As thoughts flashed through his mind, Xiao Yan no longer hesitated, and suddenly activated his hand seal. "Heavenly Fire Triple Transformation!" With a soft exhalation, the luminous lotus-heart fire within him surged swiftly along an unusual meridian pathway, and a powerful, turbulent force gradually spread outward, filling Xiao Yan's body with an overwhelming sense of strength. His momentum surged dramatically. Ignoring the noticeable reactions of the Wú Yá duo across from him, silver glimmers appeared on his feet. His form shimmered and instantly materialized like a ghost behind them, his scorching fist winds crashing directly into their backs and hearts. "Boom!" The Wú Yá duo reacted just as swiftly. Upon sensing the intense gusts of heat behind them, they immediately turned around, and their powerful aura-filled fists struck out forcefully. The impact of Xiao Yan's dual fists met theirs, sending a thunderous roar echoing across the sky. The strong wind sent ripples spreading outward. Xiao Yan stepped back one pace, his shoulders trembling slightly as he absorbed the subtle force flowing through his arms. As Pu Cliff's body shook violently, he also retreated by about a step. The elder, whose strength was around four-star Emperor level, had to step back three or four paces before steadying himself. His face flushed with embarrassment—never having expected such a display of vulnerability from a young man who only appeared to be at the one-star Emperor level. This was truly a source of shame. "Be careful," Pu Cliff remarked, clearly a seasoned observer. "Xiao Yan must have employed a secret technique to enhance his strength. As long as we can hold him for a while, until he grows weary, taking his life will be a mere matter of time." The four-star Emperor elder nodded firmly, his gaze sharp and intense as it swept over Xiao Yan. His gaze swept lightly over the two, and with a mind set on a swift conclusion, Xiao Yan no longer hesitated, his feet flashing with silver light. His body trembled momentarily, leaving a faint afterimage, yet his form had already seamlessly passed through Wuyu Cliff, materializing before the Four-Star Sovereign. The sudden appearance of Xiao Yan startled the Four-Star Sovereign, who felt a surge of shock within him, his inner qi surging forth in a powerful, flowing lance, aimed directly at Xiao Yan. The green flames on Xiao Yan's body erupted violently, instantly absorbing and refining the qi lance. Even relying solely on the extraordinary "Burn Technique," Xiao Yan would not be significantly weaker than a Four-Star Sovereign. With the full application of the "Heavenly Fire Triple Transformation," his strength had far surpassed that of a Four-Star Sovereign, making the Sovereign's attack utterly ineffective. In an instant, as he absorbed the stream of qi into a flowing ribbon, Xiao Yan suddenly leaned forward, colliding directly into the elder's arms. Then, twisting his waist, he concentrated all his strength at his shoulders, and with a powerful thrust, slammed them into the elder's chest. "Hmph!" A surge of robust qi burst forth, causing the elder's face to pale visibly. A low, strained gasp escaped his throat—clearly, Xiao Yan's forceful close-range attack had caught him off guard and caused some injury. While startled and furious, the elder raised his back wings of qi and swiftly attempted to retreat. Yet, as he had only retreated a few meters, Xiao Yan closed in relentlessly, like a shadow that never left. A smile curved at the corner of his mouth, and with his fist slicing through the air with a sharp, tearing sound, he struck the elder squarely in the chest. "Ba Ji Bang!" At the very instant the punch connected, a sharp cry erupted within Xiao Yan's mind. The formidable hidden pressure embedded within the bones of his fist surged forth in overwhelming force, finally entering the elder's body and detonating suddenly. "Pfft!" This genuine, decisive blow caused the elder to violently expel a gush of bright red blood. However, as the blood first emerged, it unexpectedly transformed into a jet of crimson arrows, shooting straight toward Xiao Yan's face. Xiao Yan did not even lift his gaze. As the blood arrows approached, he simply opened his mouth and exhaled—a streak of emerald flame flashed out, instantly incinerating them into a haze of smoke. The smoke carried a distinct tang of bitterness, indicating that the blood contained a potent toxin. Though it may sound lengthy, from the moment Xiao Yan left behind a faint outline to the consecutive close-range assaults, it was merely an instant—like a flash of lightning. When the life in the senior Dou Huang elder's eyes rapidly faded and his body crashed down, it was only then that Wuyan turned in alarm, his gaze wide with shock fixed on Xiao Yan's back. Quickly