The Xiao Clan Slaughter Begins, the Remnant Soul of an Old Grandpa Appears

The appearance of the man in black and the words he spoke

left Xiao Han astonished and unable to suppress a wry smile.

He had never expected

that the aloof, breathtakingly beautiful girl beside him, who had grown up with him since childhood,

was actually the divine maiden of the Su Lineage!

Although the Su Lineage was not a hegemonic force like the True Martial Immortal Palace in the Youxuan Dao Domain,

it was still a major power with a long history.

It had deep foundations and great prestige!

When Xiao Xueying saw that Uncle Chen, a fifth-level Saint King, was so deferential to the divine son of the Gu Clan,

a flicker of shock passed through her eyes.

A sense of foreboding gradually rose in her heart.

Although she was the divine maiden of the Su Lineage, she had grown up in the Xiao Clan.

She had only a general understanding of the various powers in the Three Thousand Dao Domains

and did not know what sort of power they represented or possessed.

When Xiao Zhenyu and the others saw Liang Chen appear and announce that he was from the Su Lineage,

a glimmer of hope quietly rose in their despairing hearts.

They had thought that Xiao Xueying, as the divine maiden of the Su Lineage,

might offer the Xiao Clan some protection for the sake of the years she had spent living with them.

Xiao Xueying had indeed stepped forward with Xiao Han to face Gu Xuanjin,

but when they saw Liang Chen's abjectly humble attitude,

they knew the Su Lineage would not help.

At that moment, the glimmer of hope in their hearts shattered!

Seeing that Gu Xuanjin remained indifferent and said nothing,

Liang Chen steeled himself and tried to pull Xiao Xueying aside.

But Xiao Xueying stood her ground.

"Miss, things aren't looking good for our Su Lineage right now either. We can't afford to provoke the Gu Clan!"

Liang Chen said through voice transmission, "Forgive me!"

This time, he refused to let Xiao Xueying have her way.

He used a little magical power to restrain the struggling Xiao Xueying,

intending to take her aside and keep her out of the Gu Clan's affairs.

"If I let you leave today,

I'm afraid this divine maiden of the Su Lineage would want to avenge Xiao Han, wouldn't she?

Besides, your divine maiden and Xiao Han are so close.

How could I force them apart?

I can only send you all down to reunite."

Gu Xuanjin gazed at Xiao Xueying and gave a soft, cold laugh.

Liang Chen's heart sank.

He had humbled himself so much,

yet the Gu Clan's divine son still had no intention of letting them go!

"The Su Lineage will never become your enemy, Divine Son! Please let us leave."

"Look at the hatred in your divine maiden's eyes. Do you think I would believe that?"

Looking at the resentment in Xiao Xueying's eyes,

Gu Xuanjin gave a cold, mocking laugh.

Then Gu Xuanjin snapped his fingers.

Behind him,

the Divine Martial Guards all launched their attacks, slaughtering the Xiao Clan. Screams erupted on all sides, and the stench of blood filled the air!

Then

Gu Xuanjin summoned the Human Emperor Banner, black Qi swirling around it.

It floated in midair, absorbing one soul after another.

At that moment,

Ji Song stepped forward beside him.

He thrust out a palm, and overwhelming magical power surged forth, forming a vast palm imprint in the void.

It then came crashing down toward Liang Chen!

Shock filled Liang Chen's face.

He could no longer worry about anything else. He shielded Xiao Xueying behind him

and unleashed all his power, forming a massive gray barrier in front of him.

Numerous divine beasts seemed to appear upon it,

and immense power of the laws flowed across its surface.

In an instant,

the palm imprint came howling down.

It was as though a corner of the heavens had collapsed, making the void rumble incessantly. Its might was boundless, its divine power dazzling the world!

Boom-

Two waves of divine light collided.

The moment a muffled explosion rang out,

the entire hall shook violently, as if it might collapse at any moment.

The two waves of divine light clashed fiercely for a moment before the barrier shattered!

The lingering force of that terrifying power rippled outward in all directions.

Xiao Han, who was closest, immediately grunted in pain.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was blasted backward into the wall behind him,

smashing it to pieces.

