Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 813 A Half-Saint Apologizes? Too Late! (4k3 Long Chapter, First Update!)

"one!"

As the merciless countdown, like a death knell, echoed, the ancient demon's body convulsed uncontrollably. The agony of his skull being crushed bit by bit caused blood to spurt from his eyes.

Previously, he was the commander of the Black Annihilation Army, a prodigy of the ancient clan, and was bestowed with a title and crowned in front of thousands of people.

Now, in the blink of an eye, he was trampled underfoot by Xiao Yan like a servant, and even his life was used as a bargaining chip to threaten the Half-Saint, who held his life and death in his hands.

At this moment, what was being trampled on by the ancient demon was not only his physical body, but also the reputation and glory he had accumulated over decades.

He knew that even if he survived by sheer luck, he was destined to be forever shrouded in Xiao Yan's shadow, and there was no way to wash it away.

However, what made Gu Yao even more desperate was that, under Xiao Yan's perfectly controlled power, he didn't even have the right to faint, and could only watch helplessly as the people around him cast pitying glances at him.

For the younger generation of the ancient tribe, this was undoubtedly the darkest day of their lives—the leader was reduced to a dog, and the commander to a slave!
"Xiao Yan!!"

Tongxuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent. His previously holy and peaceful aura was now as if covered by an extremely thick layer of blood mist, filled with overwhelming killing intent.

As a member of the clan council who has served for a thousand years, he has always placed great importance on face and authority; one could even say that face is the symbol of his status in the clan.

Now, Xiao Yan's repeated provocations have undoubtedly shattered his unshakeable authority!

How could he not be furious?
An ancient and terrifying aura descended, and Tongxuan raised his hand and struck, causing the barrier that had been maintaining the outside of the battlefield to shatter into dust like fragile glass.

Immediately afterwards, a cold snort like thunder roared, transforming into the sound of heaven and earth, resounding far and wide—

"I have already made my judgment on this battle, yet you continue to press on relentlessly, attempting to kill the prodigy of my ancient clan. What are your true intentions?"

Tongxuan's eyes were icy cold as he said, word by word, "Now that things have come to this, I have reason to suspect that you and the Soul Clan have already had some dealings!"

"Wha, what?!"

These words sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

The Xiao Clan actually has some connection with the Soul Clan?

Let alone the fact that the Xiao Clan has been destroyed by the Soul Clan, even a thousand years ago, this would have been a topic that would have shocked everyone!
It should be noted that the conflict between the Xiao Clan and the Soul Clan was established at the very beginning of their existence, accumulating over tens of thousands of years. This hostility has permeated almost the entire history of both clans.

Now that the Xiao Clan has been destroyed by the Soul Clan, Xiao Yan, the young patriarch of the Xiao Clan, has an unclear relationship with the Soul Clan.
This is not just outrageous, it's downright treason!

As expected, upon hearing Tongxuan's words, Xiao Yan's brows furrowed noticeably for a moment, as if he hadn't expected the other party to launch such a sudden attack.

"You old codger Tongxuan, stop spouting nonsense!"

Seeing the atmosphere on the field, Mang Tianchi's heart tightened. He quickly glared and cursed, "You old geezer, you've probably lost your mind to say that Xiao Yan is connected with the Soul Clan!"

Mang Tianchi was well aware that Xiao Yan had connections with the Soul Clan. In fact, he had personally witnessed the harmonious relationship between Xiao Yan and the Soul Clan at the Void Thunder Pool.

As an elder of the Lei clan from a different clan, Mang Tianchi has always been very open-minded about bloodlines. After all, why should a junior have to bear the hatred from a thousand years ago?

The Xiao clan was wiped out, but it wasn't Xiao Yan's fault.
However, despite this, Mang Tianchi also knew that it was impossible to persuade the other eight clans with their deeply ingrained beliefs.

Xiao Yan's plan to gain a foothold among the eight clans is now in jeopardy.

Thinking of this, Mang Tianchi's face darkened, and he coldly shouted: "I didn't say anything about your repeated attacks on Xiao Yan before, but you old thing, if you want to use your title of half-saint to fabricate stories and put this unfounded label on Xiao Yan, my Lei Clan will never agree to it!"

At this moment, Mang Tianchi no longer spoke in his personal capacity, but instead invoked the entire Lei Clan, clearly indicating that he was prepared to burn his bridges.

Upon hearing Mang Tianchi's words, the crowd, who had initially looked shocked, were taken aback and hesitated, a rare occurrence for them.

If it were before today, given the ancient clan's reputation and prestige, no one would question the words of a semi-saint who had attained enlightenment.

Although the ancient clan's previous actions were only directed at Xiao Yan, they still left a trace of resentment in the hearts of other forces.

