All eyes instantly focused on him. A middle-aged man in a silver robe stood there, with a refined appearance but a demeanor as cold as ice. Among the many present in the hall, once their divine awareness swept over him, everyone murmured in quiet surprise. Whether ordinary upper-clan members or holy-clan beings, their divine senses were instantly repelled by a force of restriction, unable to gauge the man's true level of cultivation. Yet, since he had boldly entered without hesitation, his origins clearly held significance. At that moment, however, few noticed that the young purple creature, upon seeing the man's face, instantly brightened with joy—though its body remained tightly bound by fine silver and gold strands, unable to move. Suddenly, another unfamiliar voice echoed, followed by the sound of footsteps from outside the hall, as a new figure entered. This was a young man with two legs, dressed in a white robe, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with an unremarkable appearance—nothing particularly special about him. "Master Fei!" At the sight of this newcomer, Xiao Bu Yi, who had been calm and composed on the stage, was startled and immediately bowed respectfully from a distance. "Respectfully, Master!" "Salutations to Master Fei!" Several other members of the Sacred Clans present, including the elder named Lu and the elderly man, recognized the young man's identity and likewise showed signs of surprise, bowing deeply with great deference. Moreover, many other members of the Sacred Clans who had been hidden in the third tier now surged forth from their chambers, rising to pay homage to the newcomer with the courtesy of juniors. Han Li glanced over, and was amazed to see that even the two top-tier, Fully-Integrated stage figures, Qianji Zi and Duan Tian Ren, were now among the crowd, both bowing with hands clasped, their faces displaying genuine astonishment and reverence. The characters flashed through Han Li's mind instantly. Upon glancing at the young man, his face finally revealed a look of astonishment. With so many Saint-blooded clans paying homage to the same individual, how could the other ethnic groups fail to recognize the young man's true identity? Many of them instinctively swallowed their breath, equally stunned. Even the entire hall fell silent once again. "Senior Fei, how have you come to be here? Didn't you retire into seclusion?" The person asking the question was not Xiao Bu Bai, but a third-tier cultivator whom Han Li did not recognize—a strange figure with greenish streaks all over his face, dressed in a robe made of an unknown beast's hide. "Ah, you're the black nephew then. It's good to see you here. Well, I'll simply leave your affairs to themselves. My arrival in Yun City was originally due to the recent aggressive actions of the Jiao Chi clan. But now, my presence here is entirely thanks to Tu's friend." The young man glanced at the stranger, sighed, and said. "May I ask, elder, who exactly is this Tu elder?" The strange man heard this and his face grew startled, then grew increasingly uneasy as he asked. The young man smiled slightly, did not immediately respond, but instead turned to the silver-robed man and asked: "Tu brother, have you found the person you're looking for?" "Of course I have!" The silver-robed man swept his gaze around the hall, and finally settled on the stone platform. Upon seeing the purple creature, he was initially delighted; but when he noticed the creature confined within a black cage, bound by a fine cord, his expression darkened instantly. With a sudden shift of posture, the silver light flashed, and then the man vanished mysteriously. At that moment, a flash of light on the platform revealed the silver-robed man appearing silently. "Elder—you—" The land-elder, standing on the platform beside him, was startled to see the silver-robed man suddenly appear just a few feet away, and exclaimed aloud. "Get out of my way!" Yet the silken-robed man showed not the slightest intention of speaking to him. With a mere impatient gesture, he merely shook his sleeve. The elder felt an irresistible surge of immense force rushing toward him. Naturally startled and furious, he instinctively drew a deep breath, causing a layer of golden light to ripple across his body as he prepared to absorb the blow. A thunderous roar erupted—shattering and earth-shaking—the golden light on his surface trembled violently, and he staggered back, retreating step by step, until he finally lost his balance and nearly stumbled off the platform. Xiao Bu Yi's face immediately grew pale. He was well aware of the elder's formidable abilities—his primary cultivation technique, a top-tier earth-based method, was renowned for its strength and resilience. Now, even this master could not withstand the silken-robed man's casual strike. This was truly astonishing. Clearly, the opponent must also be at the Great Perfection stage. Xiao Bu Yi reached this conclusion instantly. The four elderly men, witnessing this, were also startled. Seeing the silver-robed figure stride directly toward them, they instinctively stepped back several paces. Yet an unexpected scene unfolded. The silver-robed figure paid them no attention, instead moving a few steps to the cage, then extending both hands. With a "thud, thud," each palm seized the cage's edge, and upon exerting force, a deep resonant sound followed—remarkably, the seemingly imposing black cage was suddenly torn asunder and flattened mid-air. The broken cage and the small creature both descended