Yuan was studying Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan turned his gaze toward him as well. His eyes, however, were far sharper and colder, brimming with murderous intent.
Yet Xiao Yan did not immediately launch an attack. Instead, he met Gu Yuan's eyes across the distance and asked coldly, "Gu Yuan, where is Ling Feng? Even at a time like this, is he still hiding behind you?"
As he spoke, Xiao Yan's scarlet eyes swept his surroundings, but he could not find even a trace of Ling Feng. For some inexplicable reason, this weighed on him.
After all, Ling Feng's resources were far too mysterious, and he had four Peak Dou Sheng experts behind him. Xiao Yan had no choice but to remain on guard.
Above all, Ling Feng had always utterly crushed him. Now that the final, crucial moment had arrived, Xiao Yan had prepared thoroughly before daring to muster all his strength to contend with Ling Feng.
"Xiao Yan, stop looking. Ling Feng isn't here."
Watching Xiao