News of Xiao Yan's return to the Xiao Clan spread like the wind, soon reaching everyone.
The Xiao Clan Hall!
Xiao Zhan sat at the head of the hall, listening as Xiao Yan recounted some of his experiences since leaving the Xiao Clan.
In Xiao Yan's eyes, those experiences were nothing much.
The only truly dangerous encounter had been during the auction hosted by the Flame Alliance, when Mo Tianxing had joined forces with a Nine-Star Dou Zong protector from the Hall of Souls.
Had the blood qi power Xiao Yan cultivated not utterly suppressed the Ghost Protector, he might really have capsized in a gutter during that battle.
Yet those experiences Xiao Yan considered insignificant left Xiao Zhan and the Xiao Clan elders trembling with fear.
It sounded as though Xiao Yan had only survived through sheer luck!
"Yan'er, from what you've said, could you have already broken through to Dou Zong?"
Xiao Zhan's voice was hoarse. His Three-Star Dou Ling Dou Qi spilled out uncontrollably, shaking the teacups on the table until fine, spiderweb-like cracks spread across them and scalding tea leaked out.
Yet his gaze remained fixed on Xiao Yan. His eyes held shock and relief, but above all, heartache.
How could an ordinary person possibly compare to the suffering Xiao Yan must have endured to achieve what he had today?
Seeing the worry in his father's eyes, Xiao Yan rubbed the tip of his nose and said lightly, "Not quite, but with my strength, killing an ordinary Dou Zong is no different from slaughtering chickens or dogs."
"Hiss!"
"The young clan leader has been away for less than two years, yet his strength has already soared to such heights!"
"He doesn't even think anything of Dou Zong experts. The young clan leader is truly terrifying!"
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