The sudden scene unfolding above immediately drew the attention of countless observers below, prompting a wave of astonishment to rise. Gazing at the silver light that had suddenly split into three figures, Hai Bo Dong was equally stunned, and only after a moment did he exclaim, "This young man—have I never seen him use this technique before?" Jia Xing Tian shook his head, his eyes filled with seriousness, hesitating slightly, "It seems this is a technique he often employs. Yet now it appears he has mastered it at a higher level. Perhaps this advancement is due to his promotion to Duke of Battle." "Can any of you identify which of these three figures is the true essence of Xiao Yan?" Fang Ma stared intently at the three silver figures in the sky, smiling faintly as he asked. To his surprise, even with his soul perception fully activated, he still couldn't determine which of the three was the genuine Xiao Yan. Upon hearing this, Jia Xing Tian and Hai Bo exchanged glances, both shaking their heads with a wry smile. "This style is truly peculiar—when it unfolds like this, doesn't it seem as though the practitioner has effectively created two additional copies of themselves? In combat, as long as the true self remains concealed within, a surprise strike is guaranteed." The three exchanged glances and then marvelled, their jaws slightly agape—this person always seemed to have an endless supply of unexpected reserves. One knows best what concerns one's own family. The three elders of Mulan naturally understood their technique's greatest flaw: difficulty in engaging multiple opponents, as even the transmission of strength often proved too slow. Though today's opponent was only Xiao Yan, no one had anticipated that he could split into two forms—ethereal, indistinct, and barely visible—thus immediately placing the three elders in a dire predicament. At the critical moment, the elder of the Huadou clan bit his teeth and shouted loudly. In such a moment, hesitation would only leave them at a disadvantage, and with careful observation, one might even detect subtle flaws in Xiao Yan's strange footwork, enabling a decisive strike. Upon hearing this, the other two elders of Mulan also nodded, their eyes dark and fixed on the two swiftly darting streaks of light. As their gaze flickered constantly, they continuously searched for any signs of vulnerability in the light's movements. Amidst this rapid exchange of glances, the three streaks of light suddenly arrived, their brilliant silver radiance momentarily blurring their vision. More significantly, they found themselves feeling a growing sense of weight in their hearts—within each of the three streaks, a powerful, surging energy was subtly restrained. The silver light grew closer, and the tiger-headed elder remained motionless, his eyes fixed intently on the streak of light. At a certain moment, his pupils slightly contracted—perhaps due to the intense concentration—when he suddenly noticed the light wavering slightly, its brilliant silver glow momentarily dimming. And precisely at that instant, as the light softened, his eyes caught the stern, composed face hidden within it. "Seeing that human-like countenance, the tiger-headed elder's mind suddenly erupted with intensity, and his heart no longer wavered. With a swift hand seal, the Dao Cong-level power lingering between the three of them surged like lightning, instantly merging into his own body. 'Young man, come out and meet your end!' Feeling the sudden surge of power within him, the tiger-headed elder's face flushed with fierce determination, his throat roaring with rage. Blood glimmers rapidly gathered on his fists, and within moments, a massive energy tiger head fully formed. Its jaws were wide open, releasing a pungent, foul odor, and its sharp fangs, radiating immense strength, could reduce any object they bit into to fine powder in an instant!" Countless sets of eyes were fixed upon the battlefield circle. When they noticed the tiger-headed elder's momentum surging, they instantly realized he had seized that power—and thus, their gaze sharpened, converging upon the silver glow before him. Should his punch connect, no matter how tenacious Xiao Yan might be, he would surely suffer a severe injury on the spot! The tiger-headed elder launched a mighty blow into the silver glow. At the very moment the deep, resonant sound echoed, his face suddenly turned unusually grave, his voice sharpening with urgency and excitement: "Be careful! This is a fake!" As his cry fell, he swiftly expelled the Dou-Zong-level power within himself—so that if the other two companions needed to draw upon it, they would immediately gain access. Upon hearing his sharp cry, the other two elders also reacted with sudden alarm. The bear-headed elder acted first, at the precise moment when the silver light was about to adhere to his body, swiftly drawing in the Dou-Zong-level power circulating among the three of them, and then, without hesitation, unleashed a powerful punch infused with that strength. As his roar echoed out, even the last elder of the lion-headed humans grew visibly displeased—by this point, the silver light had drawn close to his body, leaving him no room to react. When he sensed the Dou-Zong-level power entering his very being, before he could even begin to guide it, the light was already struck by countless stunned gazes, crashing upon him with force. "Boom!" The thunderous sound reverberated through the sky, deafening in its intensity, and a wave of terrifying flame surged forth. With a sharp hiss! As the flame surged, a figure in the sky suddenly choked, spitting out a gush of blood. Then, his body collapsed like that of a bird whose wings had been snapped, plummeting straight to the ground. As the figure fell, the entire battlefield fell utterly silent at that moment. When their gaze converged upon his head, it seemed as though his mind exploded—because the severely injured warrior was neither the lion-headed elder they had anticipated nor the bear elder who had acted second. It was the tiger-headed elder who had been the first to strike, the one who had clearly landed a blow upon the silver glow! Countless sets of eyes, including the remaining two Mulan elders, were stunned, gazing at the breathless young man in black robes, their minds surging with waves of astonishment. It was clearly evident that the three silver light forms had indeed surged toward the tiger-headed elder—those had been the true, original manifestations! The other two were mere illusions. No one had expected that Xiao Yan had managed to withstand a direct palm strike, using a method unknown to others, to successfully conceal the tiger-headed elder from detection. Only after the elder had dispersed his Douzong-level power did Xiao Yan suddenly reveal himself and launch his decisive attack. The two illusory light forms had thus served as bait, luring the Douzong power away and drawing it into the grasp of the other two. Such strategic foresight was nothing short of profound. And to devise such a brilliant counter-strategy so swiftly—this individual's combat experience was truly remarkable. Compared to the others' stunned expressions, Master Mu and Master Lan felt a deeper chill. They were most aware that even though Xiao Yan had split himself into three and moved silently, they still had the confidence to receive his presence at the exact moment he emerged—through the speed of a Douzong-level power transmission, which would allow them to sequentially relay the news to each other. Thus, even if one of them made a misjudgment, they still had a chance—just as the Tiger-Head Elder had, after using his Douzong-level power, still had time to pass the message on to the Bear-Head Elder. Therefore, among the three chances, they had a two-out-of-three chance of successfully intercepting Xiao Yan, while Xiao Yan himself only had a one-out-of-three chance of launching his actual attack. Yet no one had anticipated that he would endure the first blow, relying instead on the unusual fluidity of his movements to deceive the Tiger-Head Elder, and then, when the Douzong-level power was absorbed by the other two, he would strike with his decisive, fatal blow. Though he paid the price of injury this time, he had truly inflicted a severe wound upon the Tiger-Head Elder. As for the two Mu Lan Elders who lost the "Three-Beast Wildness Technique," they were merely ordinary peak-level Duophoenix cultivators. Though there were still two more, to Xiao Yan, their threat had significantly diminished! In truth, the outcome of this battle had already been decided.