This slight grudge, though seemingly insignificant, will make them consider things more carefully before making a decision.

"Hehehehe."

Suddenly, a cold and mocking chuckle, mixed with barely concealed pleasure, rang out abruptly from the seat of honor.

"Who?"

Mang Tianchi glared angrily and saw a pale figure in a black robe suddenly stand up from the Medicine Clan's seat, where no one had said a word until now.

Upon seeing the pale figure, everyone paused for a moment, then their eyes widened in surprise—

"That's... human medicine?"

"Back then at the Pill Gathering, Xiao Yan defeated him to win the championship!"

"How did he become such a bizarre figure?"

Hearing the crowd's discussion, a shadow flashed in Yao Xingji's eyes, but he did not refute it. Instead, he stared straight at Xiao Yan below and chuckled, "Xiao Yan, it's been a long time."

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Xiao Yan's eyes turned slightly cold.

Now that things have come to this point, Tongxuan's conspiracy has finally come to light.

The reason why the other party was so eager to suppress him was not because of the Heavenly Tomb quota that a junior was fighting for.

It's the Medicine Ancient Alliance!

"In just three short years, you have grown to this level, which is truly beyond my expectations."

Yao Xingji's eyes were cold, but a smile played on his lips: "Such rapid progress truly lives up to the Soul Clan's cultivation of you."

After saying that, he raised his hand and ripped off his black robe, revealing his body below, which was filled with a strong stench of decay!
In an instant, the entire scene changed drastically.

What kind of body was that?

Decay, decay, and an aura of death that is almost impossible to dispel—this is completely contrary to the vibrant characteristics of the Medicine Clan.

"He burned with passion."

Huo Zhi's pupils dilated, and she pursed her lips. "No, it's not just that. There seems to be something else inside his body."

"That is."

"Seize the Elixir!"

Hun Yu's face darkened, and he was unusually angry. "That Yao Xingji actually used the damage from having his pill stolen to scheme against the Prince Consort. He truly deserves to die!"

Steal the elixir.

For all alchemists, this is undoubtedly a nightmare-like secret technique. Apart from the Soul Clan, no one else can master such an extremely insidious method.

The fact that the other party suddenly displayed the soul injury he suffered after his core was taken away was undoubtedly an attempt to shift all the blame onto Xiao Yan!

This is a naked conspiracy!

"Xiao Yan, the evidence is irrefutable. Do you have anything else to say?"

A profound and chilling voice of judgment rang out, accompanied by chanting, instantly jolting everyone out of their shock.

"Immense proof?"

Xiao Yan scoffed, "Just because I beat him at the Pill Gathering, does that mean I have to be associated with the Soul Clan?"

"Hmph, in terms of alchemy, Yao Xingji is the pride of the Yao Clan, and in terms of strength, Gu Yao is the leader of the younger generation of my Ancient Clan, yet both were defeated by you, a mere junior from the Northwest Region." Tong Xuan snorted coldly and said indifferently, "If it weren't for the Soul Clan interfering, how could you possibly have defeated them in both of these fields simultaneously?"

Upon hearing this, the elders of the eight clans and various major forces all changed their expressions slightly, and their eyes towards Xiao Yan were filled with suspicion.

The strength displayed by the opponent far exceeded their expectations, even to an unbelievable degree.

However, if the Soul Clan were to interfere, this seemingly illogical scene would become understandable.

This also explains why Xiao Yan was able to be fearless of the ancient clans and had no hatred for the Soul Clan, because he was originally related to the Soul Clan!
“Hahahahahahaha!”

Unbeknownst to anyone, the ancient demon, whose face was covered in blood and who had been trampled under Xiao Yan's feet, slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with crazed hatred: "I told you long ago, you are just a puppet used as a tool by the Soul Clan!"

"If it weren't for the Soul Clan interfering and using you as a pawn in the struggle against my Ancient Clan, how could you, a lowly bastard from the fallen Xiao Clan, possibly defeat my Ancient Demon?!"

He turned his head with difficulty, staring at Xiao Yan with icy eyes, as cold as a venomous snake, and said mockingly, "What, you don't dare to kill me?"

Xiao Yan remained expressionless.

Seeing this, Gu Yao's face showed even greater pleasure, and he said coldly, "Now that your identity has been exposed, you are no longer of any use as a pawn. If you dare to attack me again, even the Soul Clan, which you rely on the most, may not be able to protect you."

Tongxuan's expression gradually returned to calm, clearly no longer believing that Xiao Yan could put up any resistance, so he simply let the ancient demon vent his anger.

After all, with their biggest trump card exposed, it's impossible for the opponent, a junior who's not even half a century old, to stir up any more trouble.

"Although you have the assistance of the Soul Clan, as an elder of an ancient clan, I will naturally treat your competition fairly."

