Three elderly figures appearing in the sky wore robes of jade green, each adorned with distinct patterns of lion, tiger, and bear. These patterns did not appear to be woven with ordinary embroidery; rather, they seemed formed from a peculiar, ethereal energy condensed into form. As the observers' gaze passed over them, the three fierce beasts within the patterns fixed their blazing crimson eyes upon them with an unyielding, menacing intensity—so powerful that even those with less resilient minds found their legs trembling under the weight of such fierce, aggressive stares. Beyond the fortress, the dense ranks of the Three Kingdoms' allied forces erupted into thunderous cheers upon the appearance of the three senior elders of Mulan Valley. In contrast, the officers atop the fortress—Xiao Ding and the others—felt a subtle weight settle upon their hearts. "Damn it! These faceless, ungrateful bastards—strong contenders with a solid reputation in the western region—have managed to outnumber and overwhelm us!" Hai Bohdong stared at the three elders ascending into the sky, his voice rising with frustration. Jia Xingtian also looked troubled, nodding thoughtfully before finally saying, "Why don't we go out and assist Queen Medusa for a while? We can buy her some time." "Hold on," Xiao Ding shook his head seriously. "If you both step in, the other senior warriors from the three sects will surely not remain passive. The battle will then erupt prematurely, and your original objectives will likely fall short." "Then what should we do?" Could we just watch her being overwhelmed? Hai Bode frowned. "Ah, right now, all we can hope for is that Queen Medusa can withstand them. Beyond that, there's nothing else we can do," Xiao Ding sighed, his expression weary. In this situation, where every move seemed to be falling short, no strategy could make a difference. Hearing this, Hai Bode and Jia Xingtian could only reluctantly stomped their feet, clearly feeling the pressure. They were completely at a disadvantage—exactly as Xiao Ding had said. Despite knowing they were in such a position, they simply had no choice. The other side had just as many Douzong-level warriors, and more Douhuang and Douwang-level champions than they did. How else could they possibly hold their ground? "If only Xiao Yan were here. With his strength, he could easily hold off Luoyan Tian and Mu Lan's three elders. As long as we give Medusa some breathing room, defeating one of them wouldn't be impossible," said Fang Ma, who had remained silent for a long time. Hearing his words, Xiao Ding and the others also sighed. Though it was true, who could tell when exactly the man's seclusion would finally come to an end? "Ah, Queen Medusa, don't hold it against us for lacking grace. After all, you're no mere novice—should we not cooperate, few might even stand a chance against you." The golden wings of Luoyan Tian shimmered gently behind him as he smiled warmly at the serious expression on Medusa's face. "Cooperate, then—what need do we have for such elaborate excuses? Won't we risk tarnishing your status as the Master of Jin Yan Sect?" Medusa sneered, her tone scornful. Luoyan Tian smiled lightly, neither troubled nor offended by her remarks. He gently clenched his palm, and golden light bloomed there, eventually forming a strange, long, golden sword. Along the sword's length, sharp spines resembling goose feathers were arranged in a dense pattern, making it appear exceptionally sharp. "Hehe, Master Yan, Queen Medusa isn't an ordinary figure. To us, a joint effort isn't really a significant threat..." A senior elder from Mulan Valley, wearing robes adorned with a black bear, spoke with a sharp, slightly piercing tone, his eyes flashing with a hint of crimson intensity. The smile on her face slightly stiffened, and Yan Luotian gently shook her held Yanling sword, smiling lightly. "Then, let the Serpent People vanish from this western-north region." "By you?" Medusa raised her brows, her elegant features glowing with sharper contempt. "By me and the three senior elders of Mulan Valley," Yan Luotian replied, turning to the three senior elders of Mulan Valley and saying, "Senior Elders, it's your turn—go ahead!" "Agreed!" Upon hearing this, the three elderly men in green robes nodded, then suddenly stepped back simultaneously, forming a perfectly balanced and versatile formation that could both attack and defend. As the formation took shape, three powerful streams of qi surged forth from their bodies—green, red, and blue—focusing and flowing along the lines of the formation, ultimately intertwining into a seamless, harmonious cycle that