Xiao Yan, the Demon Emperor who fights against the sky

This is a very quiet mountain. In the depths of the mountain, there is a very clear lake. The lake is shrouded in clouds and mist. From a distance, it looks like a fairyland on earth. People outside could never imagine that there could be a place with such a beautiful environment within the Soul Clan, which was always synonymous with weirdness in the eyes of the world.

Above the lake, in front of a somewhat luxurious-looking palace, a girl was standing there quietly. She was dressed in white, with long silky silver hair, and a face that looked innocent and lovely. It will arouse people's desire for protection, but only those who are familiar with her know how vicious the mind is underneath this angel-like body.

The girl looked at the lake calmly, with no emotion in her blood-colored eyes. After a moment, she suddenly clapped her hands gently and said calmly: "Are you back?"

As her voice fell, an extremely strange black shadow emerged from behind. The figure knelt on one knee and said very respectfully: "Miss."

"There is no need to do these false gifts. Have you found the person I want?" The girl slowly turned around and showed a seemingly smart smile, but her eyes were as quiet as death. Such a strange expression appeared on a little girl who was only eight or nine years old, which was enough to make anyone shudder.

Although this little girl is not very powerful, her status is among the best in the entire soul clan. Even some elders do not dare to make mistakes easily when they see her, because she is the current clan leader. Biological daughter, the powerful successor to the next clan leader.

Similarly, she is also the old enemy that Xiao Yan has been entangled with for hundreds of years in his previous life - Hun Dai'er.

"Miss Qizhen, our people went to the northwest continent. In a small place called Wutan City, there is indeed a young man named Xiao Yan." The guard replied.

"Very good, I knew he was here too." Hun Dai'er smiled, stretched out her palm, and a butterfly gently landed on her palm. She looked at the butterfly in her palm and continued to ask: "Have you brought him back?"

"This..." The guard hesitated for a moment and said: "Miss, there is indeed a Xiao Yan in Wutan City, but when we got there, the young man named Xiao Yan had left the Xiao family for a long time, so …”

"So you didn't bring him back, right?" Hun Dai'er flicked her fingers, and a wisp of silver-white flame suddenly appeared, directly burning the butterfly in her palm to ashes.

"Yes..." Before the guard could finish her words, she was kicked to the ground. Before she could get up, Hun Dai'er stepped on her palm and ground it hard. A few fingers.

Hun Dai'er looked down at the twisted face of the guard. Although she was smiling, the murderous intention contained in her words made her feel sincere fear, "Since you didn't bring him back, then why are you coming back?" ?”

Because of the severe pain caused by having her fingers crushed, the guard almost screamed, but she knew what the outcome would be, so she resisted wailing and quickly begged: "Give us more Give it a chance! Miss! We promise! We will definitely bring him back next time!"

"Hmph." Hun Dai'er then retracted the foot that trampled on the guard's palm, and returned to her original calm demeanor, "Then I will give you another chance, no matter what method you use, As long as I see him, if I don't bring him back this time, then don't come back and find a place to kill yourself."

"Yes..." The guard stood up slowly. She hesitated and continued: "By the way, miss, although we can't find Xiao Yan for the time being, the Xiao family in Wutan City cannot escape. If we arrest everyone from the Xiao family, we won’t be afraid that we won’t be able to find him.”

"Your method is useful for most people in the world, but it is absolutely useless for him." Hun Dai'er chuckled and said: "Because he doesn't care about family ties at all. This guy has a cold heart and is contemptuous. He is extremely cruel and ruthless, even if you kill his whole family in front of him, he will remain indifferent."

"Are you sure this is not you, Miss?" Although it was not a good time, the guard still couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

"Do you think his personality is similar to mine?" Hun Daier suddenly turned around and asked.

"Ah?" The guard was startled. Before she could think of how to reply, Hun Dai'er waved her hand to stop her, "It's normal for you to think so. After all... that guy is my perfect one." A masterpiece..."

The guard was stunned. What did the young lady mean by this sentence? Not only did she know Xiao Yan, but she was also very close to him? But how could the eldest lady from the Soul Clan who had never left the clan have such a relationship with a young master from Wutan City?

"The best way to deal with a person like Xiao Yan is to defeat him with absolute power before he has grown up. After all... no matter how powerful he was before, at this time, he is at best a mere mortal. He is just a fighting master, even if he possesses heaven-level skills, he is too weak to exert the power of heaven-level skills." Hun Dai'er continued.

She didn't mention fighting skills because she knew very well that even if Xiao Yan had heaven-level fighting skills, it would be impossible to practice them until he reached Dou Zun. As for earth-level fighting skills, he had to reach Dou Zun. Only the King level can exert its true power, while the Xuan level and Huang level are not a concern at all.

"Yes." The guard became more and more curious. A young master from a small place actually had heaven-level skills? This is incredible... You must know that there are not many people in the clan who are qualified to practice this level of skills. However, she did not ask any more questions, but immediately went down to prepare to rush to the Jiama Empire to search. That's Xiao Yan.

After the guards left, the lake fell into silence again. Hun Daier silently turned around and walked towards the interior of the palace. That was her residence. No one was allowed to enter except her, including her. 's father.

Different from the luxurious appearance of the palace, the inside of this palace is extremely empty. Apart from some daily necessities, the only thing that can be called decoration is the neat portraits on the surrounding walls, and the people on these portraits The figure was clearly her old enemy—the Saint of Demonic Wrath, Xiao Yan.

She stroked the image that she had just drawn recently, her movements were very gentle, but her eyes were crazy and persistent, "I really want to see you earlier... Xiao Yan."

"This time, I won't let you escape again..."