Tongxuan spoke calmly, but a cold smile flashed in his old eyes as he looked at Xiao Yan: "The ancient demon was defeated in the life-or-death battle, that's an indisputable fact. Logically speaking, he should indeed be killed by you."

"But regardless, he is, after all, a prodigy of our ancient clan, and I, the Holy One, have an obligation to save his life."

Suddenly, he rolled up his sleeves and, in front of countless people, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Xiao Yan, and said with a smile, "I wonder if Young Clan Chief Xiao would grant this Saint such a favor?"

The half-saint of the Profound Realm bowed to Xiao Yan!

In an instant, countless people looked horrified, as if they had witnessed some extremely unbelievable scene.

A dignified half-saint actually took the initiative to bow to a junior. Even the young masters of other clans probably never received such treatment!
"That old man is truly wicked!"

Mang Tianchi's face was gloomy, but he was already furious to the extreme.

He knew perfectly well that, given how much Tongxuan valued his reputation, there was absolutely no way he would sincerely bow to Xiao Yan.

The reason the other party did this was to elevate Xiao Yan to a level that did not belong to him, and then force him to his death!

Tongxuan smiled, ignoring the uproar, and said calmly, "I wonder if Young Clan Chief Xiao would be so kind as to grant me this honor?"

However, upon hearing this, Xiao Yan did not react at all. Instead, he suddenly chuckled and shook his head.

"Are you afraid I'll tell everyone what happened that day?" Xiao Yan suddenly laughed.

Upon hearing this, Tongxuan's eyes darkened further, but he remained expressionless: "This Saint does not understand what the young clan leader means. I think this is the first time you and I have met, isn't it?"

Hearing the two's inexplicable conversation, everyone in the room was completely baffled.

"What are they talking about?"

"Does Xiao Yan intend to drag the Profound Saint into this mess as well?"

Xun'er, though silent, looked at Tongxuan with an increasingly lifeless gaze.

"laugh"

Hearing the crowd's discussion, Xiao Yan looked at them with disdain and sneered, "That's right. After your methods, no matter what I say, I'm sure no one will take it seriously. You old thing, you're not so stupid after all."

Tongxuan didn't refute, but smiled and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect: "Since that's the case..."

"but."

Xiao Yan suddenly interrupted him, returning the smile: "While you're not exactly stupid, you're not exactly smart either."

Upon hearing this, Tongxuan frowned slightly.

However, before he could speak, Gu Yao could no longer contain his anger and immediately shouted coldly, "Xiao Yan, stop slandering Elder Tongxuan here!"

"If you have the guts, then kill me, Commander. Otherwise, release me immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's smile widened, and he quietly and slowly lowered the last finger that had been raised.

"zero."

He lowered his head and said with a smile, "To be honest, this is the first time I've ever heard of such a request. If I don't grant it, it would make my Xiao clan seem petty."

"you--"

Upon seeing this, Tongxuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

"What are you saying?" The ancient demon clearly sensed something was wrong and cried out in terror, "Elder Tongxuan has already bowed and apologized to you. Are you going to break the oath you made earlier?!"

"A vow?" Xiao Yan looked at him strangely. "The countdown of three breaths has long passed. When did I break my vow?"

"To be honest, I'm also a little curious as to why he refused to bow before you, but did so when you were about to die. Could it be that he found you too shameful and was eager to use me to get rid of you?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yao's face turned deathly pale.

He was terrified and screamed wildly, "No, no! How dare you!"

Tong Xuan's expression changed drastically. He immediately understood Xiao Yan's intention and roared angrily, "Xiao Yan, stop!"

Before he could react, Xiao Yan's foot, which was originally pressing down on the ancient demon's head, suddenly exerted force—

"Bang!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The ancient demon's mournful and twisted howl pierced the sky in an instant.

In an instant, the yellowish-white substance, along with a large amount of bright red blood, instantly stained the entire scene red. The ancient demon's head exploded into countless red pieces like a watermelon that had been split open.

An unprecedented aura of malevolence and the pungent smell of blood fell like rain, instantly staining the white robes of the Profound Saint crimson, and covering his old face with glaring bloodstains.

At this moment, everyone, including Mang Tianchi, was dumbfounded. The fear and horror in their eyes almost made them faint on the spot.

"Ahhh."

Yao Xingji's eyes were filled with confusion. His previous pleasure and treachery almost instantly turned into a twisted feeling. A familiar chill ran down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Tick."

Blood streamed down that resolute face and silently fell to the ground.

Xiao Yan raised his head, revealing a smiling face, as if he didn't care about the murderous aura around him.

"To have a demigod apologize to me is truly an unexpected thing."

"Unfortunately"

"late!"
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I'll post a longer chapter now, and I'll add more later!
(End of this chapter)