Gazing at the young man in black robes who had materialized like a ghost, the heads of the three major powers could not help but subtly narrow their eyes. Such an elusive movement—he had entered the hall silently, undetected, without drawing any notice from them—was truly astonishing. The speed and grace of his movements were indeed deeply intimidating. The tense atmosphere within the hall, which had been on the verge of breaking, momentarily stilled, gradually calming as mutual apprehension settled between them. Upon seeing the sudden appearance of the young man in black robes, Xiao Li's face lit up with genuine surprise, then eased into relief. With Xiao Yan now arrived, the crisis of the day might well be resolved. He had always held an extraordinary confidence in the former's abilities. "Who are you?" asked the elder from Tian Yin Sect first. His gaze was shadowed, fixed steadily on Xiao Li, and his voice, hoarse and cold, carried a tone of frost. "This friend, this is matter between us and the Xiao clan. Outsiders had better stay out of the way—interfering in the Black Corner Domain is the most irrational thing one can do." The broad-shouldered man, bare-chested, his gaze firmly locked on Xiao Yan, spoke in a steady tone. The strange movements he had displayed earlier had left a strong impression on them, so no one dared to show any slight contempt. "He is indeed the true leader of my 'Xiao clan'—how could he be considered an outsider?" Xiao Li replied calmly. Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the three leaders of the major factions exchanged slight surprise, then their expressions grew more serious. They had not expected that Xiao Li's earlier remarks were accurate—there truly was another leader of the Xiao clan. They glanced at each other. The elder with a shadowed countenance smiled awkwardly, "This friend, I haven't seen you before—seems like we've never met in the Black Corner Domain. May I ask your name?" "My name is Xiao Yan. I am new to the Black Corner Domain. Should I have done anything to offend you, I hope you'll forgive me." Xiao Yan smiled slightly. Though the name was simple and unassuming, it instantly froze the atmosphere in the hall, and the smiles on the faces of the three leading figures of the major powers gradually turned stiff. "Xiao Yan? You're the one who defeated Fan Lu and Han Feng?" The beautiful woman, clad in revealing attire, her face filled with astonishment, could hardly contain herself and spoke out. Xiao Yan smiled gently and said, "It's not exactly a great honor, but yes, I did finally settle both of them. Heh, so is it possible that you three have come specifically to seek justice for them?" Upon hearing Xiao Yan's confirmation, the three leaders' expressions shifted between surprise and uncertainty. The death of Han Feng and the subsequent dissolution of the Black Alliance had been a seismic event throughout the Black Corner Region. The very person responsible—this seemingly young man before them—had been the driving force behind it. Now, they found themselves unexpectedly encountering him. Their strength was at most slightly better than Fan Lao's, but compared to Han Feng, they were clearly inferior. In fact, even Han Feng had fallen at the hands of this very person. Should a battle ensue, it would likely be difficult for them to secure a decisive victory, even if they combined their efforts. The three exchanged glances, subtly intersecting their gazes, each of them unconsciously furrowing their brows. They had originally thought it merely a minor faction, yet now it seemed this formidable force had been drawn into the fray. Xiao Yan's smile remained calm, yet facing this young man who had once slain Fan Lu and Han Feng, the three on the other side couldn't help but suspect that his demeanor was truly as kind-hearted. It wasn't merely his strength that had allowed him to thrive amidst the chaos of Black Angle Domain—there was more to it. Under Xiao Yan's persistent questioning, the three leaders' expressions subtly shifted. Their intentions were already clear, yet Xiao Yan still appeared oblivious—this was no small matter, carrying a clear undercurrent of mockery. "Our intentions, I'm sure Xiao Master is well aware of," the broad-shouldered man began, his voice growing firm. "Feng City is a golden cake—its profits are substantial enough to make anyone envious, and we are no exception." "So you all intend to challenge my Xiao Sect's current influence in Feng City?" Xiao Yan chuckled lightly, his eyes slightly narrowed, yet his face remained expressionless. The three leaders exchanged quiet glances, then all clenched their teeth at once. The Feng City was immensely profitable—even with Xiao Yan personally involved, it would be no easy task to persuade them to give it up. As natives of Hei Jiao Domain, their very blood carried an inherent