But a flute, crystalline and green as jade, flew out from Xiao Xueying's person.

The flute shone with a hazy light, shielding her from the terrifying aftermath.

Liang Chen fared the worst.

Not only was he struck into a cloud of bloody mist by the palm imprint, its force undiminished,

but Gu Xuanjin also collected his divine soul in the Human Emperor Banner.

"Brother Xiao Han!"

"Uncle Chen!"

Xiao Xueying's expression changed drastically, and she cried out in alarm.

Uncle Chen, who had watched her grow up, had been standing before her just a moment ago, only to lose his life in the blink of an eye.

Even Brother Xiao Han was more likely dead than alive.

Xiao Xueying's eyes reddened at once. The grief she could not hide on her devastatingly beautiful face was enough to break one's heart!

Amid a pile of rubble, the battered Xiao Han struggled to crawl out.

Gu Xuanjin was not surprised.

He had seen it clearly.

Just now, the ring on Xiao Han's hand had released a wisp of dim light that protected him.

Xiao Han had suffered only superficial injuries.

Seeing that Xiao Han was still alive, Xiao Xueying hurried over and helped him up.

"Brother Xiao Han, are you all right?"

"I'm all right for now."

Watching the members of the Xiao Clan being slaughtered one after another, Xiao Han felt his rage soar to the heavens.

After seeing a Divine Martial Guard crush his father's head in one hand,

Xiao Han completely saw red.

His face twisted in pain, and his eyes were filled with a ghastly, bitter resentment like those of a vengeful ghost!

He looked toward the youth standing high above them, like a sword immortal descended into the mortal world,

and roared furiously through gritted teeth.

"Gu Xiaoya, divine son of the Gu Clan! If I don't die today, I'll repay you a hundredfold someday!"

Gu Xiaoya felt some pity as she looked at the tragedy around her, her expression complicated.

But Gu Xuanjin, the one who had truly caused all this,

remained as indifferent as ever, without the slightest ripple of emotion.

"Don't worry. You'll never see that day!"

"If I saw correctly just now, there should be a remnant soul in that ring of yours, one who was quite powerful in life, shouldn't there?"

"I just wonder how many times he can protect you now."

Gu Xuanjin looked at the ring on Xiao Han's hand, where specks of dim light flickered, and spoke calmly.

Xiao Han's expression changed in shock, and his heart turned cold.

There was indeed the remnant soul of a powerful expert in his ring.

And the reason his cultivation had regressed for three years was also that remnant soul.

Some time ago, the remnant soul had taken him as a disciple

and taught him a cultivation art that could refine all kinds of flames under heaven to grow stronger.

But this was his greatest secret. How had Gu Xuanjin discovered it?!

Inside the ring,

the remnant soul saw that he could no longer remain hidden and had no choice but to show himself.

A soft sigh rang out.

A mass of gray mist slowly drifted out of the ring on Xiao Han's hand

and formed a translucent soul body.

He looked nearly forty, with a face as handsome as polished jade and a refined air. Dressed in a starry robe, he appeared unassuming and composed.

"Young friend, must you really exterminate us all?"

"If you don't die, I won't be able to quell my anger."

Gu Xuanjin calmly sized up this old grandpa in the ring.

Ji Song suddenly exclaimed in surprise,

"Are you...

Divine Flame Venerable, who burst onto the scene in the Southern Heng Dao Domain five hundred years ago,

became a Supreme in just a few decades, and was said to have refined every flame under heaven?"

The remnant soul was momentarily taken aback.

Then a trace of wistfulness and reminiscence appeared on his face.

"I never expected anyone to remember me even now. It's a pity that those are all matters of the distant past."

"Just when everyone thought you would break through to the Quasi-Emperor realm,

you suddenly vanished without a trace,

as if you'd evaporated from the world.

I never expected that when you appeared again, you would be in such a state. It's hard to believe."

Ji Song felt some regret.

Divine Flame Venerable had started out as a rogue cultivator and was quite talented.

The Gu Clan had once intended to recruit him as well, but in the end, Divine Flame Venerable had politely declined.