Staring at the magnificent Medusa now standing before him, Xiao Yan exhaled in relief. There were so many strong opponents; if he truly had to fight his way through to the end, he could certainly make it—though only if he unleashed the Buddha's Wrath Lotus to eliminate a group of them. But once he did so, Xiao Yan himself would grow significantly weakened. Should any unforeseen circumstances arise midway, his ability to defend himself would be greatly compromised. "Have you taken care of your end?" Xiao Yan quickly asked, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. "Yes," Medusa nodded gently. She hadn't expected much resistance from Yan Luotian—indeed, the battle had gone more smoothly than anticipated. Still, seeing him fall at the peak of his strength, right when he was most vibrant, was a fitting tribute to his Douzong-level prowess. "You go ahead. I'll hold the rear. With a little more delay, I suspect the strong warriors from Jin Yan Sect will also arrive." Turning to Xiao Yan, Medusa said. Xiao Yan hesitated slightly before nodding, saying nothing more, and immediately surged forward toward the area outside the encircling formation. At the sight of Medusa's actions, the two elders of Mulan instantly grew pale, shouting in urgency. They were very aware that, with their current strength, they simply could not stand a chance against Medusa—without the Three Beasts' Wild Realm Technique, they were merely ordinary peak-level Battle Emperors. Hearing the elders' shouts, the stronger Mulan Valley fighters hesitated only briefly before resolutely charging straight at Medusa, channeling their inner ki to its utmost, creating sharp, tearing sounds as they sliced through the night air. Yet, despite the relentless attacks sweeping in from all directions, Medusa's expression remained utterly unchanged. With a simple hand gesture, countless streaks of vibrant seven-colored energy surged forth from her body, then erupted like vast, seven-colored serpents, colliding with the incoming attacks and producing a continuous thunderous explosion of shockwaves. A powerful surge of energy erupted into the air, spreading outward. Some of the stronger cultivators from Mulan Valley, slightly less adept, turned pale under the force of the wave and quickly retreated in shock. Despite being surrounded by so many formidable opponents, Mei Du Sha remained unimpeded—her Dou宗-level strength truly stood out. In comparison, Xiao Yan appeared noticeably out of his depth. Though he had fully exerted himself and could hold his own against a Dou宗 cultivator under the strict condition of giving his absolute best, even then, he would inevitably enter a period of decline after the battle. Regardless of the strength of his combat techniques, his own cultivation level—only a first-rank Dou Huang—still fell significantly short when compared to true Dou宗 cultivators. The combined strength of the powerful figures from Mulan Valley did not cause Medusa's form to stall. With several swift movements, she materialized directly beside the two elderly members of Mulan Valley who were rapidly retreating, her elegant and refined face now radiating a cold demeanor. Witnessing Medusa's swift passage through so many formidable barriers, the two elders of Mulan were visibly startled. As they retreated, they roared in fury, then clasped hands, allowing a thick, blood-rich energy to gather upon their palms. Instantly, a violent surge of blood-red wind erupted, crashing directly toward Medusa with tremendous force. With a calm, detached gaze upon the two elders struggling to stay alive, Medusa gently moved her hand, lightly colliding it with their clenched fists. Immediately, a cascading wave of vibrant, seven-colored energy poured forth. Crack! Though the encounter appeared delicate, the two elders trembled violently, then collapsed as though struck by a powerful blow—plunging into the ground and rebounding backward, spewing out streams of blood from their mouths. "Without the Three-Beast Primordial Technique, you are not even a single match for my king!" Upon witnessing the sheer disarray of the two elder Mu Lan figures after just a single strike, Medusa could not help but let out a cold laugh. Her feet dragged a long trail across the ground, and the two elders' faces were filled with astonishment. Only just stabilizing their footing, they instinctively and simultaneously broke apart, fleeing in opposite directions. Yet, as soon as they turned, a brilliant seven-colored cold streak shot forth, swiftly accompanied by sharp swordlight, piercing straight through one of them from the back of the spine and splashing a jet of blood. The last surviving elder of Mu Lan caught a glimpse of that gushing blood, his heart racing