from the sky. Before the cage had fully touched the ground, it dissolved into two clumps of black vapor. The small creature, emitting joyful murmurs, was instantly caught in the air by the silver-robed figure's hands. With the other hand, he casually brushed the fine silver and gold strands fastened to the creature's body. A series of dull thuds followed, and the delicate strands crumbled, fragment by fragment. And at the very moment it broke free, the small purple creature immediately emitted a joyful, wailing sound, no longer concealing its delight. Then, with a swift motion, it leapt into the arms of the silver-robed man, gently nuzzling him repeatedly with its head. "Hmph. Instead of staying put in the pavilion, you dared to venture out onto the sea—must have suffered quite a bit, then. Tell me, who captured you?" The man first fondly stroked the creature's head, then suddenly grew stern in tone. Upon hearing this, the four elderly men nearby instantly grew pale, exchanging glances with one another, each clearly seeing fear in the others' eyes. This young creature had indeed been jointly captured by them and brought here for auction. Otherwise, given their esteemed status as guest scholars in Yun City, they would never have appeared at such a gathering. Now, the purple creature fixed the elders with a look of resentment, its voice low and thunderous, as though truly conveying something to the man. "What? He's already tormenting you. Very well. Then you four shall pay with your lives." The silver-robed man had only heard two sentences before his expression darkened, and suddenly a powerful, terrifying aura surged from within him. With a mere shake of his shoulders, one arm shot out like lightning, straight toward the land-named elder. A crisp crack echoed—clearly audible—and yet the man named Tu, who was originally over a dozen paces away from the elder, saw his arm suddenly expand and, with fingers flashing silver light, suddenly appear before the elder's face. The attack came so swiftly that it reached its peak almost instantaneously. A formidable wind pressure surged, making it nearly impossible for the elder to breathe. "Unfortunate," the elder murmured, though he had been prepared all along—he had never expected the assault to be so fierce. Just as he opened his mouth, a round, jade-colored orb burst forth and flew toward the man's fingers. At the same time, he activated his pre-arranged spell, and his body momentarily blurred. Before him, three distinct-colored light screens instantly materialized. But at that very moment, the old man was suddenly struck with a sense of detachment, as if his spirit had flown to heaven. The jade orb, still in the process of emitting its resonant cry, flashed with a silver gleam and instantly shattered into several fragments, falling downward. At the same time, his five fingers reached out and grasped the luminous screen. With three dull thuds, the three layers of the screen were instantly torn apart. As five streaks of silver light flashed, the old man’s entire head was immediately enveloped beneath them. Despite his countless skills, he had no time to deploy even a single one in this instant of lightning-fast action. His face turned pale and lifeless. Yet, at that very moment, a soft voice emerged nearby. "Tu, please show mercy. Don’t you remember your promise to me?" Before the words had fully settled, another seemingly ordinary hand suddenly extended from the void, and with a simple gesture, it deflected the five streaks of silver light. Then, as the space around them rippled, the young man with the surname Fei stepped forth between the elder and the silver-robed man, and spoke solemnly. "Hmph. Though I promised you earlier that I would not kill anyone here, I never said I would let these few go unscathed." The silver-robed man clearly held the young man in high regard; having failed in his first attack, he did not press further, yet his gaze remained dark and resolute. "Of course. Since your daughter has been offended by Landao and his companions, their lives may be spared, but some penalties are certainly due." The silver-robed man smiled. "What? You're a human-faced dragon-jelly!" The elder, barely saved, still shaken, gasped as he heard the young man's words, his face instantly pale with shock. "Indeed. My true form is a human-faced dragon-jelly. Isn't that enough?" The silver-robed man glanced at the elder, his eyes flashing with intensity. "Never, sir. I have absolutely no intention of doing so." "Previously, we too had no knowledge of our lady's identity, and if we have caused any offense, we humbly beg your indulgence!" Though the elder was a member of a holy lineage, he was also a flexible and adaptable figure. Upon sensing the situation had turned unfavorable, he immediately offered a series of concessions. "Landowning Brother Lu, you truly have been most hasty. How could you have proceeded to capture spirit beasts near Brother Tu's abode, and even taken his beloved daughter? Fortunately, no harm has come to either of you; otherwise, even I would not have been able to protect you." The young man with the Fei surname turned around, his expression instantly stern as he reprimanded them. "We absolutely did not know that the region was Brother Tu's dwelling. Had we known, we would have risked our lives to the very last." Upon hearing the young man's words, the elder's face flushed with sweat, as if it had suddenly erupted. The other three companions were pale as ghosts, their expressions no better than his.