Chapter 250: Zi Yan: With me here, who dares to touch him?

"Enough, I will waste no more breath on you. Today, this old man is determined to kill this member of the Ancient Clan. If you dare to obstruct me, I will kill you as well!"

As soon as the words fell, the body of Hun Mo Laoren vanished from where he stood.

By the time he reappeared, he was already very close to Gu Fei, but at this very moment, the previously dazed Xiao Chen recovered his senses and once again blocked the path in front of Gu Fei.

This time, Xiao Chen was not only protecting Gu Fei but also seeking to avenge a deep, blood-soaked grudge.

"Blood Axe Xiao Chen, your reputation was indeed resounding back in the day, but you are a bit outdated now..."

Looking at Xiao Chen, who was blocking Gu Fei, a sinister expression appeared on Hun Mo Laoren's aged face, and he said with utter disdain.

"Whether I am outdated or not, we shall see once we clash."

Xiao Chen's expression remained as rigid as ever, though his heart grew significantly more solemn.

No matter how unpleasant Hun Mo Laoren's words were, they ultimately held some truth.

If he had been cultivating normally until now, he would not have even looked at this Hun Mo Laoren.

As a former genius of the Xiao Clan, he possessed that level of pride and self-confidence.

But unfortunately, reality is always cruel.

Trapped within an illusion for over a thousand years, it was already difficult enough for him to preserve his life, and his improvement in strength had been extremely slow.

This had led to Hun Mo Laoren, who originally could have been considered a junior, now surpassing him.

"Come..."

"Today, let this old man behead you, this remnant of the Xiao Clan; it shall count as a great achievement!"

Upon hearing this, Hun Mo Laoren let out a strange laugh, his robes fluttering without wind, snapping loudly.

A vast, heaven-toppling Dou Qi surged out from his body, covering the sky and earth.

For a moment, the sky above this magma sea was obscured by black mist, appearing extremely terrifying.

"What terrifying pressure!"

Feeling this kind of dreadful Dou Qi pressure, a chorus of gasps erupted from the surroundings.

Many experts subconsciously retreated to a distance.

To avoid being caught in the crossfire of these two.

Xiao Chen's gaze did not retreat; instead, a scorching heat gradually rose within him.

"Those who offend the might of the Xiao Clan, die!"

Xiao Chen raised the giant blood-colored axe in his hand and roared in a low voice, his momentum not the least bit weak.

Soon, Hun Mo Laoren and Xiao Chen collided, their power truly earth-shattering.

"Let this old man see what kind of strength the Blood Axe Xiao Chen of yesteryear possesses now!"

Facing Xiao Chen's powerful offensive, Hun Mo Laoren let out a cold sneer.

He shook his sleeves, and dozens of bone-white chains shot out. As the black mist surged, they rapidly formed a white spiderweb in front of him, allowing the giant axe to strike down in fury.

"Squeak!"

The giant axe hacked into the web, and the powerful force contained within it was rapidly drained away; the speed of the axe's descent grew slower and slower, as if it had fallen into a deep quagmire.

In the end, it finally came to a halt just half a foot from Hun Mo Laoren's forehead.

"Blood Axe Xiao Chen, nothing more than this!"

Seeing that Xiao Chen could not break his defense, a trace of mockery appeared on Hun Mo Laoren's face.

"Is that so!"

Hearing this, a flash of red light appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes. A thread of blood suddenly emerged on the blade of the giant blood-colored axe, and it hacked down once more.

The bone web, which was as resilient as silk, was directly and cleanly sliced open.

And the blade of the axe flashed like lightning toward Hun Mo Laoren's throat.

This sudden turn of events caught Hun Mo Laoren slightly off guard.

But the panic lasted only for an instant; his palm traced a strange arc and actually landed lightly and directly onto the body of the axe.

Then, with a casual slap, a loud boom was heard, and the massive blood axe was actually sent flying by that single palm.

"I wonder if Senior Xiao Chen can defeat Hun Mo Laoren..."

Xun Er arrived behind Gu Fei, looking at the battlefield over there, her eyes filled with worry. "Truly foolish!"

On the other side, Hun Miesheng's eyes were filled with anger, highly dissatisfied with Hun Mo Laoren's act of deliberately provoking Xiao Chen.

Originally, Xiao Chen did not know about the clan extermination and did not hold such great hatred for the Soul Clan.

Now that he knew, his soaring rage might even increase his combat power.

"It seems I can only place my hope in Elder Hun Ji!"

Hun Miesheng muttered in his heart.

And just as his sigh faded in his heart.

The area where Gu Fei was located suddenly became bone-chillingly cold.

"Junior, die for me!"

A black-robed elder appeared abruptly, his palm carrying terrifying Dou Qi as he struck toward Gu Fei.

"What?"

This sudden scene shocked everyone present.

No one had expected that the Soul Clan would arrange a double-layered backup plan just to kill Gu Fei.

Not only had they dispatched the Five-Star Dou Sheng late-stage expert Hun Mo Laoren, but another Five-Star Dou Sheng was also lurking here to launch a sneak attack.

"With me here, who dares to touch him?"

Just at this moment, a crisp female voice rang out, and immediately, a figure wearing a black cloak blocked the path in front of Gu Fei.

The newcomer merely waved a palm casually and sent the sneak-attacking Soul Clan expert flying.

"Six-Star Dou Sheng, how is this possible?"

The Soul Clan Dou Sheng expert who had been swatted away by the mysterious person was vomiting blood wildly, and the expression in their eyes was one of extreme terror.

"Could it be that the Ancient Clan was prepared long ago?"

Seeing this scene, the expression on Hun Miesheng's face instantly became extremely ugly.

This time, they had set a certain-death trap for Gu Fei; even the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame was not as important as killing Gu Fei.

But they had not expected that the Ancient Clan would actually disregard the Clan Agreement and send out a Six-Star Dou Sheng.

"Everyone has seen it, right? This time, the Ancient Clan has dispatched a Six-Star Dou Sheng here to contend for the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, completely ignoring the agreement!"

At this moment, all Hun Miesheng could do was first pin a label on the Ancient Clan.

"No, she is not a member of my Ancient Clan!"

Xun Er shook her head; she was very familiar with the crisp voice that had just rung out.

"This time, the clan truly made no other arrangements... Who is this person? Listening to the voice, it sounds somewhat like..."

Gu Nanhai frowned, also feeling somewhat familiar with this person who had stepped in to help.

"Noisy!"

Listening to Hun Miesheng's words, the person in black spoke impatiently, then their figure flashed and arrived beside the Soul Clan Dou Sheng who had been swatted away.

"Bang!"

A palm strike without any frills landed once again on the Soul Clan Dou Sheng expert, and this time, everyone heard the sound of bones shattering.

A Five-Star Dou Sheng was actually unable to even put up a resistance under the hands of this mysterious expert.

"Elder Hun Ji!"

Seeing this scene, Hun Miesheng, Hun Feng, and the others were furious to the point of their eyes splitting, yet they were helpless.

"Damn it, the Ancient Clan was actually prepared long ago!"

Hun Mo Laoren, who had originally been locked in fierce battle with Xiao Chen, noticed the situation over there and could no longer bother with fighting Xiao Chen, turning instead to charge at the person in the black robe.

"Another one seeking death!"

The person in the black robe did not move their body, but raised a hand and struck out with a palm, shooting out a purple-gold light seal that flew straight toward Hun Mo Laoren.

(End of this chapter)