Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 846 Xiao Xuan: You said the Soul Clan's young master is the Xiao Clan's wife? (Sixth update, two chapters combined!)
"Xiao Xuan, the ancestor of the Xiao clan!"

The shock and gasps of Hun Yu and the others caused Xiao Yan's body to tremble violently. His previously dormant blood seemed to be ignited, revealing an unusual sense of familiarity.

His expression changed, and then, ignoring the wide, starry eyes of the girl beside him, he grabbed her slender hand, intertwined it with his, and held it tightly in his palm.

An unprecedented sense of tension enveloped Xiao Yan's entire body.

The next moment, under the gaze of everyone, the figure dressed in light blue clothes quietly emerged from the void. Although it did not cause the slightest disturbance, everyone at this moment had a kind of illusion.

The feeling was as if even the heavens and earth here could not withstand the arrival of the person before them.

"The Soul Clan still has that repulsive bloodline smell."

Xiao Xuan slowly raised his head and sighed softly.

His black hair cascaded down his shoulders, and his eyes were as black as ink, as deep and unfathomable as black holes. He gazed silently at the blue-haired girl standing beside Xiao Yan. After a long while, he suddenly shook his head: "Unfortunately, it seems that I am now unable to express my true feelings."

"But you already said that, didn't you?"

Hunyu stared at that in terror, groaning in a barely audible voice.

Although the Soul Clan has an incredibly strong foundation, the man before them had once stood at the pinnacle of the Dou Qi Continent. Even their own clan leader did not hide his admiration when mentioning him.

Faced with such an unparalleled being, even if the other party openly expressed its disgust for the Soul Clan, they dared not utter a single word of rebuttal.

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and then a faint smile appeared on his face. He said softly, "It seems that, as I expected, the relationship between my Xiao Clan and the Soul Clan has indeed undergone a significant change."

These words immediately caused Xiao Yan and Hun Ruoruo's expressions to change slightly.

"So it seems that you noticed us quite early on, senior?"

Now that her disguise had been exposed, Hun Ruoruo naturally had no need to hide anymore, so she simply asked calmly.

"You have a good eye."

Xiao Xuan did not hide anything and nodded, saying, "However, to be precise, from the moment this Heavenly Tomb opened, my will has already enveloped all of you."

"Otherwise, the moment those two old monsters couldn't contain themselves and stepped out of the tomb, their lives would have been over."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the blue robe slowly raised his palm and gently clenched it in the air.

"Kaka!"

As Xiao Xuan clenched his fist, the ancient and tranquil space collapsed and shattered!

Immediately afterwards, the two disheveled ghostly figures, like little chicks, were grabbed by the invisible giant hand and forcibly pulled out of the void!
"That jinx, how did he get out of there again!"

Such an inconceivable method naturally attracted the attention of energy entities in the far distance, but when they sensed that familiar aura, their expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly retreated into their respective tombs, without even considering peeking out.

Those who witnessed the unparalleled power before their eyes, including Hunyu, were completely stunned, staring in disbelief at the two ghostly figures held in the giant hand, stammering, "That, that is..."

"My Soul Clan's Ancestor?!"

That familiar, eerie fluctuation, and the terrifying holy aura emanating from him, who else could it be but the ancestor of the Soul Clan?

Pulled out of the void by that giant hand, both ghostly figures were ashen-faced and disheveled, completely lacking the majesty of a Saint-level powerhouse.

"Xiao Xuan, you are but a projection, yet you dare to act so arrogantly. Do you think that your Xiao clan's bloodline is extinct, so you have nothing to fear?!"

One of the elderly men in gray robes, his face flushed, shouted sternly.

"Kill us if you want, why humiliate us like this?!"

Another elderly man with white hair and beard looked even more resentful and said in a hateful voice, "Even if you have boundless hatred in your heart, it is already a foregone conclusion that my Soul Clan will defeat your Xiao Clan!"

"Humiliation?"

The man in the green robe smiled slightly, his dark eyes gleaming, and slowly said, "It is indeed an indisputable fact that the Xiao Clan was defeated by the Soul Clan, but you two overestimate yourselves. Two one-star Dou Shengs do not even have the right to speak in front of me."

