Fights Break Sphere: Huolin Flying Template, Three Days Appointment!

Chapter 162 Overestimating One's Strength, Head-on Confrontation with the Ancient Clan! (2-in-1, Long Chapter)
Behind the Starfall Pavilion, in a forbidden area, a thousand-foot waterfall cascades down like a silver river from the heavens:

"Boom!"

The powerful torrent of water crashed against the pool below, creating a deafening roar.
A tall, slender figure sat quietly cross-legged directly beneath the waterfall—it was Xiao Yan!

At this moment, some of the medicinal power in his body had not yet been fully refined.

Yao Lao and the others went ahead, and Xiao Yan planned to catch up later:

"Boom! Hiss! Hiss!"

The swift current encountered an invisible barrier three feet above his head.

The water flow automatically parted to both sides, turning into a misty spray that swirled around.

In the dreamlike mist, eight-colored flames could be faintly seen flowing and flickering.

The light made the entire pool sparkle!

Xiao Yan's eyes were tightly closed, his expression focused and solemn:
"laugh!"

A flame pattern was faintly visible between his brows.

Echoing the surging power within my body:
"boom!"

There are eight different kinds of fire in the meridians of the body.

Organizing every inch of the corner meticulously:
"laugh!"

The Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame flows slowly through the main meridians like a gentle, blue stream.

Wherever it passes, it warms and nourishes the inner walls of the meridians.

The Fallen Heart Flame resembles a translucent crystal thread, slender yet resilient.

It glides lightly between the tiny veins, clearing away hidden impurities without leaving a trace.

Three thousand blazing flames formed a dazzling nebula vortex in the dantian.

This vortex is like a black hole!
It continuously absorbs free-floating energy from the universe.

It provides powerful motivation for Xiao Yan's cultivation:

"The potency of the Nine Dragons Saint-Breaking Pill is indeed formidable."

Xiao Yan looked inward and clearly sensed many golden light spots attached to the walls of his meridians!

These specks of light are remnants of various high-level elixirs consumed during the previous great battle:
"laugh!"

At this moment, under the tempering of the strange fire, they are like ice and snow meeting the warm sun.

Gradually melting and dissipating!

With each wisp of golden light he absorbed, his aura became more and more solid.

To strengthen one's own capabilities and continuously solidify one's foundation.

Suddenly, the Bone Spirit Cold Fire sensed something unusual at a certain meridian node!
A mass of purplish-black energy, like a lurking ferocious beast, stubbornly lingered there.

It was the demonic dragon energy that the Northern Dragon King poured into the crystal core before his death!

This malevolent aura was sinister and eerie, exuding a chilling atmosphere!
If not removed in time, it may cause unpredictable and serious damage to Xiao Yan's body.

Xiao Yan's mind raced, and he instantly issued the command:

"boom!"

For example, he immediately understood the meaning of the eight different kinds of fire.

They quickly changed shape, surrounding the malevolent energy from all directions like a tidal wave!

"laugh!!"

The strange flames intertwined to form an impenetrable net, radiating a chilling refining power!

Little by little, it was eroding this stubborn energy.

As time passed, the purplish-black malevolent energy gradually shrank under the fierce onslaught of the strange fire:

"boom!"

Xiao Yan suddenly activated his full power
Finally, as the last trace of purplish-black energy was completely incinerated:

"Boom!"

Xiao Yan's entire skeleton suddenly erupted with a series of crisp cracking sounds, like firecrackers.

"laugh!"

Immediately afterwards, fine dragon scale patterns appeared on the surface of his skin.

The patterns shimmered with light!

The Nine Revolutions Dragon Scale Technique has been fully mastered!
The morning of the third day:
The first ray of sunlight, like a sharp sword, pierced through layers of mist and fell upon Xiao Yan:
"laugh!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and two beams of light shot out from them.

This gaze can see through everything in the world!

It instantly pierced two bottomless holes in the mountain wall, which was hundreds of feet away:

"Chichi!"

