Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 812 The Soul Clan Never Suffers a Loss! (Second Update!)

"Since that's the case, let me see just how far your ancient clan's supernatural power can go."

Xiao Yan murmured, but still showed no intention of using his fighting spirit. He stomped his feet, and his entire body shot out like lightning.

A surge of blood and qi, like that of a raging dragon, began to emerge from the tiny units of its body. Countless pores opened and closed, emitting a scorching mist that resembled fresh blood.

Without a doubt, this is a physique that has truly reached its pinnacle!
He stepped into the void, each step creating a vortex in the air, causing the space itself to collapse under the weight. The sheer power of his movements was so intense that even the crowd below felt a stinging pain in their eyes, almost unable to look directly at him.

Immediately afterward, under the venomous and ruthless gaze of the ancient demon, Xiao Yan changed his kick into a sweep, colliding fiercely with the burst of Dou Qi.

"boom!!!!!!"

A deafening explosion, powerful enough to shatter the barrier, rang out, followed by a series of reverberations of metal clashing against metal.

Despite the ancient demon's almost frenzied outpouring of fighting spirit, he did not retreat in the slightest, but instead became more and more excited as the battle progressed.

At this moment, Gu Yao had long forgotten about the so-called prohibition on using weapons. He thrust his spear at Xiao Yan like a madman, his eyes bloodshot as if they were about to bleed.

"Slow down!"

"Strength? Inadequate!"

"Such chaotic and unorthodox moves, are you really the commander of an ancient clan?"

Xiao Yan shook his head in disappointment, then lost interest in continuing the argument. With a clench of his fist, he twisted the spear that the ancient demon was so proud of into a pretzel shape.

"Ah!"

The ancient demon stared at the spear, which was almost twisted beyond recognition, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets. His heart was filled with fear and terror, and then he let out a roar that sounded like a madman: "You...you...impossible! Why didn't you use your battle qi? Why didn't you use your clan mark?!"

If he were to lose when challenging the Soul Jade, even if he were to suffer a crushing defeat, he would at most be depressed and sluggish for a while, because he knew that even if he lost, Gu Qingyang would come to protect the ancient clan.

But ironically, the enemy who was humiliating him in every way, and whose clan mark could not even shake him in the slightest, was the Xiao clan's lowly bastard, whom he despised and looked down upon the most!

This was someone he should have easily killed, but instead of suppressing him, he became his stepping stone!
The opponent hasn't even used a single fighting technique yet!

Xiao Yan, however, showed no intention of responding. He raised his hand, grabbed the ancient demon, and slammed it to the ground.

"Bang!!!"

With his head slammed into the ground, the ancient demon's handsome face instantly became distorted, his nose collapsed, and several of his teeth fell out.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

The ancient demon coughed up blood from its mouth and nose, and all that remained was a shrill scream that was so mournful it was inhuman.

"Stop right now, you holy man!!"

Seeing this, the Sage of Profound Understanding could no longer contain his emotions and roared out.

He could almost foresee that under Xiao Yan's command, the ancient demon in front of him would probably be killed on the spot in less than one move!

As one of the most promising young talents of the ancient clan to advance to the Saint rank, if Gu Yao were to perish, even with his status as a Transcendent Saint, he would likely be held responsible.

"Xiao Yan, the outcome of your battle is already decided, why do you need to continue to be so aggressive?"

"The outcome is already decided?"

Xiao Yan sneered: "When the ancient demon made the life-and-death pact, why didn't you tell him that the outcome was already decided? Or did you say that your ancient clan's so-called life-and-death pact only allowed him to live, but not me?"

"you!"

Tongxuan was furious, no longer caring about his loss of composure, and coldly shouted: "Knowing that he was no longer able to fight, you still insisted on killing our clan's prodigy right under the nose of my ancient clan. This is clearly an insult to my ancient clan!"

"Hmph, to humiliate your ancient race?"

Xiao Yan seemed to have heard a huge joke, and shook his head with a laugh: "Could it be that in your ancient clan's eyes, it is an extremely glorious thing for your own prodigy to be saved from a life-or-death battle by the clan's elders?"

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Upon hearing this, even someone of Tongxuan's status was speechless.

Whether he agreed or not, once Xiao Yan uttered those words, Gu Yao's death was now completely linked to the honor of the ancient clan. No one would want a coward who broke the contract to continue living in the world!
His face darkened, and finally, unable to contain his anger any longer, he said, word by word, "You, a junior of the Xiao clan—"

"Wait a minute." Xiao Yan suddenly raised his hand to interrupt, "I don't like this form of address."

