Chapter 311: Xiao Han Possesses the Body

The others also had no doubts, their expressions equally grave as they looked at the three figures before them.

They were very familiar with the person in the lead; it was Hun Ya, but he was merely a stray dog and not worth worrying about.

The truly troublesome ones were the two old men behind him; any perception cast upon them was like a stone sinking into the ocean, without a single ripple. Watching the old men, who seemed like black holes, with vigilance, everyone's heart could not help but tighten involuntarily.

"Dou Sheng?!" Such an answer suddenly popped into their minds.

Although it seemed absurd, it provided a very good explanation for the scene before them.

"Damn it, how did that guy find two Dou Sheng experts!" everyone could not help but curse inwardly.

"Everyone, it has truly been a long time!" Sensing their astonishment, Hun Ya felt incredibly gratified, and the pent-up frustration of many days vanished in an instant.

Suddenly, Hun Ya's gaze fell upon Xiao Ding, who had remained calm and indifferent, and he felt a little surprised by the latter's composure, but he soon cast it to the back of his mind.

Just kidding, he now had two Dou Sheng experts holding the line; no matter how heaven-defying their methods were, they could not stir up any big waves.

One of the old men swept his gaze indifferently over the crowd, "Are these all the people from the Ancient Xiao Clan?"

Hearing this, Hun Ya replied respectfully, "Yes, Senior Hun Diao."

"The Ancient Clan is one thing, but I really didn't expect that the declining Xiao Clan could still possess such outstanding juniors," the other old man said in a deep voice.

Among the people before them, even the weakest, Xiao Yan, was a Seven-Star Dou Zun; considering their age, they were completely elite descendants of the Ancient Race, which made it impossible for the old man to imagine how the Xiao Clan, which should have been cast into hell, had cultivated them.

"Reporting to Senior, although the Xiao Clan is far from its former momentum, it has not completely fallen; it is still like a centipede that dies but does not stiffen, causing us quite a bit of trouble."

"And..." Hun Ya gestured toward Xiao Ding and said with chilling killing intent:

"Hun Li, who entered the Heavenly Tomb with this junior, died at the hands of this Xiao Clan member!"

"Hmm?" With a soft hum, Xiao Ding immediately felt the pressure on his body surge; his body trembled slightly, his face flushed red, and his Dou Qi burst out from his body.

"Big Brother!"

"Brother Xiao Ding!"

"Big Brother Xiao Ding!"

Noticing the abnormality of the former, Xiao Yan and the others exclaimed.

"Hehe!" Xiao Ding wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled a few times. His gaze met the old man's dark eyes without any fear.

"Oh?" Xiao Ding's behavior made the Soul Clan old man quite surprised, and he immediately praised, "I have to admit, you are indeed not bad."

His tone shifted, "However, you are still going to die here today."

Hearing this, a playful look appeared on Xiao Ding's face, "Old thing, you can try!"

"Presumptuous, how dare you slight the two seniors!" The old man frowned slightly, yet Hun Ya, blinded by the impending victory, scolded.

Gu Qingyang, Xun'er, and the others all looked at Xiao Ding with worry, while a sharp glint flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes; he vaguely guessed something and revealed a cold smile.

"Good lad, I want to see who else can come to help you today!" The old man named Hun Diao stretched out his withered palm and slammed it down heavily toward Xiao Ding.

At the same time, above the sky, a giant hand of a hundred feet slowly pressed down toward the latter, and the wind it stirred up caused Xiao Ding's clothes to cling tightly to his body.

Gu Qingyang and the others were about to strike, but were stopped by Xiao Yan, "Don't move!"

Noticing the confusion of the others, Xiao Yan grinned, "In this world, no one can kill Big Brother, and these two Dou Sheng are no exception!"

Seeming to respond to Xiao Yan's statement, Xiao Ding moved his fingers slightly, and a stream of light suddenly appeared, colliding fiercely with the giant hand.

"Boom—"

The loud sound resonated through the heavens and earth, tearing a long, narrow, pitch-black crack in the sky.

Seeing what the stream of light was, everyone took a deep breath; it was actually a pitch-black Puppet. The unremarkable-looking object now stood like a god of war, standing expressionless before the three members of the Soul Clan.

"This is..."

"A Puppet at the Dou Sheng realm!" The expressions of Hun Diao and the others turned black, and their voices trembled as they spoke.

The two could feel that this Puppet's strength was far greater than theirs.