Suddenly, the pool water was pulled by a powerful force and began to boil violently.

Countless water droplets splashed and hovered in mid-air.
The whole scene was like a dream:

"Peak of the Three-Star Battle Saint!"

Xiao Yan clenched his fist tightly, clearly feeling the surging power within his body, as vast as the ocean!

At this moment, every drop of his blood seemed to contain immense power.

With every gesture, one can easily resonate with the energy of heaven and earth.

He gently waved his sleeve:
"boom!"

The thousand-foot waterfall suddenly flows backward.

It displays iridescent light when refracted by sunlight.

Exquisitely beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful:
"Boom!"

The space in front of him tore open, and Xiao Yan's figure disappeared from the spot:
Following the spatial coordinates left by Xun'er, Xiao Yan carved out his own path.

Arriving in the northwest of Zhongzhou, one finds a desolate mountain range.

This mountain range, as far as the eye can see, is ravaged and barren!
It presented a scene of deathly silence.

Even the air was filled with a faint sense of impending doom.

Xiao Yan remained calm as he took out the gilded invitation.

He slowly poured his battle qi into it.

In an instant, the ancient clan emblem on the invitation suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light.

A thick beam of light, like a sharp sword, shot straight towards the sky:
We must tear this gloomy sky apart.

"Crack!"

The space in front of me shattered instantly, like a fragile mirror.

A luminous spatial tunnel was revealed.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath, his eyes revealing anticipation.

Steadily stepping in:

"boom!"

The moment he stepped on it, Xiao Yan keenly sensed several powerful soul scans!
It swept over me like a ghost.

The feeling was like having countless eyes hidden in the darkness.

They were keeping a close eye on his every move.

One of his soul forces was particularly powerful, reaching the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm!

"Ah"

Xiao Yan's lips curled up slightly, and he chuckled softly:
"boom!"

His soul power, now at the same Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm, trembled slightly.

Those probing soul tentacles were struck as if by lightning, instantly retracting like startled birds.

They dared not act recklessly anymore.

However, the strongest probe remained stubbornly persistent!

He scanned him up and down twice, determined to see right through him.

Finally, he slowly retreated with a hint of resentment.

After passing through this spatial passage, the view suddenly opened up before my eyes.

"boom!"

The golden sun hung high in the sky, radiating a blazing and dazzling light.

It dyed the sea of ​​clouds below a dazzling gold.

In the distance, a majestic city came into view.

The entire city is built of white jade, and every brick and stone is like a carefully crafted work of art.

Ancient runes are inscribed on it:

"laugh!"

These runes shimmered with light.

The city is surrounded by nine mountain peaks, resembling nine stars surrounding the moon.

A powerful aura emanates from the summit of each mountain.

These auras are calm and composed; they are all experts at the level of half-saint or above!
Clearly, they could launch a devastating attack at any moment:
"Ancient Holy City"

Xiao Yan murmured softly, his gaze slowly sweeping over the spatial restrictions hidden in the clouds.

I can't help but sigh:

"As expected of one of the eight ancient clans."

He could feel it clearly.

This city is constantly enveloped by a tremendous spatial force.

It's like a mobile fortress, capable of disappearing into the void at any moment.

Avoid all danger.

When Xiao Yan arrived at the city gate with steady steps:
"laugh!"

A squad of soldiers in black armor suddenly emerged from both sides.

They quickly formed a fan shape and surrounded him completely.

The leader had a sinister face, and his eyes revealed ferocity and cunning.

"laugh!"

Black flames were wreathed around the sword at his waist; this man was none other than Ling Quan.

Back in the Jia Ma Empire, he had been severely punished by Xiao Yan.

Now, thanks to the ancient clan's abundant cultivation resources, they have been cultivating steadily for a long time.

He has successfully been promoted to the seventh commander of the Black Annihilation Army, and his strength has reached the level of a one-star Dou Zun.

