Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 219 The Emperor's Banner Displays Its Power!
Xiao Yan remained calm and composed, standing motionless like a thousand-year-old rock in the midst of a raging storm, despite the overwhelming aura of the ancient demon.

Gu Yao frowned, completely unable to see through Xiao Yan's true intentions.

The other party seemed to be shrouded in an invisible barrier, easily accepting his test. Among the younger generation of the entire ancient clan, only Brother Gu Qingyang could do such a thing.

"interesting."

High in the sky, a glint of light flashed in Gu Yang's eyes.

"This little good-for-nothing has actually become a force to be reckoned with. Although he is not as powerful as Xiao Jibai, he is already a minor hidden danger."

Yao Wangui, who was listening from the side, sneered: "I said long ago that even if we can't kill him, we should at least cripple his cultivation!"
"If you hadn't been thinking of your young lady back then, I would have taken action long ago!"

Gu Yang glanced at him indifferently and said, "It was the order given by Clan Chief Gu Yuan. You can go and talk to him directly. There's no point in arguing with me."

Yao Wangui gave a heavy snort, but said nothing more.

If Gu Yuan were to speak, even their Medicine Clan Chief Yao Dan would have no choice but to obey, let alone him.

Gu Yao's gaze swept over Xiao Yan from head to toe, his eyes full of scrutiny.

"You do have some skill; no wonder Miss Xun'er favors you so much."

"Xun'er..."

Upon hearing this long-lost name, Xiao Yan's expression became complicated.

He subconsciously looked up at the crowd, his gaze piercing through the layers of figures, and quickly locked onto that beautiful figure as ethereal as a lotus flower.

Xun'er is still the same as I remember her...

Memories of the past flooded his mind, but when he thought of all the changes that had happened over the years, a bitter feeling appeared on Xiao Yan's face.

Perhaps it's impossible for them to go back to what they were before...

After a moment, Xiao Yan's expression gradually returned to calm, and he coldly withdrew from Xiao Xun'er.

In any case, given his current position, he shouldn't have any further involvement with Xun'er, as it wouldn't benefit either of them.

Xiao Yan's deliberately distant reaction also caught Xiao Xun'er's eye.

"Brother Xiao Yan..."

Her hands, which were placed at her sides, clenched quietly. Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by something, and a dense, stabbing pain shot through her chest, almost making it hard for her to breathe.

Xiao Yan was unaware of Xiao Xun'er's unusual behavior. He stared at the ancient demon and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

A cold smile curved Gu Yao's lips, his voice carrying a hint of arrogance: "My name is Gu Yao."

"never heard of that."

Xiao Yan's response was extremely bland, as if he were stating a trivial matter, without even lifting his eyelids.

The smile on Gu Yao's face froze instantly, his expression turning cold: "From today onwards, you will remember this name forever!"

“How come you see?”

Xiao Yan finally raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping calmly over him: "The identity of a member of an ancient clan is probably not enough for me to remember."

Xiao Yan remained indifferent.

He didn't spend much time with the ancestor; in fact, due to various reasons, it was extremely short.

But it was in these few moments of interaction that he glimpsed the true reason for his ancestor's strength... It was not something superficial like bloodline or talent, but rather stemmed from absolute self-confidence!

This is not arrogance or looking down on everything, but rather the confidence to believe that you can overcome all obstacles!

Now, he has already learned three-tenths of this mindset!

The imperial clans remain an invincible behemoth before him, but this invincibility does not include these so-called prodigies of the younger generation!
"You're quite the smooth talker, but in the Dou Qi Continent, strength speaks volumes! Today, I'll make you realize that!"

With a furious roar, the ancient demon's fighting spirit surged, and a dazzling light condensed in his palm, instantly transforming into a spear covered in ancient patterns!

As soon as the spear took shape, it exuded a terrifying pressure that could tear the air apart. With a flick of his arm, the ancient demon sent the spear hurtling straight toward Xiao Yan's face with a piercing sound.

"Tear-!"

"They're making their move already?" Several ancient clan prodigies surrounding Gu Qingyang looked worried upon seeing this.

One of them stepped forward and whispered, "Brother Qingyang, that Xiao Yan is a bit strange. He deliberately provoked Gu Yao with his words just now."

He was already furious, and now his anger had clouded his judgment. Such a rash move would surely lead to trouble…

Gu Qingyang gazed at the battlefield and said, "No need to worry. Even if Gu Yao is careless, his strength is undeniable, and he will not be easily defeated."

