Chapter 1216: Chenxi Greets the Little Ancestor

Xiang Shaoyun was unaware of the impending danger as he continued hunting devils with the Overlord Legion members. In this layer, a majority of the devils were Devil Emperors. Devil Sovereigns also appeared at a greater frequency, greatly affecting their pace. Without Xiang Shaoyun, they would have suffered disastrous losses by now.

One day, they encountered a different group of humans. This group came from the True Martial Academy, and they were led by the Little Overlord, Xiang Chenxi. He was still riding atop his purple lightning horse and was clad in a purple outfit. Faint traces of purple lightning crackled around his body, making him look incredibly valiant.

Several years had passed, and he had reached the fourth-stage Soul Foundation Realm. His advancement speed was incredible. Even if Xiang Shaoyun had once defeated him, Xiang Chenxi was still as confident as ever.

Around him were four Soul Foundation Realm followers, with the rest being late-stage Emperors. There were 500 people in his group. As a whole, their group was even stronger than the Overlord Legion's group.

Xiang Chenxi looked at Xiang Shaoyun with a complicated expression as he recalled the scenes of his defeat. However, he couldn't even bring himself to show Xiang Shaoyun any hostility.

As for those behind him, they waited silently for his order. They all knew who Xiang Shaoyun was, and they were aware that he had once defeated their leader. Thus, they all looked prepared for battle.

"Why are you seated on your mount after seeing me?" questioned Xiang Shaoyun with a calm tone.

"Audacious! You dare demand that our Little Overlord gets off his horse? Are you tired of living?" someone stepped forth and shouted.

"Why don't we beat them up. I believe they will have some decent treasures on them," suggested a different person.

More and more True Martial Academy disciples called for battle. In their eyes, the Overlord Legion was nothing. They could easily defeat them if they worked together.

The Overlord Legion was displeased. Each of their members was a genius, and none of them tolerated such provocation.

"Bring it on if you have the guts. I alone can kill eight of you," said Pan Yun.

"That's right. Which of you have the bigger balls? Step forth, and your grandma will chop you up," shouted a ferocious woman.

The other Overlord Legion members started speaking up, and a shouting match ensued. The atmosphere became tense.

"So, are you going to stay silent?" said Xiang Shaoyun.

This time, Xiang Chenxi reacted. He got off his horse and did something that stunned everyone.

"Chenxi greets the little ancestor," said Xiang Chenxi earnestly with one knee on the ground.

The mouths of both parties dropped wide agape with shock. Their eyeballs seemed like they were about to pop out of their sockets from how hard everyone was staring. Who would have guessed that the unrivaled Little Overlord would kneel before one of his peers? It completely overturned their understanding of him.

"Um. You may stand. You don't have to be so courteous in the future. Be sure to teach your people well. Insulting me is the same as insulting you," said Xiang Shaoyun with a satisfied nod.

Xiang Shaoyun's status as Xiang Clan's little ancestor had been acknowledged by all the sacred elders. All the clan's higher-ups were aware, and even Xiang Chenxi,