Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 791 Is the dead Lingquan still chasing?

Upon seeing Xiao Yan and his companion surrounded by numerous Black Annihilation Legion soldiers, the surrounding crowd's expressions changed slightly, and they almost instinctively kept their distance from both sides, fearing that they would be caught in the crossfire.

Those who had previously praised Xiao Yan turned pale and instantly disappeared into the crowd, their smugness from when they were in the limelight gone.

No one expected that Xiao Yan, with his status, would actually incur hatred with the ancient clans, and even provoke a commander to personally intervene!
"To imprison us without any evidence, the ancient clan, what a show of power."

Amidst the chaos of battle, Xiao Yan remained unfazed, showing not a trace of tension. He calmly remarked, "As the leader of the eight ancient clans, is this your way of treating guests?"

When Xiao Yan mentioned the 'head of the eight clans', his tone seemed particularly heavy, as if it carried a hint of something inexplicable.

Upon hearing this, Yang Hao chuckled and raised his hand. A long spear with heavy black silver patterns flashed out and crashed down in front of the city gate like an iron wall.

"Heh, since you know that my ancient clan is the head of the eight clans, where did you get the courage to go alone?"

He glanced casually at the richly dressed old servant behind Xiao Yan, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, and said with a smile, "The way of hospitality is something that you have to be a guest first to be entitled to enjoy, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd that had been gathered around him stirred up, and a look of shock appeared on their faces as they looked at Yang Hao.

The champion of the Pill Refining Competition and the young master of the Starfall Pavilion, in Yang Hao's mouth, he wasn't even considered a guest.

This is no longer contempt, but a repeated trampling of Xiao Yan's dignity!

"How could this happen? Xiao Yan, even if he is not as noble as the members of the Eight Clans, is still a young talent who is famous throughout the Central Plains. How could he be publicly humiliated by the leader of an ancient clan?"

"Judging from what Yang Hao said earlier, there seems to be a hidden grudge between Xiao Yan and the Black Annihilation Army."

The constant chatter and stares from the crowd caused Mo Yu, who had been standing like a clay sculpture beside Xiao Yan, to slightly lift her eyelids, her eyes revealing a calmness unlike anything she had shown before.

No, rather, the Demon Rain we see today is the true form he should have presented to the world.

"Master."

He moved his lips and spoke in a telepathic voice.

"It doesn't matter."

Xiao Yan looked at the armored man not far away with a half-smile, "Under these circumstances, he probably couldn't be happier for us to make a move."

As the territory of the ancient race, the ancient holy city possesses a foundation far exceeding the Black Annihilation Army before us.

He was absolutely certain that once he chose to take action, regardless of victory or defeat, all the charges would be definitively proven.

Clearly, this seemingly reckless and arrogant Third Commander Yang Hao had already made ample preparations for this, just waiting for me to take the bait!

"To deal with some gatekeepers would be beneath the dignity of the Xiao clan if we were to take action."

Xiao Yan smiled faintly and said softly, "Since that's the case, I might as well do as he wants and see what kind of label this ancient clan can put on me, Xiao Yan."

"Master."

Looking at Xiao Yan's slightly amused face, Mo Yu's face twitched, and she felt a sudden chill run down her spine for no reason.

For some reason, he could see a hint of the young lady's charm in her expression!
Without offering further explanation, Xiao Yan looked up, meeting the tense gazes of the Black Annihilation Army, and calmly said, "So, in your eyes, I, Xiao Yan, am not considered a guest?"

"I don't want to repeat myself." Yang Hao's eyes turned slightly cold, clearly showing he was losing patience. The other Black Annihilation Army soldiers held their spears, coldly watching Xiao Yan. Though they didn't speak, their attitude was clear.

"Very good." Xiao Yan smiled and continued, "I just wonder, is this merely your own selfish desire, or does it represent the entire ancient clan?"

"Is there a difference?" Yang Hao sneered. "Xiao Yan, let me give you a piece of advice: don't think you can get away with this. Killing my clan's leader is a crime punishable by death, even if it were decided by the clan elders!"

"what?!"

Yang Hao's words immediately caused an uproar in the room, including the most senior elders, whose expressions changed and were filled with surprise.

Slay the commander!

As leaders of the ancient Black Annihilation Army, each of their commanders is a backbone of the younger generation, and almost no one dares to challenge their position.

However, the other party claimed that Xiao Yan not only provoked a commander, but also personally killed him!

This is more than just audacious; it's downright insane!

"Did you see the reactions of the others? I did not choose to kill you on the spot, but only imprisoned you in the clan. This is already a great favor."

Ignoring the crowd's shock, Yang Hao picked up the spear and casually weighed it in his hand: "But you, not only are you ungrateful, you also intend to put up a stubborn resistance here. Tell me, wouldn't you say that's ungrateful?"

"Hehe, Commander Yang Hao's clear distinction between public and private matters is truly admirable."

Xiao Yan smiled and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, saying in an enigmatic tone, "It's a pity that, as far as I know, when Commander Lingquan perished, I wasn't the only one present, was I?"

"Hmph, indeed, the Soul Clan lady was also present when Lingquan died. However, the Ancient Clan and the Soul Clan are both ancient clans, and some friction is inevitable. In addition, Elder Tongxuan is kind-hearted, so he did not pursue the matter too much."

Yang Hao's lips curled slightly, a hint of mockery in his eyes: "But on the other hand, you don't have that qualification!"

When news of Lingquan's death reached the clan, it immediately shook the entire Black Annihilation Army. Even the elder who had once served as the commander of the Black Annihilation Army was alarmed. It was only after Tongxuan, a Saint-level expert, personally gave the order that the matter was barely quelled.

However, not pursuing the Soul Clan does not mean not pursuing Xiao Yan!
If he hadn't been involved with the Soul Clan demoness, Miss would never have been bewitched by the Soul Clan, and Lingquan would never have lost his life because of it.

The former commander of the Black Annihilation Army stated directly that as long as he remained in the clan elders' council, Xiao Yan would never have a spot in the Heavenly Tomb.

The commander, named Ling Feng, happened to be Ling Quan's biological father.
Faced with such a high-ranking elder, Yang Hao, as his subordinate, naturally had to express his opinion.

"So, all ancient races can have such privileges?" Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow.

"So what?" Yang Hao said disdainfully, "Xiao Yan, don't think the world is unfair. There is no fairness in this Dou Qi Continent. You are not worthy to fight for a voice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his hand down abruptly.

"Attack! Avenge Commander Lingquan!"

In an instant, the Black Annihilation Army had no more hesitation. Dozens of spears flashed with a chilling light and sealed Xiao Yan's entire body in an instant.

Under such circumstances, even the slightest movement would be enough for the spear blade to pierce through Xiao Yan!

(End of this chapter)