"You!" The two men's eyes grew even darker.

Although they had heard of Xiao Xuan's domineering nature before, they finally realized when they actually faced him that his abilities were far more exaggerated than the rumors suggested.

If they hadn't managed to escape the enemy's sight by hiding in the Soul Clan's tomb, given their cultivation levels, they probably wouldn't have survived to this day.
"Xiao Xuan, don't think we don't know that you are suppressed by the will of the Heavenly Tomb and cannot leave the tomb at any time. You can only go out once every ten years. And this projection of yours probably won't last much longer, right?"

The gray-robed elder took a deep breath, suppressing his fear, and laughed angrily, "If your grand appearance this time isn't to humiliate us, are you also trying to provoke the will of the Heavenly Tomb?"

"Hehe, that will of the tomb, if it were when I was at my peak, I might still have some hope, but now, there is no need to make a move."

Ignoring the two menacing gazes that resembled those of vengeful ghosts, Xiao Xuan's eyes swept over the interlocked hands of the young man and woman below. His eyes narrowed, and his tone carried a strange undertone.

"The reason I spared your lives is entirely thanks to the descendants of your Soul Clan."

"Younger generation?"

Upon hearing this, the two saints of the Soul Clan frowned and looked closely, only to find Soul Ruoruo and the others standing on the field.

"Six or six spots?!"

Seeing the six people standing side by side, even the gray-robed elder, with his Saint-level composure, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment before turning into wild joy: "With so many spots available to participate in the Heavenly Tomb, could it be that the clan leader's injuries have healed?" "No, that's not right."

Another elderly man with white hair and beard spoke solemnly. His aged face, which had been contorted with hatred, now held a strange, intriguing quality.

"There seems to be the aura of the Xiao clan within that queue."

"What did you say?!!"

Upon hearing this, the old man in gray's expression changed drastically.

His gaze swept hastily across the crowd, and when he saw the gaunt young man standing shoulder to shoulder with the blue-haired girl, a deep look of shock finally flashed in his old eyes, as if he had seen wrong.

“The bloodline of the Xiao clan has been severed for a thousand years. Since Xiao Xuan entered the Heavenly Tomb, no other descendant of the Xiao clan has come. Why would they appear at this critical juncture?”

The gray-robed elder murmured, "Moreover, he's with the successor of my Soul Clan."

At this point, he hesitated, not daring to say anything more.

Given the identity of the gray-robed elder, it was not difficult to see that the Soul Clan members present were led by the blue-haired girl.

But now, the descendant of the Xiao clan stands shoulder to shoulder with her.

The implications of this are quite intriguing.
Seeing the two Saints of the Soul Clan fall silent, Xiao Xuan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "Although I have always been sworn enemies with you Soul Clan, I must say that we have reached some consensus on how to deal with the younger generation."

He raised his head and looked at the boy and girl in front of him, a rare look of headache flashing across his face.

"Xiao Yan, tell me, what exactly is the alliance between the Xiao Clan and the Soul Clan?" Xiao Xuan asked calmly, his brows furrowed.

Upon hearing his ancestor's question, Xiao Yan naturally dared not be negligent. He immediately clasped his hands in greeting and said in a deep voice, "The Xiao Soul Alliance is an alliance that I personally initiated to seek the revival of the Xiao Clan."

"Although the ancient clan and the Xiao clan have an alliance in name, they have no real alliance. A thousand years have passed in the outside world, and the Xiao clan is now on the verge of extinction. If they do not change immediately, the extinction of the clan is not an exaggeration."

Xiao Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly: "So, you chose to ally with the Soul Clan?"

"Not bad!"

Xiao Yan agreed without hesitation and said frankly, "Our ancestor should be able to see that the Xiao clan has long been removed from the Central Plains. If it weren't for the Xiao Soul Alliance, they would probably have taken over even the spot in the Heavenly Tomb."

"In this light, rather than sinking into oblivion, it would be better to turn enemies into friends. After all, the Xiao clan has nothing left worth remembering now."