connected their vital energies and spirits. As the cycle concluded, a thunderous roar rich with primordial vitality erupted from the robes of the three elders, causing the fabric to ripple and surge. Instantly, the three lion, tiger, and bear beasts transformed into a surge of blood-red energy that fully enveloped their bodies. Alongside this outpouring of energy, the individual battle energies of the three elders gradually faded, giving way to a formidable presence that was no weaker than the one displayed by Yan Luotian beside them. "It's merely a minor skill—how could the Jin Yan Sect's Yantian Xing Shen technique possibly compare in marvel and elegance..." Blood-red energy enveloped the three young-robed elders, eventually solidifying into blood-red beast heads atop their heads. From a distance, the three elders of Mulan Valley now appeared as three half-beast humans. The voice that had just been spoken came from the elder who had transformed into a tiger-headed figure. Perhaps due to the nature of his cultivation technique, his voice carried a subtle, resonant undertone of tiger roars, deeply stirring and compelling. Medusa scanned the three elders of Mulan Valley with a serious expression, silently sighing. Today, it seemed, a great battle was inevitable. As the sigh settled, Medusa quickly stabilized her mind, expelling all distractions. A magnificent surge of seven-colored energy flowed forth from within her, rising like a tide, and finally descending like a vast, radiant seven-colored sky. Her form settled precisely at the center of this celestial canopy. Seeing the formidable display of Medusa, the雁落's gaze in Tianyan's eyes slightly narrowed. Indeed, a force capable of standing toe-to-toe with that eccentric poison sect master—his own aura paled in comparison. Yet fortunately, he wasn't alone today. He subtly signaled to the three senior elders of Mulan Valley, and almost simultaneously, the four of them burst forth, unleashing a thunderous surge of martial energy that sent countless onlookers gasping in awe. A terrifying force surged from the blade. Yan Luo Tian hummed deeply, and with a sudden sweep of her broad goose wings, the goose feathers instantly shot forth like sharp arrows, striking every part of Medusa's body. Feeling the cold seep through her entire frame, Medusa's long sword emitted a clear, resonant chime, then snapped sharply, giving rise to a dense array of overlapping silhouettes that swiftly enveloped her entire form. Clang! Clang! The goose feathers struck the dense ranks of sword shadows, gradually dissolving them as the two engaged in relentless exchange. As the final sword shadow vanished at that very moment, Yan Luo Tian's eyes flashed, and with a subtle movement of her hand seal, a brilliant, radiant golden light of immense energy materialized before her and surged forward, directly aimed at Medusa, now mere steps away. A cascade of vibrant sword flashes rippled through the air. Just as Medusa prepared to meet the opponent's attack head-on, a deep, primal roar surged from behind her—then, a sharp, piercing punch, tearing through the atmosphere, crashed directly toward her. The sudden double assault caused Medusa's expression to subtly shift. With a delicate grasp of her hands, she rapidly gathered the seven-colored energy, channeling it powerfully toward her back. "Seeing Medusa wounded, Yan Luo Tian's eyes instantly lit up with joy, and he burst into laughter. Medusa's cheeks remained cold, refusing to argue further. Within her, the ki surged like a flood, and in response, the energies of the surrounding heavens and earth began to ripple violently—clearly, she intended to give it her all. Observing this, Yan Luo Tian and the three elders of Mu Lan were both taken aback, then smiled coldly, and began to draw upon their own inner ki as well. Countless eyes fixed upon the violently fluctuating energies in the sky, all realizing that a terrifying battle of Dao Sect level was about to erupt fully. "Ah... things aren't looking good," sighed Hai Bo Dong and the others at the fortress. Medusa was already injured, now facing two opponents—how could things possibly improve? With her as the only hope, who else could they rely on? And as they silently sighed within their hearts, the great battle in the sky suddenly erupted. Yet, at the very moment when the energies of both sides were being drawn together, a faint rumble of thunder suddenly roared from the horizon, followed instantly by a clear, resonant laugh that echoed powerfully throughout the heavens. "Ha! Ha! How could a battle of this magnitude be complete without me, the sovereign of the Flame Alliance?"