Besides… I also want to see what skills Xiao Yan is hiding that makes Miss Xun'er treat him so differently.”

The geniuses of other races in the city, as well as the powerful figures from the continent who had come from afar, all turned their attention to this battlefield.

On one side is the undisputed top genius of the ancient clan, and on the other side is the descendant of the Xiao clan who suddenly rose to prominence after many years of silence. This duel is truly worth watching.

"Is this all the ancient clan's prodigies are capable of?"

Facing the ancient demon's menacing spear, Xiao Yan remained calm, showing no sign of tension. A flash of purplish-black light appeared behind him, and a banner covered with strange patterns suddenly flew out and landed steadily in his palm.

Xiao Yan flicked his wrist, and the surface of the flag instantly glowed with a dark light. Two blurry soul entities floated out from the flag, like two invisible barriers, steadily blocking his way.

With a crisp clang, the ancient demon's spear, powerful enough to tear through space, was easily stopped in mid-air by these two soul entities, unable to advance even an inch further!
"What is this?!"

Gu Yao looked surprised and uncertain. Xiao Yan was clearly a descendant of the Xiao clan, but his method of controlling souls seemed to be a specialty of the Soul Clan!
"That is?!"

The moment the purple-black banner appeared, the powerful figures from various races gathered in the city erupted in a frenzy.

A cacophony of voices and gasps filled the air, instantly turning the previously calm atmosphere into a boiling commotion.

Sword Venerable stroked his beard, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: "When Xiao Yan appeared, I felt that the flag behind him looked somewhat familiar."

At first, I thought it was a mistake, but now it seems... this is clearly the protective item that champion Yan Xiao used at the Pill Gathering!

He also attended this year's Dan conference.

The young man named Yan Xiao was a genius alchemist who appeared from some remote corner of the continent.

This person amazed everyone upon his appearance, not only overpowering all the disciples of the Pill Tower, but also defeating the Medicine Clan's prodigy who came to disrupt the Pill Gathering, and ultimately winning the Pill Gathering championship with an absolute advantage.

Even more astonishingly, after the alchemy gathering, Yan Xiao actually succeeded in refining the Three Thousand Burning Flames, making him incredibly famous!

Strangely, after that Pill Gathering, Yan Xiao seemed to vanish into thin air. Later, news spread that he had formed a deadly feud with the Soul Palace.

However, the specific reasons behind it have never been revealed.

The Soul Palace kept the matter a secret, not only blocking all news but also issuing a kill order to Yan Xiao, demanding his life!
What's truly unexpected is that Yan Xiao is actually Xiao Yan!
"Step aside."

Xiao Yan's voice was icy: "With your strength, you can't stop me."

"What's with the arrogance!"

The ancient demon was furious. A dazzling light almost enveloped his entire body. With a flick of his arm, the spear in his palm condensed with the power to tear through space. With the force of thunder, it rushed straight towards Xiao Yan!

Inside the city gate tower, all the onlookers held their breath, their eyes fixed on the battlefield, anticipating the great battle.

Everyone expected to witness a closely contested battle, but what happened next completely surprised them.

Faced with the ancient demon's fierce attack, Xiao Yan did not move his feet, but twisted his wrist, and the purple-black flag in his palm suddenly flew up.

"Swish, swish, swish—!"

As the flags waved, several soul entities exuding the pressure of a Dou Zun roared out and pounced on the ancient demon as if they were solid.

These soul entities moved swiftly and attacked ruthlessly, instantly suppressing the ancient demon's offensive.

In just a few breaths, the ancient demon was forced to retreat repeatedly, and several deep wounds that exposed the bone were added to its body, with a faint chilling aura lingering around the wounds!
The situation on the field quickly became one-sided!
The ancient demon was both shocked and furious, his eyes filled with humiliation: "If you have the guts, fight me fair and square! Relying on these underhanded tricks is no skill at all!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan merely snorted coldly.

I would be truly foolish to abandon my strengths and choose my weaknesses!

He swung the Emperor's Banner in his hand several times, making the patterns on the surface of the banner even more dazzling. Then, ten Dou Zun soul bodies roared out again, densely surrounding the ancient demon!
The ancient demon's eyes widened in horror, and he almost roared through gritted teeth, "Xiao Yan!!!"

(End of this chapter)