At Xiao Yan's words, Huang Tian's pupils contracted slightly. His keen eyes caught the figure before him suddenly turning somewhat illusory. In other words, the Xiao Yan standing before him was merely an afterimage!
Upon realizing this, Huang Tian's face suddenly grew much paler, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Xiao Yan had appeared behind him at some unknown moment, and a casual swipe had been enough to strike him until he coughed up blood. He had not even noticed when Xiao Yan had vanished right beneath his eyes.
Huang Tian spread the golden wings on his back and pushed the Demon Phoenix Step to its limit, retreating swiftly. Yet just as he reached a certain point, he suddenly sensed another presence behind him. He hurriedly turned his head, only to see Xiao Yan swing a palm with an indifferent expression, sending him flying once more before he finally crashed into a mountain.
Seeing the formerly arrogant and overbearing Huang Tian reduced to such a wretched state in Xiao Yan's hands, like a mouse caught beneath a cat's claws, the Ancient Void Dragon Clan below erupted in cheers that roared like mountains and surged like seas. All the pent-up frustration of being suppressed by the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan was swept away. The faces of those on the Heavenly Demon Phoenix side, however, were exceedingly ugly. This was the first time they had seen their clan leader toyed with so thoroughly in speed, the very field in which he excelled.
Below, Zi Yan gazed at the young man in the sky, a trace of cold severity showing on his face, and her beautiful eyes filled with an entranced glow. She knew very well that, given Xiao Yan's usual way of doing things, he rarely toyed with his opponents