" Zhou Tong?!"
Upon hearing that name, etched deep in his mind and forever unforgettable, Futu Hao's expression changed instantly. His chilling gaze then fell upon the former again, and he asked in a tone of surprise and doubt:
"That guy isn't dead yet?!"
"He's dead. He's definitely dead, but before he died, he asked me to kill you."
Xiao Yan said calmly.
"Why would you kill me for a dead man?"
Upon hearing this, Futu Hao's face immediately darkened, his deeply sunken old eyes fixed on Xiao Yan before him, somewhat puzzled. Seeing this, Xiao Yan smiled noncommittally, then said mockingly:
"Don't you know why I'm doing this?"
Upon hearing this, Futu Hao's expression faltered slightly at first, then his eyes darted around before he seemed to remember something and exclaimed in surprise:
" Luo Heavenly Cauldron!"
Xiao Yan smiled, and with a thought, the Origin Qi in his body immediately circulated to all his meridians, and a layer of purple flames rose up on his body.
"Alright, that's enough said. Now, let Xiao Yan witness the power of you, a figure from a thousand years ago!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan stomped his foot on the ground, and with a burst of Origin Qi, his figure shot forward. He clenched his fists and appeared in front of Futu Hao in the blink of an eye.
Enveloped in flames, the fist forcefully tore through the void. The invisible space was compressed to its limit by this terrifying force, instantly forming an invisible air cannonball. With a sharp, earth-shattering explosion, it shot out and slammed down hard towards Futu Hao.
This old man's cultivation level is not low, and it won't be easy to deal with him. Therefore, once he makes a move, Xiao Yan must not give him an easy chance to retaliate.
"Hey, young man, that's not how you treat an elder."
Although Xiao Yan's attack was powerful, Futu Hao was no ordinary person. With the cultivation of Eight-Star Origin Emperor, how could he be afraid of a mere boy who had just entered the Origin Emperor? Although Xiao Yan had a considerable reputation in the Far Southern Land, it was still just a rumor.
The old man took a half step back, twirled his hands, and held the wooden staff horizontally in front of him. At the same time, his powerful Origin Qi poured into the staff. The surging Origin Qi immediately condensed into a thin layer of energy keratin on the surface of the staff. The next moment, Xiao Yan's fist collided fiercely with the staff.
"Bang!"
The moment the fist landed on the cane, an unparalleled, domineering force erupted from it, its sharp aura leaving a shallow bloodstain on Xiao Yan's fist.
Upon realizing this, Xiao Yan's expression immediately changed; this old guy's Origin Qi seemed to be somewhat different.
Immediately afterward, a mocking look appeared on Futu Hao's old face. His withered body trembled slightly, and surging Origin Qi burst out from his staff. As Xiao Yan's expression changed, he hurriedly leaped back. In the instant his body stopped, several sharp gusts of wind tore through the air. Xiao Yan then hurriedly threw out a few punches, blasting away those energy streams. Even so, the energy streams still shattered the sleeves of Xiao Yan's arms.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan frowned and muttered something to himself before looking up at Futu Hao again.
"What domineering Origin Qi! With such strength, you're actually willing to submit to this Nanlin City?"
With narrowed eyes, Xiao Yan stared intently at the old man opposite him, and couldn't help but be surprised. This guy's Origin Qi was quite domineering. If he guessed correctly, his Origin Qi must be of the metal element, which is known for its combat power. Coupled with such cultivation, even among people of the same level, Futu Hao would probably have few rivals. In this Far Southern Land, he could be considered a top expert. But he was willing to bring his family to live in Nanlin City, which was quite surprising.
"Hehe, being too high-profile isn't necessarily a good thing. Take those two major sects, for example. Even though their power far surpasses that of my Futu Clan, they still ended up in a tragic state. What's wrong with being the head of a region? At least no one will dare to mess with my Futu Clan."
Upon hearing this, Futu Hao smiled wryly, seemingly unconcerned about so-called power, but what he truly thought remained a mystery to everyone.
"But now, Mr. Xiao Yan, shouldn't you consider your own situation first? I know you are quite powerful, with your Peak Origin King cultivation allowing you to fight against Origin Emperor, and you even possess the legendary Heavenly Flames. But in my eyes, you are nothing more than an Early-Stage Origin Emperor. In terms of combat strength, I am no less than you, and in terms of cultivation, I am far superior. You want to kill me? Boy, you're still too green!"
The moment he finished speaking, Futu Hao casually reversed his grip on his staff with his right hand, and then swung it fiercely. A golden streak of energy shot out, its unparalleled sharpness easily shattering the void. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of Xiao Yan. The terrifying aura contained within it was enough to surprise even Xiao Yan, who was known for his composure. This old guy was definitely one of the few who could rival him even among the entire Origin Emperor level.
This Futu Hao is definitely the most powerful person Xiao Yan has ever seen among all the Origin Emperor experts!
" Golden Elephant Art, activate!"
With a loud shout, Xiao Yan's body trembled violently, and shimmering golden light instantly condensed on his body. He clenched his fist again, and the terrifying force caused the invisible void to crackle. Then, he threw a punch forward, unleashing a torrent of surging power. The next moment, a deafening roar resounded, and an invisible energy storm leveled the entire courtyard in the blink of an eye. The streak of energy also dissipated.
"Whoosh!"
Almost simultaneously, a whooshing sound suddenly rang out, and a hunched figure suddenly appeared directly in front of Xiao Yan, using a cane as a blade to thrust forward fiercely. The attack was sharp and domineering, and in the blink of an eye, the sharpness of the cane struck Xiao Yan's chest with a clang.
Amidst the bursts of fire, a conspicuous crack appeared on Xiao Yan's Golden Elephant Art.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Yan's expression suddenly changed drastically. The person who could injure his Golden Elephant Art with just one strike Futu Hao definitely the first person in history!
"Hmph, the Golden Mountain Saber is perfect for breaking through a golden body!"
Futu Hao sneered, and with a sudden twist of his withered hand holding the cane, the wooden cane in his hand transformed into a golden knife in the blink of an eye. Then, Futu Hao suddenly loosened his grip on the hilt, his palm slamming hard against the end of the hilt. With a crack, Xiao Yan's invincible Golden Elephant Art shattered!