Indeed, as though he had noticed Xiao Yan's surprise, a smile appeared on Xiao Xuan's face.
"Hadn't you already promised those people from the Hun Clan that you would take them to the Heavenly Tomb and even help them take Hun Tiandi's soul away?"
Hearing this, Xiao Yan froze briefly, then clasped his hands and said meekly, "Clan Ancestor, you knew about all of that?"
"Of course."
Xiao Xuan smiled faintly.
"If I hadn't deliberately let them be, how could these Hun Clan remnants have survived until now, much less still have several Dou Sheng experts among them?"
"Even the matter between Shao Bei and that Hun Clan Saint Daughter had my tacit approval. Otherwise, do you think the Xiao Clan would have let the Hun Clan's people off so easily just for that brat Shao Bei's sake?"
Understanding dawned on Xiao Yan's face.
It seemed everything really was as he had guessed. So many members of the Hun Clan had survived back then because Xiao Xuan had secretly stayed his hand. Otherwise, even Xiao Shaobei, the Xiao Clan's chief, probably couldn't have managed it.
"But Clan Ancestor, the Hun Clan hates me. There are countless remnant souls from the Hun Clan inside the Heavenly Tomb, including Seven-Star Dou Saints. Most importantly, there's Hun Tiandi."
"Hun Tiandi has such a deep, bloody grudge against you. If he saw me, wouldn't he be itching to destroy me?"
A conflicted look appeared on Xiao Yan's face. Of course he wanted to visit the Heavenly Tomb, but given how much those Hun Clan experts' remnant souls hated him, even reaching five-star Dou Sheng wouldn't give him absolute confidence that he could defeat them.
Hun Tiandi in particular had been a Peak Nine-Star Dou Saint while alive. Even his soul had entered the Emperor