"stop!"

Lingquan curled a cold smile at the corner of his mouth and deliberately raised his voice.

To make sure everyone around can hear it, thereby demonstrating their so-called authority.

"Xiao Yan? Stop right there!"

"The Ancient Holy City is not a place where just anyone like you can enter."

Several richly dressed young men from ancient clans behind him also joined in with mocking laughter. Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sharp.

He instantly realized that each of these young men possessed a powerful aura.

The strongest among them even reached the two-star Dou Zun realm.

Their gazes towards him were filled with intense hostility; they were clearly all fervent suitors of Xun'er.
Further away, some members of the ancient tribe stopped to watch.

With a look of anticipation on his face:

"What are you looking at?"

Before Xiao Yan could even speak, Ling Quan's tone became increasingly arrogant.

"I heard that Miss Xun'er actually publicly expressed her affection for you?"

"Based on your lowly status..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Yan suddenly chuckled, his smile filled with disdain:

"Lingquan?"

"I was invited here, and this is your ancient clan's way of treating guests?"

"I remember you were just as arrogant back in the Gama Empire."

He walked forward slowly, each step steady and powerful, as if stepping on the hearts of everyone present.

The ground trembled slightly.

"And then I beat him so badly he knelt down and begged for mercy, and you've already forgotten?"

Lingquan's face instantly turned ashen, as if his most unbearable wounds had been exposed in public.

That humiliating memory was like a sharp thorn, deeply embedded in his heart.

It caused him immense pain whenever he thought about it.

He was about to lash out when he heard Xiao Yan continue speaking coldly:
"It seems the Black Annihilation Army of the ancient clans is becoming increasingly incompetent."

"Even someone like you can become a commander."

"court death!"

"boom!"

Lingquan was completely enraged, and black flames erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption.

A giant ghost face quickly formed behind him!

It looked ferocious and terrifying, as if it wanted to devour Xiao Yan:
"How dare you be so arrogant in the territory of the ancient tribes!"

He roared inwardly:

He had been cultivating peacefully for a long time thanks to the unique resources of the ancient clan.

Furthermore, it is further enhanced by the powerful bloodline of the Dou Di!

How could Xiao Yan, a member of the Xiao clan without the bloodline of a Dou Di, possibly compare to him?

Now that I'm facing him, I might not be without a fighting chance!
After all, Xiao Yan had only broken through to the Dou Sheng realm in a short period of time, and the news had not yet spread throughout the continent.

Lingquan was unaware of this.

He believed that he was now at the peak of the One-Star Dou Zun realm, and had the help of the Dou Di bloodline.

Dealing with a member of the Xiao clan who doesn't have the bloodline of a Dou Di should be more than enough:
"boom!"

The black flames instantly transformed into a giant, menacing python!

With an unstoppable momentum.

He lunged fiercely at Xiao Yan, unleashing his full power in this attack.

He was determined to avenge his previous humiliation and regain the dignity he had long lost.

At this moment, everyone around was watching this scene.

The black-armored soldiers all looked tense, their hands gripping their weapons trembling slightly.

His eyes revealed both nervousness and anticipation.

One of the young soldiers couldn't help but whisper:

"This kid is Xiao Yan?"

"How dare they provoke Commander Lingquan like this? It seems we're in for a good show today."

A slightly older soldier next to him frowned and responded in a low voice:
"Hmph, I hope Commander Lingquan can teach him a lesson."

"Don't let him run wild in our ancient territory."

The young people from the ancient tribes looked excited.

One of the young men, dressed in a magnificent robe, rubbed his hands together excitedly and said:
"This is going to be interesting. Why would someone like this win Miss Xun'er's favor?"

"After this, let's see how arrogant this kid can be."

Another young man holding a folding fan chuckled and echoed:

"Exactly, they don't even know where they are."

“Daring to cause trouble in the ancient holy city is simply courting death.”

