Chapter 167: Tunling Clan Methods

With Yan Jin and Lei Ying present, Xuwu Tun Yan knew that the plan to destroy the Yao Clan could no longer be implemented.

A complex look flashed in his eyes, somewhat unwilling, but to reduce casualties, Xuwu Tun Yan decisively ordered a retreat.

"Retreat!" The voice was low and powerful, piercing through layers of clouds and mist, echoing in the ears of every Soul Clan expert.

Although there were many Soul Clan experts who came to encircle the Yao Clan, there were three Seven-Star Dou Saints, namely Hun Xuzi, Hun Jing, and Hun Yan.

But if they waited for the experts of the Lei and Yan Clans to arrive and fall into a siege, then it would be hard to say how many could be brought back!

The experts he brought this time were basically Dou Saints above Four-Star, all elites of the Soul Clan.

If they were lost here, the Soul Clan's grand plan would be delayed again.

Xuwu Tun Yan wanted to open the Ancient Emperor Cave Mansion; he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

The Soul Clan people gradually left, but Xuwu Tun Yan still stood in place.

He had to stay behind to drag them down.

His figure did not move, but an invisible force had already slowly condensed around him; that was the terrifying power belonging to him, Xuwu Tun Yan, capable of swallowing all things and distorting space.

Although the Soul Clan retreated, the threat remained; if they could not take this opportunity to inflict heavy damage, it would surely become a major problem in the future.

Therefore, Yao Dan resolutely ordered: "Stop them! Absolutely cannot let the Soul Clan escape easily!"

The Yao Clan people struck to stop them, but the Soul Clan had three Seven-Star Dou Saint experts covering the rear, and the Yao Clan's interception appeared so powerless.

Yan Jin: "Brother Yao, Brother Lei, let's join forces to deal with Xuwu Tun Yan first; as long as we kill him, then we will have a great victory this time!"

Yao Dan and Lei Ying nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

"Hahaha, kill this seat? You are all too naive." Xuwu Tun Yan's laughter echoed in the void, carrying a bit of disdain and arrogance.

"Even if Gu Yuan came, he wouldn't dare say he could kill this seat, let alone you?"

Although his words had a suspicion of bragging, it could not be denied that the gap between a Nine-Star Dou Saint and an Eight-Star Dou Saint was indeed very large.

Otherwise, Lei Ying and Yan Jin would not have been stuck at the Eight-Star Dou Saint realm for so long.

"Hmph, then we have to try to know!" Yan Jin snorted coldly, his figure rising, like a burning flame, instantly pouncing toward Xuwu Tun Yan.

Yao Dan said to the Yao Emperor's remnant soul: "Please ancestor strike, suppress Xuwu Tun Yan!"

Yao Dan and some Yao Clan members began to pour Dou Qi toward the Yao Emperor.

The Yao Emperor and Lei Ying also displayed their respective skills, one on the left and one on the right, surrounding Xuwu Tun Yan.

The attacks of the three were like a storm, pouring toward Xuwu Tun Yan.

However, Xuwu Tun Yan appeared to have plenty of room to spare; his figure was erratic, as if he had merged into the void, and every attack could only hit his afterimage.

"You have the power of the Yao Clan, and this seat has it too!"

Xuwu Tun Yan waved his hand, and large swaths of black flames appeared out of thin air, then flew rapidly toward the bottom.

Before the few could react, miserable screams sounded from below.

These screams were exactly what the Yao Clan descendants below issued.

The screams of the Yao Clan descendants rose one after another, and countless figures were actually swallowed by those black flames directly.

Yao Dan and the Yao Clan elders were shocked and hurriedly struck to disperse those black flames.

But even so, the Yao Clan descendants still lost nearly 500,000! The Yao Clan descendants were Yao Clan people who possessed Dou Di bloodline; although the Dou Di bloodline on them was already very thin, with the support of a base of millions, there would always be some clan members with rich Dou Di bloodline.

Many Dou Saint experts in the Ancient Dou Di Clans were accumulated this way. And now Xuwu Tun Yan struck once, and actually swallowed nearly 550,000 descendants directly.

For the Yao Clan, it was simply a great disaster!

"Xuwu Tun Yan, my Yao Clan and your Soul Clan are irreconcilable!"

Yao Dan's eyes widened in anger, his voice filled with anger and grief.

He never expected that Xuwu Tun Yan would be so unscrupulous, killing nearly 550,000 Yao Clan descendants.

Swallowing these Yao Clan descendants, Xuwu Tun Yan licked his lips in satisfaction.

This scene made Yao Dan even more furious.

At this time, many Soul Clan people had already left.

Yao Dan also joined the battle, and the scene now was Xuwu Tun Yan fighting four.

Several people launched attacks on Xuwu Tun Yan with even more fierce offensives.

Their Dou Qi intertwined into a huge net in the air, attempting to trap Xuwu Tun Yan within it.

However, Xuwu Tun Yan was a Nine-Star Dou Saint expert after all, and his strength was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

He waved his hand, and those black flames, like living things, pounced toward the three.

The Dou Qi of the five collided in the air, emitting dazzling sparks, and every confrontation felt like the collapse of heaven and earth.

The three patriarchs thought in their hearts: Xuwu Tun Yan's methods are too strange; we must finish the battle quickly.

However, Xuwu Tun Yan would not foolishly confront them head-on, retreating while beginning to display the methods of the Tunling Clan.

Before long, the sky seemed to be soaked in ink, and dense black flame shadows, like ghosts in the night, silently but unstoppably surged into this space.

The moment the black flame creatures appeared, they frantically surged toward the Yao Clan people.

The speed of the black flame creatures was beyond imagination; they were like black lightning, and many Yao Clan people had not even had time to raise the Dou Qi in their bodies to resist before their chests were pierced by the black flames.

Watching the black flame creatures rush toward him, the Dou Qi in Yao Dan's body, which had been deposited over the years, surged out like a broken levee, gathering in his palm.

Yao Dan waved his hand abruptly, as if containing a thousand jin of power, and the black flame army that was originally raging in front of him actually burst one after another under this strike, like fragile paper, turning into sparks and dissipating into nothingness.

His gaze was like a torch, and he quickly grabbed a black flame creature in his hand.

Just one look made Yao Dan's expression change greatly.

"Tunling Clan!"

Yan Jin and Lei Ying were also attracted by Yao Dan's exclamation.

"How is it possible? Wasn't that clan wiped out by the joint efforts of several clans long ago?"

"Exactly the same as recorded in the clan, this is the method of the Tunling Clan!" Yao Dan confirmed.

The Soul Clan actually mastered the methods of the Tunling Clan! At this time, the three patriarchs thought of the millions of people in the Ling and Shi Clans.

The Soul Clan that swallowed those millions of people was very likely to have become powerful to a degree they could not imagine!

Those black flames that were originally raging in the Yao Realm and swallowed countless Yao Clan blood seemed to have received some kind of invisible summons, began to slowly gather, and finally returned to Xuwu Tun Yan's hands.

"Since I'm here, I can't go back empty-handed!" He looked down, a satisfied smile hooking at the corner of his mouth.

"Can't let him run!" Lei Ying's voice exploded in the air like thunder, his gaze like a torch, staring tightly at Xuwu Tun Yan.

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