"Nalan Yanran, today's battle is for the humiliation you brought upon my Xiao Clan all those years ago."
Xiao Yan spoke calmly.
Looking at Nalan Yanran, who had changed so much since three years ago, Xiao Yan instead felt a trace of peace within.
It was as though the incident that had once filled him with rage had gradually faded with the passage of time, leaving only an obsession behind.
"It's time."
Su Tian murmured softly, his gaze seemingly passing through the room's walls toward somewhere in the distance.
At the same time, in a VIP room at the Mittel Family's Auction House, Xiao Yan also awakened from his cultivation.
His gaze likewise turned toward somewhere beyond the Jia Ma Imperial Capital.
"This day has finally come..."
Behind that great wave of power, Su Tian followed close, his figure like a god of war.
Su Tian gripped the Silver Dragon Spear tightly, his calm gaze showing a trace of resolve. His footwork shifted constantly as he burst forward at tremendous speed.
The next moment, Su Tian let out a low shout.
Without the slightest pause, the Silver Dragon Spear pierced straight through the sturdy dummy. Su Tian exerted a little force with his hand, and immense power erupted from the spear.
Boom...
In an instant, the dummy shattered into fragments that filled the air. Even its extremely hard material seemed unable to withstand Su Tian's devastating assault.
Yet Su Tian's expression suggested that he was somewhat dissatisfied with the attack he had unleashed.
His brows knitted tightly, a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.
He knew this had always been Xiao Yan's obsession, the driving force that had supported him as he advanced, step by step, to where he stood today.
Now that the final moment had arrived, Xiao Yan naturally