restlessness, making bold, risky moves a frequent occurrence. With their combined strength, they might not necessarily be defeated by Xiao Yan. But if they could hold him off and then, leveraging their large numbers and formidable forces, eliminate the "Xiao Clan," that would certainly be achievable. Just as the atmosphere in the hall once again grew quiet and tense, a graceful figure suddenly appeared without warning behind Xiao Xin. The sudden appearance of the woman immediately made the air in the hall stiffen. Xiao Li, who had always been fiercely pursuing Xiao Xin, recognized her—her presence at this moment would surely worsen their situation. And as Xiao Li's expression had been unchanged, the three leaders across from them also now looked utterly stunned—because they had noticed absolutely no signs of air movement. The woman seemed as though she had simply stood there, motionless since the beginning. Yet now, her presence was unmistakably clear, confirming that she had indeed just appeared moments before. This speed was even more terrifying and awe-inspiring than when she first emerged. Previously, Xiao Lin had moved with the swift grace of a ghost, and at least they could faintly discern where he had come from. But this woman—she left them completely unaware of her arrival. Moreover, what most frightened them was the woman standing there seemingly at ease—yet an undercurrent of aura radiating from her subtly created a sensation of their hearts momentarily stalling... All three of the senior leaders were at the level of Battle Emperor, and even their own strength evoked such a sense of pressure. This clearly indicated that the stunningly beautiful woman before them might very well be a top-tier Battle Sovereign! "Battle Sovereign..." the three senior leaders subtly rolled their throats, cold sweat beading on their foreheads. Back when the Black Alliance was at its peak, it had not even boasted a single true Battle Sovereign. Now, despite the seemingly modest status of this small "Xiao Sect," they possessed such formidable strength. As the Medusa suddenly appeared behind him, Xiao Yan also sensed her presence, turned to her with a smile, and then gestured reassuringly to Xiao Li. Seeing his gesture, the man who had been drenched in cold sweat finally managed to quietly exhale, relieved. It seemed that Xiao Yan had already reached some agreement with this formidable woman. However, the Medusa showed no reaction to Xiao Yan's smile. With her unusually alluring, cold, narrow eyes, she swept steadily across the hall. Anyone caught in her gaze felt their skin grow cold, and some weaker individuals even found their ankles trembling involuntarily. The pressure exerted by a Douzong-level cultivator was truly that powerful. The three senior leaders felt their spines tingle under Medusa's steady gaze. After a long moment, the elegantly clad woman, modestly dressed, managed to tug a weak, forced smile across her cheeks, saying, "We never expected the 'Xiao Sect' to have such a formidable presence. Truly, we've been blind all along." The other two leaders nodded in polite agreement, even the usually fiery head of the Kengli Clan, who had been hesitant to speak at all, remained silent—though strong at the Du Phong level, he felt like a starving dog encountering a lion when compared to true Du Zong-level masters. Xiao Yin kept his hands folded in his sleeves, observing the three with a calm, half-smiling expression. Under Xiao Yan's somewhat unkind gaze, the three leaders felt increasingly uneasy. After a while, the elder with a gloomy expression finally managed a dry smile, saying, "This matter is actually a misunderstanding. Since Feng City belongs to Xiao Master, we naturally wouldn't dare to cause any offense. Once we return, we'll certainly inform the others, and from now on, we promise to avoid any more foolish actions." "Indeed," the beautiful woman chuckled, then rose gracefully and bowed to Xiao Yan with a delicate smile, adding, "We hope Xiao Master won't mind today's slight inconvenience. We will certainly come to personally apologize at a later date. It's now getting late, and we still have some matters to attend to within our sect, so we shall not keep you any longer." With that, she hurried to turn and leave, clearly uneasy at being in such an uncomfortable situation. The other two also quickly rose to follow, eager to make their exit. "Please don't hurry," said the speaker. "Just as the three were about to step out, a soft, gentle laugh caused them to halt, groaning in frustration. They exchanged glances and, with a sigh, turned back to face the black-robed young man smiling warmly in the hall. 'Since all three of you seem so eager about "Feng City," why don't we make a deal?' Xiao Yan crossed his fingers, his cheerful voice echoing throughout the hall, leaving the three leaders momentarily stunned.