He raised his hand and pressed down, and the ancient demon's originally straight spine collapsed like a straw, blood spurting from his legs as he slammed heavily onto the ground, falling face down.

"Since you want him to live so much, then it shouldn't be too difficult for you to personally acknowledge the rightful place of my Xiao clan."

Xiao Yan stood atop the ancient demon's head, unmoved by its pitiful and shrill wails. He stared at the Tongxuan Saint before him with a playful gaze and said softly, "I think you should know what I'm talking about."

Upon hearing this, the Sage of Profound Understanding was immediately overwhelmed with shock. Even his gloomy old face broke out in a cold sweat, barely able to conceal his horror.

He knew perfectly well that what Xiao Yan was referring to was none other than Canaan Academy from back then!
At that time, he was a half-saint, and Xiao Yan was like an ant, at his mercy. If it weren't for the rescue by the Soul Clan Chief and the demoness, he would probably have been trampled under Ling Quan's feet long ago.

Now, he is still a half-saint, but Xiao Yan, who was once like an ant, stands directly in front of him and can even force him to compromise!

Recalling the scene from that day, for some reason, Tongxuan's body, which was as majestic as a divine mountain, became unusually stiff, and even his legs felt slightly weak.

What Xiao Yan knew was the ultimate humiliation he had never suffered in his entire life, a humiliation he had never experienced in a thousand years.
"Of course, I know you old codger can't bring yourself to kneel down and beg for mercy for an ancient demon, but getting you to bow and apologize to my Xiao clan shouldn't be too difficult."

At this point, Xiao Yan revealed a harmless smile, saying with a half-smile, "Or are you saying that you, as the elder presiding over the ceremony, would disregard the lives of your own juniors for the sake of so-called dignity?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

Even Mang Tianchi, who had a very high opinion of Xiao Yan, felt as if his heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand, and was so shocked that he was almost speechless.

Xiao Yan was actually threatening a Saint to apologize to the Xiao Clan in public!

Even with his profound knowledge, he is one of the most senior and distinguished among all the semi-saints!

"This"

Hearing the suffocating gasps of everyone on the field, Hun Yu and Mo Yu's eyes lit up simultaneously, finally understanding the meaning behind Xiao Yan's earlier words.

The Soul Clan's code of conduct does indeed require its members to be cautious in everything they do and to make thorough preparations for everything.

However, at the same time, there is another, even more important principle.

Gazing at the young man in black robes who had trampled the ancient demon underfoot like a dead dog and looked at Tongxuan with a playful expression, Hunyu Moyu trembled all over, as if injected with chicken blood, and murmured almost fanatically:

"Our Soul Clan is vengeful and never suffers a loss!"

As expected, when Xiao Yan said those words, Tong Xuan's old face turned ashen almost instantly.

Clearly, Xiao Yan's actions at this moment were intended to repay him a thousandfold for all the humiliation he had suffered!

With the cultivation level of a half-saint, Tongxuan Tang naturally could not apologize to Xiao Yan in public. He immediately laughed in anger, his voice booming: "Junior, do you know that even if it were my Gu Clan Chief, he would never make me bow down to apologize!"

"You're just a greenhorn, even if I, the Holy One, wish to pay my respects, do you even have the qualifications to accept it?!"

However, before he could finish speaking, Xiao Yan seemed not to have heard him. He stomped the ancient demon's head into the stone slab and raised his hand, extending three fingers.

"three."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ancient demon, whose face was already contorted, let out a mournful howl of grief and indignation that was almost devoid of any sanity.

"what?!"

No one, including Tongxuan, expected that Xiao Yan would act so quickly, giving them no time to react.

Tongxuan's forehead veins bulged as he roared, "Xiao Yan, don't forget the purpose of your trip. If my ancient clan doesn't allow it, even if you win, the spot in the Heavenly Tomb will be gone!"

"Two." Xiao Yan retracted one finger, his eyes as indifferent as ice.

As Xiao Yan counted down, the ancient demon could no longer even utter a hiss, its entire head splitting open like a ripe fruit, revealing large amounts of bright red blood.

Tongxuan, filled with shock and rage, finally lost control of his murderous intent and rushed forward, shouting, "Stop!!"

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"one!"

(End of this chapter)