Hearing that bright, youthful laugh, Xiao Yan and the others at the Scorpion Mountain promptly looked up, only to be astonished to see a young girl with purple hair floating in midair before the four-winged Heavenly Magician Scorpion. With remarkable agility, she skillfully evaded the latter's furious attacks, each time landing a solid palm strike on the massive, sturdy claws of the four-winged scorpion. Though her hands appeared delicate and soft, every strike produced a crisp, resonant sound like metal meeting metal. As a result, under the stunned gazes of onlookers, the enormous body of the four-winged scorpion trembled and retreated step by step—clearly, the young girl's small fists carried a force so potent that even the mighty four-winged scorpion found it difficult to withstand. And this constant retreat clearly also made the four-winged celestial scorpion increasingly irritable, its massive eyes blazing with furious crimson glimmers. The two enormous iron claws, resembling large shears, clamped and snapped furiously against Ziyan, sending cracks rippling through even the hardest rocks—some towering trees were severed right down the middle. The sharpness of the claws was evident. "Clattering, big fellow—just being clumsy doesn't seem to help," Ziyan chuckled, her petite form weaving gracefully through the air, effortlessly evading the scorpion's frenzied attacks. After a moment, she suddenly halted, extending both snow-white hands directly to grasp one of the scorpion's massive claws, all while under the watchful gaze of countless onlookers. Holding the colossal钳es of the Four-Winged Heavenly Maggot Scorpion with both hands, a powerful surge of violet light erupted suddenly from Ziyan's body, followed by a formidable force rippling through her. Yet, everyone was stunned to witness the massive four-winged celestial maggot scorpion—spanning several dozen zhang—being lifted entirely by a little girl, who then spun it vigorously like a great wheel, before hurling it forcefully toward the main gate of Wan Xie Men. "Boom!" The enormous four-winged scorpion struck the main gate of Wan Xie Men like a massive cannonball, plunging deep into the green toxic mist that enveloped it. Instantly, a wave of piercing, agonizing cries erupted, as smoke billowed and stones flew in all directions—clearly, the students of Wan Xie Men sheltered within the mist suffered heavy casualties beneath the weight of the scorpion's immense body. After all this commotion, the pervasive green toxic mist had lightened considerably, revealing a vast stretch of ruins and a massive four-winged celestial scorpion struggling to rise. The army of disciples from the Toxic Sect, witnessing this sudden development, erupted into thunderous cheers and laughter. One by one, their eyes turned to the purple-haired girl in the sky, filled with growing reverence—by now, hardly anyone dared to underestimate her. That force capable of even making the four-winged celestial scorpion yield, was surely something even the peak-tier battle monarchs would hesitate to meet head-on. Seeing the Four-Winged Heavenly Scorpion launch another assault, Zi Yan didn't grow angry—she was actually delighted. With a振 of her back aura wings, she eagerly met the attack head-on. Observing the eager excitement on her face, some of the stronger toxins cultivators from the surrounding areas cast pitying glances toward the Four-Winged Heavenly Scorpion. This mighty beast, renowned for its fierce reputation in the Chuyun Empire, even once massacred an entire city back in the day—now, it was being defeated so dramatically by a young girl. "Heard Xueo's mocking tone, the Scorpion Mountain's lips slightly twitched, and with a low, gloomy voice, he said, 'Young man, don't get too confident yet. Only those who laugh last truly win. Right now, relying solely on your words will only make your fate even more tragic.' Xueo smiled calmly, his gaze sweeping around the room, half-smiling, half-serious, 'Unfortunately, the current situation has already shifted in our favor. It seems your Wàn Xie Sect won't be able to hold out much longer." Upon hearing Xiao Yan's words, Scorpion Mountain's gaze swept across, his heart settling slightly heavier. Though the Poison Sect had always been slightly stronger than the Ten-Thousand-Scorpion Sect, the defection of five senior elders had balanced the two sides' strength. Yet he hadn't expected that midway, a new force—Xiao Yan—had emerged, not only defeating two Battle-Emperor-level warriors single-handedly, but also holding him himself in check. Now, the Ten-Thousand-Scorpion Sect's earlier advantages were completely gone, and the Poison Sect was gaining the upper