with growing shock—never having imagined that, with their formidable strength, they would be defeated so easily, like chickens, by Medusa. Indeed, the power of a Du-Zong-level cultivator was truly formidable. Stirred by a surge of profound shock, this Mulan elder sped up even more urgently. Yet at a sudden moment, his form froze, and the shock etched on his face remained suspended. With some difficulty, he lowered his head, and there, upon his chest, a sharp point of sword was gushing out, trailing crimson blood. As each drop of blood fell, the vitality in his eyes swiftly faded. Finally, amid the countless astonished gazes surrounding him, the last Mulan elder collapsed in a thunderous crash. The seven-colored serpent sword in her hands slowly faded away. Medusa's cold gaze swept steadily across the scene, and as it moved, the strong warriors of Mulan Valley reacted with growing shock, hastily retreating. In their minds, Medusa had become almost a divine demon—within just a few rounds, she had directly eliminated two peak-level Dou Huang warriors. Such a decisive and ruthless performance was truly astonishing. Tonight, Mu Lan Valley has suffered devastating losses—the entire camp is now a sea of blood under the combined onslaught of Xiao Yan and Medusa. Unimpeded, Medusa spotted Xiao Yan hovering mid-air, and upon seeing him, he visibly exhaled in relief, quickly stating, "We must move—stronger members of the Jin Yan Sect are approaching." At this, Medusa glanced toward the west, where streaks of light crackling with shouts were rapidly converging—clearly, the Jin Yan Sect's forces had realized their master had fallen. Nodding slightly, Medusa moved to stand beside Xiao Yan, then gently extended her hand, catching his arm with a look of surprise on his face. Together, they surged like meteors across the night sky, blazing swiftly toward the city's outskirts. With the oppressive aura of Medusa spreading throughout, the stronger defenders stationed at the city walls, though deeply shocked and furious, dared not move freely—thus, they could only watch helplessly as the two figures broke through the city and vanished into the distant night sky. Right as Xiao Yan and Medusa stepped out of the city, a powerful surge of energy suddenly emanated from the central area where the Toxic Sect was located. However, upon realizing that the pursuit had become futile, this energy only reluctantly withdrew, retreating swiftly with a sense of reluctance. In the night sky far beyond the city, the two figures gradually came to a halt, breathing a sigh of relief as they observed no pursuing forces arriving. Xiao Yan exhaled deeply, a smile spreading across his face—what a thrilling night indeed. The deaths of two Dou-Zong-level warriors were enough to send the Jin Yan Sect and Mu Lan Valley into a frenzy; in the future, they would likely have no courage to launch another assault on the Gamma Empire. "Are you all right?" Leaning slightly to one side, Xiao Yan gazed at the beautiful Medusa, whose delicate hands were gently brushing aside a strand of silvery hair that had fallen across her forehead. With a soft, concerned tone, he asked, "As long as that young physician doesn't intervene, no one in this city will be able to stop me." Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Medusa gently shook her head, and without realizing it, the frosty aura in her eyes began to slowly fade. Xiao Yan smiled, about to speak, when a commotion suddenly broke out in the forest below. Moments later, a large group of figures rose into the air. Upon glancing, they found it wasn't the pursuing forces, but rather Hai Bo Dong and his companions who had been concealed there. Seeing Xiao Yan and his companion unharmed, the group exhaled deeply in relief. Hai Bo Dong smiled and inquired, "How did it go? We saw the city growing chaotic just now and were about to rush in to assist you." "The main matter has been settled," Xiao Yan replied, nodding with a smile. "The final threat has been completely eliminated." Upon hearing this, expressions of joy could not be concealed on the faces of Hai Bopo Dong and the others, who exchanged glances and softly cheered. Seeing the excitement of the group, Xiao Yan smiled, then withdrew the seal ring he had placed in his pocket, handled it slightly, and subsequently infused his soul energy into it. After a moment, he flipped his hand, and a scroll made of pale, dense beast bones appeared in his grasp. On the bones, several blood-like characters, vivid and sharp, shimmered prominently. "Three-Beast Wildness Technique!" Gazing at the scroll, Xiao Yan could not help but lick his lips. It was now clear why the two elders had reacted so enthusiastically—this very item was the reason.