A black energy storm swept across the sky, obscuring most of it and suddenly darkening the entire area.
The eight black figures were all blasted away by the energy storm, each suffering serious injuries.
The Third Hall Master crawled up from the ruins, opened his mouth wide, spat out a mouthful of blood, his face twitched under the mask, took a deep breath of the slightly bloody air, and then moved again, appearing in the sky.
The Third Hall Master looked around, and all he could see was a pervasive cloud of dust and mist.
The Third Hall Master, enduring the waves of pain in his chest, swung his tattered sleeve fiercely, dispersing the swirling dust.
As the dust settled, eight enormous craters appeared, and within seven of them, a human-shaped black shadow could still be vaguely seen.
The Third Hall Master ignored him, but instead scanned the area elsewhere, his brows furrowing beneath his mask.
"How could this be? Where is Xiao Yan? He was closest to the Yan Mo at the time, and the Yan Mo was seriously injured. How could he be unharmed? Could it be that Xiao Yan was directly killed by that attack?"
The Third Hall Master was filled with doubt, but he was also somewhat helpless, as he could neither see Xiao Yan 'Xiao Yan body nor detect his aura.
As a result, the Third Hall Master was unsure whether Xiao Yan was alive or dead, and he even began to feel somewhat worried.
Xiao Yan is dead, but his body is nowhere to be found. This makes it difficult for the Third Hall Master to explain himself, and he will probably have to suffer some hardship when he returns.
Xiao Yan was not dead, but no trace of his presence could be detected. Thus, Xiao Yan Xiao Yan was nowhere to be found, neither alive nor dead, which made the Third Hall Master even more worried.
"Hmph! It's all that Yan Mo's fault! If Xiao Yan can't be found, this Palace Master will definitely kill you!"
Enraged, the Third Hall Master began to blame the Old Ghost Yan Mo.
But as soon as he finished speaking, his expression under the mask suddenly changed, and he turned to look behind him.
At that very moment, a figure in white slowly emerged from the space a thousand feet behind the Third Hall Master; it was Xiao Yan.
At this moment, Xiao Yan's robes were somewhat torn, his face was pale, and there were traces of blood at the corners of his mouth.
However, overall, Xiao Yan's condition was much better than that of the Third Hall Master and others.
When the Third Hall Master saw that Xiao Yan was unharmed, his expression changed again, and he frowned with a serious expression.
Xiao Yan's abilities clearly exceeded their knowledge, which made the Third Hall Master feel increasingly serious about Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan revealed himself, first wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then turned to look at the Third Hall Master.
Seeing the Third Hall Master's disheveled appearance, Xiao Yan grinned, but showed no concern whatsoever.
He stood there in the void, a slight smile playing on his lips, which only fueled the Third Hall Master's anger.
The Third Hall Master Master's face twitched violently beneath his mask. If it weren't for the mask, anyone who saw him would probably think he was suffering from some kind of illness.
Provoked by Xiao Yan, the Third Hall Master was truly enraged. He moved swiftly and threw a punch at Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan remained unmoved, which fueled the Third Hall Master's anger, and he punched with even greater ferocity.
"Boom!"
The giant fist, carrying a powerful gust of wind that seemed to tear through space, landed heavily on Xiao Yan.
But before the Third Hall Master could even rejoice, his expression became quite interesting once again.
Through the mask, one could see that the Third Hall Master's eyes were filled with disbelief, and his expression beneath the mask was one of astonishment.
After standing frozen in mid-air for a long moment, the Third Hall Master finally reacted, and spoke with a solemn tone:
"Afterimage? How... how is this possible? With Xiao Yan's strength, how could he possibly be faster than me!"
The next instant, the Third Hall Master's gaze shifted to another spot, where, accompanied by the whistling sound of a gust of wind, Xiao Yan's figure reappeared.
When Xiao Yan appeared, the Third Hall Master finally reacted and exclaimed:
"No wonder, no wonder you were able to dodge my attack so easily just now. So that's how it is. It turns out you obtained the Heavenly Severing Steps. No wonder you can easily surpass me in speed with such strength."
Upon hearing this, the smile that should have appeared on Xiao Yan's face did not materialize. Instead, his brows furrowed, and his gaze toward the Third Hall Master was replaced by killing intent.
Xiao Yan Xiao Yan already very clear about the Heavenly Severing Steps, and the Liu Clan had repeatedly warned him not to let anyone else know about Heavenly Severing Steps.
But now, he has just successfully cultivated the first major realm of the Heavenly Severing Steps, the Wind Movement Realm, achieving minor completion.
Unexpectedly, the Third Hall Master recognized him so easily. Based on this alone, Xiao Yan knew that the Third Hall Master was someone he absolutely could not let live.
Indeed, Xiao Yan's Heavenly Severing Steps Wind Movement Realm reached the Minor Completion Realm just now, during that fierce storm.
Although Xiao Yan managed to block the Old Ghost Yan Mo's Mysterious Nether Soul-Devouring Palm attack once again, the energy it unleashed was enough to leave Xiao Yan severely injured and on the verge of death.
But fate is so coincidental. Just now, Xiao Yan actually broke through the Wind Movement Realm of the Heavenly Severing Steps under such a dangerous situation, reaching the minor completion stage.
Xiao Yan also took advantage of this great opportunity to dodge the fatal blow.
Although he couldn't completely dodge the attack due to its suddenness, Xiao Yan was much better off than people like Old Ghost Yan Mo who were seriously injured.
Xiao Yan looked at the Third Hall Master, his killing intent rising. The Third Hall Master also seemed to sense the impending danger, and the already solemn expression on his face beneath the mask deepened even further.
He circulated his internal Dou Qi throughout his body, ready to face Xiao Yan's attack at any moment.
Xiao Yan ignored the Third Hall Master's actions, calmed himself down, and took a deep breath of cool air. The air carried the faint taste of blood that lingered in his mouth, passing through his throat and leaving a faint, sweet metallic taste.
As his internal Dou Qi slowly circulated, streams of energy converged from the heavens and earth, forming a massive energy vortex around Xiao Yan.
The Third Hall Master frowned. What exactly was this guy trying to do? How dare he cultivate at a time like this? Was he not afraid of death?
Normally, this would be the best time to attack, but the Third Hall Master was facing Xiao Yan, so how could he dare to be careless again?
Therefore, although they saw Xiao Yan cultivating, the Third Hall Master did not dare to make any rash moves.
As expected, the internal energy cultivation technique within Xiao Yan's body only circulated for a few breaths before stopping.
Feeling the slightly mottled energy of heaven and earth around him, Xiao Yan Xiao Yan his hands, looked straight ahead, and began to change the shape of his hands, casting Xiao Yan seals one by one.