scanning the Dou Huang elder plummeting from the sky, Wuyan's heart gradually grew colder. Just a few exchanges—already, a four-star Dou Huang powerhouse had fallen at this young man's hands. By now, no matter how foolish he might have been, Wuyan finally realized that this young man was far from the ordinary one-star Dou Huang he had originally thought him to be. "It's no wonder the Heavenly Poison Maiden summoned him to bolster the defense—indeed, he's no ordinary fighter..." Amid the chaotic battlefield, where Xiao Yan delivered swift victories against several Dou Huang-level warriors, his actions caught the attention of the opposing elite combatants. A wave of astonishment rippled through everyone's eyes, and the members of the Poison Sect felt a surge of genuine excitement—the individuals summoned by the Sect's Master truly stood out. By now, even those who had initially harbored some doubts about Xiao Yan's capabilities had completely dispelled their reservations. The strength and impact Xiao Yan had demonstrated now firmly established him as a distinguished guest of the Poison Sect. Of course, compared to the Poison Sect's members, the warriors from the Ten Scorpions Sect appeared visibly displeased. Even with the Ten Scorpions' formidable strength, the loss of a Dou Huang-level warrior—already among their very highest tier—was a significant blow that would deeply sadden them. Moreover, what most astonished them was the young Xuanyin who had effortlessly defeated a Duke-level warrior in just a few rounds—no one had expected such a formidable presence within the Toxin Sect, aside from Xiao Yishen. Ignoring the waves of surprise and awe from around him, Xuanyin slowly turned his gaze toward Wuyan, offering a gentle smile. Upon seeing Xuanyin’s smile, Wuyan, however, grew highly alert, hastily retreating several steps, his face darkened with concern as his inner qi reached its peak. Now, he could no longer afford to hold any slight regard for the young warrior. "You've been quite swift in dispatching me..." Xuanyin smiled at Wuyan, then suddenly formed an unusual hand seal. As the seal shifted and danced, shimmering afterimages appeared, and with each intricate change in the hand gestures, the surrounding celestial energies surged with intense vibrations. Noticing the fluctuations in the surrounding celestial and terrestrial energies, a fresh shock flashed across Wu Ya's eyes, and he couldn't help but regret having initiated contact with this individual. Clearly, this person was employing a particularly powerful combat technique. As these thoughts passed through his mind, Wu Ya clenched his teeth fiercely, a glint of determination flashing in his gaze. In such a decisive battle, if he now retreated, he would never be able to establish himself within Wan Xie Gate in the future. With no choice but to advance, Wu Ya's face suddenly grew grim, the dark, serpentine patterns on his face deepening the sense of dread. A rich, slightly tangy aura surged forth from within him, rapidly coalescing into a massive energy serpent stretching seven to eight zhang in length as his withered hands moved. Upon seeing the serpent fully formed, Wu Ya exhaled in relief, bit down on his tongue, and spurted a stream of blood, which he then fully poured into the energy serpent. As the blood poured in, the energy centipede swiftly turned a deep crimson, appearing even more formidable. "Go!" With a roar, Wu Ya pointed at Xiao Yan. The countless legs of the crimson centipede snapped simultaneously, and the massive body surged forward as a streak of blood, cutting through the sky, carrying with it a wave of fresh, tangy air, charging directly at Xiao Yan. A low hum resonated within him, and a gentle flush spread across Xiao Yan's face. The surging ki flowed steadily through several specific meridians, converging continuously toward the palm he held. Within just one breath, the brilliant glow on his palm surged dramatically, and suddenly, a vast energy imprint—spanning nearly a zhang in width—burst forth from his hands! With just a brief contact, the blood-colored centipede shattered mid-air in a matter of eye blinks, its blood-like luminescence spreading out in all directions. As the centipede dissolved,蜈崖's face turned pale, a thin streak of blood trickling from his lips. His eyes widened in disbelief—this blood-colored centipede was one of his proudest energy-solidification techniques, powerful and formidable. He hadn't expected it to be completely broken in such a short encounter. The light seal shattered the centipede with the force of a mighty, unstoppable wave, then surged through the blood mist with a roaring sound. In a single swift movement, it appeared atop蜈崖's head, and then, amidst a wave of stunned gazes, crashed down with thunderous impact!