The ancient tribesmen watching from a distance whispered among themselves.

An elderly man with white hair shook his head and sighed:

"This young man is too impulsive."

A young woman next to her covered her mouth, her eyes showing worry, and whispered:
"I hope nothing bad happens."

However:
Xiao Yan didn't even lift his eyelids, completely ignoring Ling Quan's seemingly fierce attack.

His expression remained calm and composed.

Just as the giant black flame serpent was about to pounce on him:

"boom!!!"

A terrifying pressure, like a surging, roaring thunder.

Centered on Xiao Yan, it spread outwards with a roar.

Lingquan's black flames were overwhelmed by this overwhelming pressure.

It was like a candle being extinguished in an instant.

It turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated into the air:
"boom!"

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his body began to tremble violently uncontrollably.

His knees slammed hard onto the bluestone ground.

The hard, iron-like granite shattered instantly under the impact of the powerful force.

The cracks spread rapidly outwards like a spider web, extending more than ten feet in all directions.

It was as if the earth itself was yielding:

"what!!"

Lingquan let out a shrill scream, her voice filled with pain and despair.

His entire skeleton was under terrifying pressure.

Like a fragile tree branch, it broke apart inch by inch.

It made a chilling "click" sound:

"Kachi!"

His limbs were twisted at bizarre angles, and bright red blood flowed from all seven orifices at the same time.

He collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, completely unable to resist.

He could only convulse in agony on the ground.

Those ancient clan youths were even more vulnerable, overwhelmed by the terrifying pressure!

His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

White foam spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he was unconscious.

Their faces were now filled with fear and paleness.

The guards at the city gate were all dumbfounded.

The weapons in his hands clattered and fell to the ground.

I was completely shocked by what I saw.

His eyes were filled with fear and disbelief.

One of the guards stared wide-eyed and stammered:
"How is this possible?"

"Commander Lingquan was actually... so easily defeated."

"No, that person hasn't even made a move yet!"

"You can't even stand in front of him?!"

The other guard turned pale with fright, his body trembling slightly, and he muttered to himself:
"How can this person possess such terrifying strength?"

The ancient tribesmen who were watching from a distance retreated in fear.

Some people with weaker cultivation levels immediately felt their legs go weak.

He knelt on the ground, his face ashen white.

"boom!!"

"Xiao Yan! How dare you!"

Just then, a figure in cyan robes rushed out of the city like a gust of wind.

Before the person even arrived, their voice preceded their arrival, carrying both anger and authority:

"How dare you injure people in the Ancient Holy City?!"

The newcomer was dressed in blue armor with ancient golden characters embroidered on his chest.

His aura had reached the level of a five-star Dou Zun, and he was none other than Yang Hao, the third commander of the Black Annihilation Army!
Xiao Yan remained calm and composed, standing with his hands behind his back, the eight-colored fire ring slowly rotating behind his head.

He exuded a powerful aura, as if he were the master of this world:
"What, is this how the ancient clans treat their guests?"

His cold gaze swept over the unconscious crowd on the ground, finally settling on Yang Hao.

His eyes held a mixture of questioning and disdain:
"Or is this what the ancient tribes called their way of treating guests?"

Yang Hao's expression instantly became uncertain.

He could clearly feel the powerful, oppressive aura emanating from Xiao Yan that made his heart tremble.

A sense of apprehension welled up in his heart.

But as the commander of the ancient tribe's army, he must not back down.

He gritted his teeth and spoke loudly:
"Xiao Yan, don't think you can get backed up by Miss Xun'er!"

"You can run rampant in the ancient tribes!"

"act wildly?"

Xiao Yan suddenly chuckled, a smile carrying a chilling edge:
"Then I'll show you how!"

As soon as he finished speaking:

"boom!!"

The eight-colored flames suddenly expanded with overwhelming force.

In an instant, it turned the surrounding space into a dazzling yet terrifying sea of ​​fire!

.........

(End of this chapter)