"Young master!"
"Saint Daughter!"
Different voices rang out at the same time.
As the two emerged, smiles of relief appeared on all four elders' faces.
Immediately afterward, they noticed many changes in the pair, some obvious and others subtle.
Xiao Yan's aura had grown considerably stronger. With their cultivation, Wen and Wu, the Two Saints could easily sense that he had leaped to the level of a Seven-Star Dou Huang.
In just over ten days, he had jumped from a three-star Dou Emperor to a Seven-Star Dou Huang. Four stars in ten days-such a terrifying pace of advancement was simply unheard of.
Moreover, his Dou Qi was far more robust than before, no longer carrying that hollow feeling.
Even the two elderly women from the Yao Clan stared at Xiao Yan with wide eyes.
With such a terrifying rate of advancement, it was no wonder the Xiao Clan had been willing to send two Half-Saints to protect this young man.
Still, despite their astonishment at the young man before them, smiles also appeared on their faces, for their own Saint Daughter had broken through to the Dou Zong realm.
A Dou Zong under nineteen-such talent ranked among the top ten of the Yao Clan's current generation.
Moreover, what was truly terrifying about Yao Ling was her soul talent: the emperor-spirit divine soul body, which even the clan leader valued immensely. Given time, she would surely become the Yao Clan's next Ninth-Rank Alchemist.
Yet they vaguely sensed that Her Highness the Saint Daughter was somehow different from before.
There seemed to be a certain new quality in her expression, one that gave the two experienced women a faint sense of foreboding.
By contrast, the Xiao Clan's Saint Son beside her was positively beaming, as though he wanted to soar into the