As the cry of the eagle echoed across the sky, the Xiang who had his hand seal solidified paused slightly, his brows furrowing upon seeing the two Mu Lan elders suddenly beaming with joy. His gaze followed the direction of the eagle's cry. "Boy," the bear-headed elder said, his eyes full of resentment, a grim smile playing on his lips, "I think with your current state, you can still defeat another Douzong-level master, can't you?" Xiang remained expressionless, his eyes fixed steadily on the distant horizon behind the allied forces of the three empires. There, a massive shadow was swiftly sweeping through the sky. In a short while, it suddenly emerged into the collective gaze of all present—revealing a colossal blue-eagle! The giant eagle was of a deep, serene blue, its sharp beak curved into a gleaming, frosty arc. Its massive talons at the feet were equally sharp, and merely by its momentum, it already seemed capable of effortlessly shattering stones. And at the very moment this profound blue giant eagle appeared, the allied armies of the three empires surged to life, with some even falling to their knees, gazing fervently at the soaring eagle, their faces alight with passionate enthusiasm. "Roar!" A fresh, resonant cry of the eagle echoed across the sky, as the giant eagle finally emerged into the heavens of the battlefield, its massive wings gently vibrating, stirring gusts of wind that broke into delicate whirlwinds and swept outwards in all directions. The giant eagle hovers, and every eye in the arena is fixed upon the eagle's head—there, a graceful, elegant figure stands still and serene, untouched even by the roaring winds that swirl around her. She wears a slightly loose, deep purple and crimson robe, with a delicate loop of costly purple-gold thread neatly wound at each sleeve, adding to her regal splendor. Most striking of all is her long, snow-white hair, flowing softly and smoothly like a cascading river of stars. The suddenly appearing white-haired woman also caused significant disruption to the battlefield between Meidusa and Luo Lutian. After a fierce collision, both of them stepped back. Luo Lutian quickly wiped a streak of blood from his lip, retreating with lightning speed. As he retreated, he laughed warmly at the cold demeanor of Meidusa on her face, saying, "Ha ha! Truly unfortunate—though the three elders of Mu Lan faltered, we still have the Toxic Sect's Master, a Douzong cultivator who even you cannot match. Today, the fate of the Jima Empire has been sealed!" Meidusa's expression remained cold, her eyes filled with determination, fixed directly on the white-haired woman atop the great eagle, bypassing Luo Lutian entirely. As the figure of Luolan stepped back, the two elders of Mu Lan at Xiao Yan's side exchanged a glance and also swiftly retreated. With a few swift leaps, they arrived near the great eagle, then carefully halted, hesitating not to advance any further—they knew the white-haired woman's poison was exceptionally terrifying; should they get too close, they might not even realize they had been struck until they fell unconscious. As for Jia Tian and Fang Ma, their expressions were no better. Facing this enigmatic Master of the Toxic Sect, even with Medusa's intervention, they found it difficult to gain the upper hand. Moreover, that astonishingly unique and impenetrable toxic technique left everyone struggling to defend themselves—her very presence seemed to be amplifying the crisis once again. Xiao Ding gently rubbed his forehead, his eyes reflecting a sense of weariness, clearly indicating that the arrival of this mysterious Master of the Toxic Sect had imposed immense pressure upon him. The very moment the Master of the Toxic Sect appeared, the atmosphere in the direction of the Jia Ma Empire had plunged into a state of low spirits, clearly demonstrating the profound fear the people of the Jia Ma Empire harbored toward him. In the sky, Xiao Yan stared gloomily at the two elders of Mu Lan retreating, then his gaze shifted to the white-haired woman atop the great eagle. His heart sank slightly—he could feel that this enigmatic woman possessed an extremely formidable strength, likely no weaker than Medusa. It seemed the situation was growing increasingly dire. "She is the head of the Poison Sect. Be careful," Medusa moved swiftly to stand beside Xiao Yan, her face serious. Seeing even Medusa display such a demeanor, Xiao Yan's heart sank once more—this Poison Sect head truly was exceptionally powerful. "Do you have confidence in defeating her?" Xiao Yan asked softly. "Difficult... She is extremely unpredictable. Stopping her would already be the limit. To defeat