"How is this possible?" Hun Ya shook his head repeatedly; his greatest reliance this time was the two Soul Clan seniors with Dou Sheng strength, but now this pride had been personally shattered by this Puppet.

"I will hold it off, you finish this quickly," the old man beside Hun Diao said fiercely to Hun Diao.

"Hmm." Hun Diao nodded, and the former immediately flashed his figure and killed his way toward the Puppet. Hearing the commotion resounding in the firmament, the expressions of Gu Qingyang and the others turned ugly again.

Although they were pleasantly surprised that Xiao Ding had a Dou Sheng Puppet, there was no difference between one or two when it came to Dou Sheng-level things dealing with them!

Subconsciously, they turned their gazes to Xiao Ding, hoping the other party could provide another surprise.

However, Xiao Ding shook his head, "Father only gave me one Puppet."

"Oh." Although they had long expected that there would only be one such rare and unattainable thing as a Dou Sheng Puppet, everyone still inevitably felt slightly disappointed.

Now they would have to rely on their own abilities.

Everyone looked at each other, "Prepare to split up and escape!"

Suddenly, they heard Xiao Ding's voice, "Third Brother, at a time like this, you should show what you can do!"

This sentence immediately attracted everyone's gaze, while Hun Diao's expression turned cold, thinking to himself: "I must not give this group of juniors another chance."

Immediately, he struck quickly, "Netherworld Soul-Severing Palm!"

As the words fell, a pitch-black giant palm of several hundred feet pressed down toward them.

And Xiao Yan, who was being pinned with high hopes, was still completely bewildered, "Do I have a trump card that can block a Dou Sheng expert?"

Xiao Ding's voice entered his ears, "Third Brother, just go up and block it."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan did not hesitate, and under the stunned gazes of everyone, he took the initiative to meet the giant hand.

"Brother Xiao Yan!" Xun'er was horrified.

Just as everyone thought Xiao Yan was about to perish, and Hun Diao and the others even revealed cruel smiles, the space suddenly solidified.

Central Plains, Langya Pavilion.

Xiao Han's heart stirred, feeling the defensive measure he had left inside Xiao Yan's body being triggered, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "This kid must have encountered trouble in the Heavenly Tomb!"

"Since that is the case, I, the Ancestor, will help you!" He then closed his eyes.

Heavenly Tomb.

Xiao Yan's tightly shut eyes suddenly snapped open, and a sharp glint shot from his eyes instantly toward the giant hand.

"Puff!"

After a dull sound, the giant hand turned into nothingness.

"Little fellow, experience it well, a battle at the Saint Realm!" Xiao Yan, whose mind was in chaos, suddenly heard a gentle voice.

In the outside world, everyone instantly felt Xiao Yan's aura change, as if he had become a different person.

"Big Brother Xiao Ding, what has happened to Brother Xiao Yan?" Xun'er looked at Xiao Ding, who clearly knew the inside story, and asked worriedly.

Gu Qingyang and the others were the same; the change in Xiao Yan right now was too great. If someone said there wasn't a problem, even a ghost wouldn't believe it!

"This is merely a life-saving measure left for my third brother by our Xiao Clan Ancestor," Xiao Ding said calmly.

Xiao Yan had always been groomed to be the Clan Leader of the Xiao Clan; apart from the person involved, this was not a secret in the eyes of the other high-level members of the Xiao Clan.

Xiao Ding was also well aware of this. It was precisely because of this that this measure, capable of protecting him at any time, had been left within Xiao Yan's body. To prevent abuse, even Xiao Yan himself was unaware of the existence of this safeguard.

"Ancestor?" The people of the Ancient Clan discovered they seemed to have learned something.

"Please, everyone, just wait and see!" Xiao Ding did not continue to explain.

After "Xiao Yan" observed his surroundings for a moment, he refocused his gaze on Hun Diao.

"People of the Soul Clan, you really continue to stir up trouble even after death!" "Xiao Yan" said coldly.

"Who are you?" Cold sweat appeared on Hun Diao's body; he naturally sensed that this Xiao Yan was not that Xiao Yan, and it was highly likely that some expert had possessed him.

"Who am I?" "Xiao Yan" said indifferently: "A Xiao Clan Member!"

"Forget it, there seems to be no need to explain to you!" "Xiao Yan" waved his hand and said.

"For now, please just go and die!"

"Arrogant!" There are many restrictions on methods like possession, and one's strength is greatly suppressed; Hun Diao did not believe that an expert temporarily possessing someone could have much strength.

As his voice fell, he let out a cold snort and charged over to kill.