At those words, Xiao Xuan froze. Looking at Hun Changqing's soul, he could no longer utter a word. Only after a moment of silence did he burst into wild laughter steeped in desolation and grief.
"Hahaha! Who could have imagined it! The foundations my Xiao Clan built over countless years were utterly destroyed at the hands of a brat like you! How tragic, how tragic! It seems Heaven itself wants my Xiao Clan dead!"
A faint smile appeared on Hun Changqing's soul body at those words, and he spoke with a soft chuckle.
"Senior Xiao Xuan, the world is ever-changing. I hope you won't take it too much to heart. You were a mighty overlord in life, after all. Since what's done is done, why not take it in stride and depart with a smile? That would preserve your dignity."
"Hmph, laughable! Nothing but a petty villain gloating over his success. You vicious, venomous little thief will meet your retribution sooner or later. You won't be smug for long!"
Xiao Xuan was beside himself with fury and gave a cold snort. All he could do in these final moments was curse Hun Changqing. In his heart, his hatred for Hun Changqing had already surpassed what he felt for Hun Tiandi, who had led the destruction of the Xiao Clan a thousand years ago!
"In that case, this junior thanks you for your auspicious words, Senior Xiao Xuan. Hun Changqing, a junior of the Soul Clan, respectfully sends Senior Xiao Xuan on his final journey! Hehehe!"
Amid that eerie laughter filled with Cold Yin, a brilliant silver radiance suddenly erupted from Hun Changqing's soul body, illuminating Xiao Yan's entire soul sea. The instant that light shone, Xiao Xuan's vision went black, and then he felt nothing at all.
From that moment