It would be incredibly difficult for a newly ascended junior to seek revenge on his own.
Wang Xiao said,
"In that case, until we meet again."
He didn't linger. With a flash, he vanished from sight.
The old man's pupils constricted slightly as he watched Wang Xiao's speed.
'So fast!'
'That's not at all like a newly ascended Cultivator.'
A sliver of hope couldn't help but rise in his heart.
'Could it be? Could this junior really defeat Xuanyuan Zhantian?!'
...
「Several days later.」
On a dead, silent planet shrouded in darkness.
Wang Xiao held a Ghost Soul in his hand, his Divine Thought surging forth.
In an instant,
a flood of memories was completely digested and absorbed by Wang Xiao.
This Ghost Soul was Yan, a trusted subordinate of Xuanyuan Zhantian.
His power was equivalent to that of a Tier Nine Life.
However,
with Wang Xiao's current strength, he had been subdued with ease.
And his memories had been thoroughly searched.
Before long,
