Chapter 312: Crushing

"Although the restrictions on possession are significant, you, a One-Star Dou Sheng, are not qualified to clamor before this Saint."

"Xiao Yan" said with a face full of disdain; if he, a Nine-Star Dou Sheng, could not even resolve an old fellow who was a One-Star Dou Sheng, how could Xiao Han still hold his head high?

Having said that, he met the attack with a backhanded palm, striking after but arriving first, and amidst Hun Diao's astonishment, it slammed heavily into the latter's chest. The fierce palm wind even tore the surrounding space.

"Cough, cough!"

Because an Energy Body has no blood, Hun Diao could only cough a few times. Knocked back hundreds of zhang by a heavy blow, Hun Diao looked at the young figure opposite him with resentment, and said in a mix of shock and anger:

"Which powerhouse of the Xiao Clan are you exactly?"

In his view, being able to exert power far exceeding his own while borrowing the body of a Seven-Star Dou Zun meant the opponent's strength clearly exceeded the limit; they must be a remnant of the Xiao Clan who had luckily escaped the Soul Clan's purge back then.

Otherwise, even if the Xiao Clan still had a little foundation left, it would be impossible to cultivate such a powerhouse in a thousand years under the condition that the Dou Di Bloodline was discarded.

"Which one?" "Xiao Yan" sneered incessantly, "Ask this question again on the Yellow Springs Road!"

His figure flickered, suddenly appearing before Hun Diao, his fist wrapped in wild and fierce Dou Qi, smashing down without mercy.

Hun Diao's pupils shrank, Dou Qi surged wildly from within his body, and a shield formed of thick black mist blocked in front of him, "Ten Thousand Soul Shield!"

"Break!"

At the moment before reaching the shield, "Xiao Yan" abruptly turned his fist into a palm and slapped it backhanded onto the shield.

"Boom!"

Dense cracks appeared on the shield, and then it collapsed into the heavens and earth.

The palm, still retaining its remaining force, did not diminish in momentum and, carrying intense wind, slapped directly onto Hun Diao's face.

"Slap!"

The crisp sound echoed in the space for a long time, leaving everyone stunned.

It was what one would call low damage, but extremely insulting!

"Good heavens, a Dou Sheng powerhouse was actually slapped by that guy Xiao Yan!" someone muttered.

Although this was to be credited to the Ancestor possessing Xiao Yan, it was indeed the former's hand that struck!

Being able to slap a Dou Sheng powerhouse in the face with a Dou Zun body, this was simply a glorious life experience for Xiao Yan!

Not to mention the onlookers outside, even Xiao Yan, who was observing the Dou Sheng battle in his own mind, looked at his right hand in disbelief, his expression dazed.

"You are courting death!"

A voice filled with monstrous rage erupted from Hun Diao's mouth, deafening!

At this moment, Hun Diao had completely lost his reason, not even caring to worry about Xiao Xuan, who might appear nearby at any time; now he had only one thought—to kill this guy who had brought him such great humiliation.

Boundless Dou Qi erupted, transforming into a thousand-zhang-sized forest python; one could even vaguely feel the fishy stench emitted by the former, as it charged aggressively toward "Xiao Yan".

The vast momentum made the juniors on the side turn pale, their bodies trembling involuntarily.

"Forget it, I won't play with you anymore." However, "Xiao Yan" did not care in the slightest, reaching out and beckoning, and countless Dou Qi spears gathered around his body.

"Go!" A low shout rang out, and the endless spears tore through the void, instantly piercing the python's body, while the remainder pierced through Hun Diao's body in an instant.

"The last one!" As the voice fell, the latter's head was instantly penetrated by a spear, his pupils suddenly widened, and he looked at the figure who had killed him with unwillingness, opened his mouth, but could not say a word.

Subsequently, his body was shaken into a mass of Xuwu by the Dou Qi attached to the spear.

At this moment, the people watching the battlefield from afar looked at this scene in astonishment; from the moment Xiao Yan changed to the moment Hun Diao fell, it was only about half a minute, and what's more...

