As they looked at the young man before them with his sunny smile, everyone present felt an inexplicable chill rise from the depths of their hearts.
Even a Dou Wang expert would have found it somewhat troublesome to slaughter this entire squad from the Blood Sect, yet none of them had even managed to scream before the eerie seven-colored flame in the young man's hand burned them to ashes.
Fan Ling's death had been especially gruesome. A mighty Dou Ling had actually been burned to ashes by a glob of phlegm.
That alone made it clear just how terrifying this young man's strength was. He was probably at least a Dou Wang expert.
If he had deliberately used pills or a secret art to make himself look so young, they might have been able to accept it. But if his face reflected his actual age, that was far too terrifying.
For now, however, their greater concern was whether any of them would leave alive.
Even the idle spectators dared not move, afraid Xiao Yan might get carried away and burn them too.
"What are you still gawking at? Want me to put on a live sex show for you?" Xiao Yan swept his gaze over the spectators.
They froze at his words, then seemed to realize something and vanished from the mound in a flash.
At that speed, they had probably brought out their best movement Dou Techniques.
Only after they left did Xiao Yan turn his gaze back to the group from Jia Nan Academy. His eyes lingered over the alluring figure of the blue-robed woman, and a sinister cackle escaped his lips.
"Heh heh, I've taken care of them. Now you belong to me."
Seeing him like this, despair once again shrouded their hearts. They had never expected