For Xiao Yan, it might have been no more than a flash of inspiration, but for that "Han Feng" and Elder Wen and Elder Wu, who had remained hidden behind Xiao Yan all along, it was something utterly terrifying.
Soul techniques differed from Dou Techniques: they touched upon the most elusive part of human life-the soul.
Most people capable of creating soul techniques were Dou Sheng experts skilled in matters of the soul. Even a Dou Di could not necessarily create one at will.
Yet Xiao Yan's true strength seemed to be only that of a Nine-Star Dou Zong. To create a soul technique at his age and cultivation level-just how heaven-defying was his talent?
Within the concealed space, Wen and Wu, the Two Saints, exchanged a glance. Only now did they truly understand why the Clan Ancestor had chosen Xiao Yan as the Emperor's Son at such a young age.
Possessing the cultivation level of a Nine-Star Dou Zong at seventeen had amazed them, but it had not shocked them overly much.
After all, they hailed from the Xiao Clan and had seen far too many geniuses. Besides, the Flame Mantra was part of the reason Xiao Yan had become a Nine-Star Dou Zong so quickly.
Even his creation of a terrifying Dou Technique like Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus had not shaken them too deeply. But when Xiao Yan created a soul technique of his own, they finally realized that the Emperor's Son they had been following was truly an extraordinary genius.
Compared with their astonishment, Han Feng in the distance wore a ferocious look of resolve on his evil face beneath his own shock.
"I never imagined even a method like that would fail to kill you-and would actually let you create a soul technique."
Han Feng sneered.