"Four... four moves?!" The others all had expressions of doubting their lives.

Although they were not Dou Sheng, they still had basic discernment; being able to resolve an opponent in a mere four moves could only indicate a huge gap in strength between the two sides.

To be able to do this, I am afraid it is rare even among the Ancient Race!

Having resolved the enemy, "Xiao Yan" looked around and finally cast his gaze toward the battle circle further away.

Due to the huge gap in strength, the surviving Soul Clan elder was currently struggling left and right under the Puppet's attack, in constant danger; with his mind focused on facing the enemy, he had not yet discovered the fact that Hun Diao had been finished off.

"Xiao Yan" raised the corner of his mouth slightly, Dou Qi gathered in his hand, and a spear with power far exceeding the previous one gradually took shape in his palm.

The Soul Clan elder, who was fighting the Puppet, suddenly felt a chill on his back and subconsciously turned his body, letting the spear graze his body and shoot into unknown space, even going so far as to endure the Puppet's hard iron fist for this.

"Ugh!" Taking such a hit, even with the opponent's Dou Sheng cultivation, it was hard to bear, and his face was extremely ugly.

Following the direction from which the spear came, the elder looked over, and then saw the figure of "Xiao Yan" at the end of his vision, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

"How is this possible?"

After observing the former carefully, he first realized, then his face sank like water; although he did not know who this mysterious powerhouse possessing Xiao Yan was, the situation was now clear at a glance.

Hun Diao had already been finished off by this mysterious powerhouse, and he was already unable to cope with the Puppet's attack, and now another powerhouse capable of killing Hun Diao had been added.

Running away was more realistic at the moment.

However, just as the elder cast his gaze around, a mocking voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Can I still let you run after I, this Saint, have personally taken action?"

The elder's face was greatly alarmed, and he slapped his palm backward toward his back.

"Futile struggle!"

However, in the eyes of "Xiao Yan", this was nothing more than a trapped beast fighting, and he snorted coldly.

He curled his hand into a claw and grabbed the former's hand, applying slight force.

"Crack!" The sound of bone cracking rang out, and the intense pain caused the elder's face to change.

A few breaths later, this elder followed in Hun Diao's footsteps.

After resolving the enemy, the Puppet flashed and returned to Xiao Ding's side, to be stored in the Storage Ring by the latter.

And after "Xiao Yan" returned, he saw Hun Ya surrounded by the crowd.

Hun Ya's heart was dead; he had entered the Heavenly Tomb full of ambition, intending to achieve great things, but had suffered a crushing defeat and was about to die and have his soul extinguished within the Heavenly Tomb.

"A junior of the Soul Clan?" "Xiao Yan" watched Hun Ya with great interest.

Sensing a certain unfriendly gaze, Hun Ya's body trembled, and his parched throat swallowed saliva frantically.

"I will let you leave for now!"

Hun Ya still has some value right now, and he is a senior after all, so there is no need to personally take action against a junior.

The indifferent voice sounded so pleasant to Hun Ya's ears that it even made him doubt if he had misheard, and he looked at the figure who spoke those words with suspicion and uncertainty.

Although the others were puzzled, they did not question the words of a Fighting Saint powerhouse, merely pondering the deeper meaning behind this mysterious powerhouse's actions.

Xiao Yan did not waste words at this moment, his voice even colder and sterner, "Within ten breaths, disappear from this Saint's sight."

"Many thanks, Senior!" Hun Ya first thanked him solemnly, then his figure turned into a blurred shadow, and with the wild joy of having escaped death, he quickly moved away, while swearing in his heart that he must hide until the Heavenly Tomb opened again and never show himself in front of these people ever again.

Although he did not know why this powerhouse would let him go, Hun Ya knew that with the other party's status, there was no need to deceive him, and the only thing he needed to do was to hide as far away as possible.

Just as everyone thought the matter would end there, they suddenly saw that mysterious powerhouse bow respectfully in a certain direction:

"Junior Xiao Han, pays respects to Ancestor Xiao Xuan!"