"Xiao Xuan?"
Hearing the mysterious man's answer, Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes.
He had not expected to encounter such a formidable opponent within the Heavenly Tomb. It was truly surprising.
"Kid, you have already violated the rules for entering the Heavenly Tomb." Xiao Xuan's voice came from the darkness, carrying a hint of displeasure. "You are not from the Eight Ancient Clans, are you? I am very curious—how did you sneak in?"
If Chen Xuan had belonged to one of the Eight Ancient Clans, his strength could never have reached the Dou Sheng level.
This was because the Eight Ancient Clans had an agreement: those entering the Heavenly Tomb could not exceed the Dou Sheng level in strength.
Yet Chen Xuan's strength had already reached the late stage of Six-star Dou Sheng.
"Heh, you do not need to concern yourself with how I got in." Chen Xuan stared into the darkness and sneered coldly. "Stop hiding like a rat. Come out and show yourself."
"You are quite arrogant." Xiao Xuan snorted. "Since you are not from the Eight Ancient Clans, there is no need for you to leave this place."
Hearing the chill in Xiao Xuan's voice, Chen Xuan remained unconcerned.
"Just you?" Chen Xuan sneered. "You are not qualified."
"Hmph!" Xiao Xuan shouted coldly.
As the cold shout rang out, the darkness suddenly erupted, and the energy between heaven and earth became violent.
An incomparably powerful pressure swept out from the darkness and bore down on Chen Xuan with vast, overwhelming momentum.
A giant hand appeared in the void, tearing through space as it descended with the force of Mount Tai crushing down.
That towering hand contained terrifying soul power, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently and even begin to collapse.
The world-destroying force surprised Chen Xuan somewhat.