her, we'd have to risk a complete stalemate or even a mutual destruction—otherwise, it would be very hard," Medusa hesitated, then shook her head. Hearing this, Xiao Yan could only sigh lightly, turned his gaze toward the silent city walls, and clenched his teeth, saying, "Either we hold her, or I'll have to deal with the Luolan Three Elders—their three elders have already been defeated by me. Then, the Luoyan Tian shall be my responsibility!" Medusa hesitated once more, gave a slight nod, yet her heart remained a bit subdued. Though she and Xiao Yan might be able to hold off the other two Douzong-level warriors, the combined strength of the three sects far exceeds that of the Gamma Empire. If the alliance launches a full-scale assault on the city, the Black Mountain Fort would likely fall soon. Once the alliance forces penetrate deep into the empire's heartlands, even if they have the strength to pursue, they would surely be worn down. At present, there was no other viable option—after all, they simply couldn't involve the Toxic Sect's Grand Master and Luoyan Tian in this defense battle. With just a single gesture, these two could easily eliminate numerous strong warriors from the Yan Alliance and the Serpent Clan. As萧炎 and 美杜莎 discussed and deliberated, the white-haired woman atop the distant eagle glanced indifferently at the flying figures of 落雁天 and the two elder members of 慕兰, her gray-purple eyes expressing calm disapproval. She spoke in a composed tone: "You two have somewhat fallen short of our expectations." Upon hearing this, both 落雁天 and the two elder members of 慕兰 felt a touch of embarrassment. The former scoffed, "It's all due to these three elders' carelessness. Not only did they fail to defeat a young prodigy at the Battle of the Emperor level, but they were even defeated in the process—having their 'Three Beasts Wild Decree' broken, with one of them seriously injured." Seeing 落雁天's sharp criticism, the two elders of 慕兰 grew furious. The elder who had transformed into a bear-headed figure exclaimed, "Master of the Falling Crane Sect, that young man is no ordinary Battle Emperor. That strange movement he displayed earlier—I'm certain even the most refined combat techniques of your Golden Crane Sect would fall short!" "Regardless of how extraordinary his movements may be, he is still merely a Battle Emperor "Luoyan Tian coldly laughed. At this very moment, his heart was also blazing with anger. If it weren't for these three old fellows failing to pull their weight, how could he have been so humiliated in the hands of Medusa, thus losing face before so many people? "Luoyan Tian, don't push me too far! The Mu Lan Valley won't be afraid of your Jin Yan Sect!" Upon hearing this, the two elders of Mu Lan instantly erupted in fury, shouting angrily. "How is that? Without the 'Three Beasts Wildness Technique,' you two still dare to raise your voices and complain?" Luoyan Tian narrowed his eyes, speaking in a low, measured tone. Without the 'Three Beasts Wildness Technique,' the three elders of Mu Lan were merely ordinary peak-level battle monarchs—nothing particularly threatening to a battle cultivator of the Dao Sect. "You—!" The two elders of Mu Lan were furious, their faces turning purple, yet they dared not make a move. "Enough?" Just as the three of them were locked in sharp contention, the white-haired woman atop the giant eagle spoke calmly. Noticing the cold tone in her voice, Luyan Tian and Mu Lan senior both felt a slight chill on their skin, exchanged a sharp, intense look, then turned away. "Mu Lan senior, now gather yourselves among the elite forces of the army," the woman with gray-purple eyes said calmly, her white-haired voice steady as she glanced over the two elders. At this, Mu Lan senior's faces showed subtle changes, yet they only managed a wry nod. Without the "Three Beasts of the Wild Expanse" technique, they were now merely at the peak of the Battle Sovereign rank—no longer able to participate in battles at the Battle Conductor level. With that, they moved swiftly and joined the ranks of the army below. After sending the two elders of Muling away, the white-haired woman glanced at Luo Yan Tian standing by the side, her voice still calm and composed as ever. "Medusa will be under my care... as for the young warrior you mentioned..." At this point, her gaze first swept toward the fortress above, pausing briefly on Medusa before shifting to the young man in the black robe. As her eyes settled upon his stern young face, a subtle surprise flickered on the cheek beneath her veil, quickly transforming into sudden astonishment. "How could it be him?!" she murmured in wonder.