hand. Whether it was the fierce battles among the sky-bound masters or the intense clashes among the ordinary disciples on the ground, the Ten-Thousand-Scorpion Sect's situation was increasingly dire. This shift had all been brought about by this relentless adversary. A cascade of thoughts flashed through his mind. Suddenly, Xie Shan's gaze sharpened, fixed on the blazing battlefield high above—the young physician, Xiao Yin, and Xie Biyan were clearly locked in an intense, fierce struggle. The powerful energy impacts were shaking the very space around them, and occasionally, a devastating surge of energy would erupt, forcing both combatants to leap back in shock. "I didn't expect that the Day-Toxic Maiden to be this strong—she's holding her own so well against Master Xie!... But if this continues, our Wan Xie Sect will gradually fall behind. Should we suffer such heavy losses, how will we ever absorb the Toxin Sect?" As Xie Shan's eyes flickered, a sudden surge of hot wind shot toward him, compelling him to refocus. With a swift motion of his blue staff, he deflected the blow. At the same time, Xiao Yan's gentle laughter drifted through. "Master Xie, now isn't the time to be distracted. Should you follow in the footsteps of Wu Cliff, Master Xie Biyan will surely be furious!" "No need for you to worry, junior!" A flash of cold intensity passed through Xie Shan's eyes as the blue staff in his hands suddenly surged with powerful qi. The staff's shadow spread out, forming an overwhelming, all-encompassing barrage aimed directly at Xiao Yan's vital points. As the intensity of their clashes intensified, Scorpion Mountain's expression grew increasingly cold. Only now, after truly engaging with Xiao Yan, did he fully grasp the tenacity of his opponent. The heavy staff moved with effortless fluidity, never faltering, and his attacks came one after another, relentless—like waves of the sea, leaving him no room to breathe. Most astonishing of all was the intense, almost strange heat emanating from Xiao Yan's aura. Each time their blows met, this heat subtly seeped through the staff and into Scorpion Mountain's body, compelling him to divert his focus and allocate his energy to expel and refine it. Under this relentless heat, the cold, toxic aura inherent in Scorpion Mountain's own defensive energy lost all effectiveness, leaving him deeply frustrated. This battle was truly grueling—so stifling, so unyielding… "Boom!" The heavy ruler and the blue staff collided again with a resounding impact, sending a surge of air that sent Xiao Yan and Xie Shan both retreating a step. Xie Shan, his expression darkening, seized the momentum to retreat swiftly, his toxic battle energy surging rapidly to neutralize the intense, uncomfortable heat lingering within him. "Xie Shan, use the signal to summon that person!" A sharp, elderly voice suddenly resonated in Xie Shan's ears as he was just settling into position. Xie Shan was momentarily startled—this voice, naturally, came from Xie Biyan, who was currently engaged in fierce combat with Xiao Yixian. The tone of urgency in his voice suggested that Xiao Yixian's strength had exceeded his expectations. Nevertheless, upon hearing Xie Biyan's command, Xie Shan exhaled deeply, relieved. With that person not summoned, the outcome of the current situation seemed far from certain. "Young man," Xie Shan said, a grim smile spreading across his face as he turned to Xiao Yan, "no matter how much you dance today, our Wàn Xie Sect has already secured victory!" Xiao Yan stood with his measuring ruler, his gaze calm and steady upon the Scorpion Mountain, yet a faint, subtle disdain playing at the corners of his lips. Seeing Xiao Yan's demeanor, the Scorpion Mountain was incensed, and without further hesitation, swiftly retrieved a cluster of black mist from his storage amulet. With a firm press of both hands, the black mist burst forth, radiating an unusual sonic wave from his palms. "Once I have you captured, I'll treat you well," the Scorpion Mountain said, his face now more grim, his voice cruel as he smiled at Xiao Yan. "My venomous scorpions haven't tasted the flesh of a Battle Sovereign in a long time." Xiao Yan paid no attention to him. As the unusual sonic wave spread, he immediately sensed subtle tremors in his soul—clearly, the Scorpion Mountain was summoning something. And as thoughts flickered within his mind, a mighty aura, causing the faces of all present to pale in astonishment, gradually spread from the depths of the Wàn Xiē Gate, eventually enveloping the entire Wàn Xiē Mountain. Feeling the aura—slightly familiar—sharply intensified, the cold, murderous intent in Xiao Yan's eyes surged dramatically.