"interesting."

Xiao Xuan chuckled, completely disregarding the presence of the other Soul Clan members, and bluntly stated, "However, to profit from the culprits who destroyed our clan is undoubtedly aiding and abetting a wicked person. Are you aware of these matters?"

Upon hearing this, Hunyu and the others' expressions changed slightly. Although they wanted to defend themselves, they had no choice but to swallow their words.

They were well aware that the hatred between the Xiao Clan and the Soul Clan was a truly irreconcilable feud. Even if Xiao Yan didn't care about it, Xiao Xuan would never let it go unpunished.

It should be noted that in that battle, Xiao Xuan not only participated in it personally, but also witnessed the shattering of the Xiao clan's hopes. He himself perished and disappeared, transforming into this monster that was neither human nor ghost in the Heavenly Tomb.

As Xiao Yan once said, he could be indifferent, but he could never mention his ancestor's forgiveness.

Therefore, Xiao Xuan's attitude could only be changed by Xiao Yan himself.

Even if it were Hun Ruoruo, she certainly wouldn't intervene at this time!

As expected, when faced with Xiao Xuan's questioning, Hun Ruoruo frowned but did not show much emotion, seemingly letting Xiao Yan handle the situation himself.

However, just as everyone was hesitating, Xiao Yan suddenly smiled, his tone no longer merely reserved and respectful, but carrying an undisguised air of high spirits.

He took a deep breath and laughed loudly, "Our ancestors were able to use the strength of the entire clan to fight a desperate battle. It is not impossible for me to seek cooperation with the Soul Clan!"

With youthful passion and unwavering loyalty, his few words silenced the entire audience.

At this moment, even the two Soul Clan Saints, who looked disheveled, couldn't help but show a hint of disorientation when they looked at Xiao Yan.

To dare to stand shoulder to shoulder with Xiao Xuan, even with just a single word, demonstrates a courage far beyond that of any other young person. Even a powerful Dou Sheng would probably not dare to be as arrogant as him.

After a moment, Xiao Xuan's eyes shifted, and he gave Xiao Yan a deep look before saying indifferently, "If I am not mistaken, this alliance was not something you did alone, was it?"

"The ancestors were wise."

When this matter was mentioned, Xiao Yan smiled slightly. Instead of being at a loss, he seemed to have been prepared. He took the girl's slender hand again and raised their intertwined hands high amidst her exclamation.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Hun Ruoruo's pretty face was startled, and she quickly lowered her voice and scolded angrily.

Xiao Yan, however, did not flinch or dodge. He looked up at Xiao Xuan with his head held high and said seriously, word by word, "The person who has formed an alliance with me is none other than the current young master of the Soul Clan, and the future patriarch's wife of my Xiao Clan, Hun Ruoruo."

"Wha, what?!!"

Upon hearing this, the two Saints of the Soul Clan roared almost in a loss of composure, their faces turning pale and then red, their jaws seemingly about to drop to the ground.

You must know that the current patriarch of the Soul Clan is none other than the Soul Emperor, the strongest patriarch of all time who destroyed the Xiao Clan and is known as the number one person below the Soul Emperor!
Now, however, he has taken the initiative to betroth his young master to a once-famous descendant of the Xiao clan who has been in decline for a thousand years!
Damn it, did the Xiao Clan or the Soul Clan win?
The two Soul Clan Saints' faces turned as red as pig livers. Their originally fearless and arrogant temperament was now like that of a defeated rooster, their faces extremely ugly.

Even Xiao Xuan, who had anticipated this, couldn't help but stiffen upon hearing the other party's words, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly for a moment.

Is the young master of the Soul Clan the wife of the Xiao Clan?
With our ancestors above us, it seems the Xiao clan has truly produced a youngster capable of overturning the balance of power among the eight clans.
I wrote several thousand words and originally planned to publish it, but after reading it over repeatedly before publishing, I felt it wasn't particularly brilliant, so I ultimately decided to delete it and rework it, which is a little late.

As one of the chapters the author was most looking forward to, I still intend to strive for perfection as much as possible.
(End of this chapter)