Staring at the jade box now in his hands, Xiao Yan found himself momentarily stunned. He had merely reached out casually earlier, never expecting such a simple gesture would result in this object landing right into his hands. For a brief instant, he regained his composure and swiftly opened the box with a swift motion. There, suspended within it, was a jade-green bodhi essence that moved and pulsed as if alive. "Amidst the crowd's stunned silence, the Elder from Eyu Mountain merely smiled coldly, sneering. "By the gods, the immortal who refuses to die—there's clearly our sect's seal on the Bodhi essence of transformation!" Mo Tianxing was the first to regain his composure. At that moment, he roared. When the Elder from Eyu Mountain had first thrown the jade box, Mo had already used his thread of qi-seal to sense it—yet there had been no response. That was precisely why he hadn't acted then. But now—there truly was Bodhi essence of transformation inside the box. "When you revealed that the Bodhi essence of transformation had been tampered with, I had already secretly removed it. Do you expect me to suffer another defeat here?" the Elder scoffed, then glanced around the battlefield, chuckling. "Now that the items are no longer in my possession, you still hope to win? If so, I shall be more than happy to stay and see it through." "As soon as the old man from Yingshan finished speaking, everyone's gaze instantly turned toward Xiao Yan, who was holding the jade box—except for Xiao Yishen and Su Qian. The others' expressions were filled with a certain cold intensity. 'Xiao Yan, check it over—don't let this old man switch it!' Su Qian's eyes narrowed slightly. If the Bodhi Body Saliva in Xiao Yan's hands was genuine, then, given their current advantage, they might just manage to preserve it. But if it were a fake, not only would Xiao Yan have to bear the blame, but they'd also suffer a loss of both people and resources—something truly unwise. At the very instant Xiao Yan's jaw slightly moved, Han Feng suddenly surged forward, transforming into a streak of black shadow and shooting toward Xiao Yan with lightning speed. "Hmph!" As Han Feng began to move, Xiao Yan, who had been constantly alert to his surroundings, emitted a cold exhalation. A brilliant silver glow surged up his legs, causing his body to tremble. A fleeting silhouette remained in place, while his form materialized hundreds of meters away. Just as Xiao Yan's body appeared, two figures materialized beside him, shielding him from behind. Soon after, Zi Yan also soared in, and the four of them gathered together, gazing at the array of powerful figures stationed in the mountain pass, watching them with unwavering vigilance. "Hold them!" Han Feng's expression darkened as he waved his hand. Immediately, the various strong contenders from the Magi-Inferno Valley rose into the air and swiftly closed in on Xiao Yan and his companions. After a brief hesitation, Mo Tianxing also sneered, leading the warriors from the Black Emperor Sect from the opposite side to encircle Xiao Yan's group. Staring at the swift transfer of focus to the target, the old master of Ei Mountain gave a cold smile, yet he remained motionless, hovering in the sky as if watching a spectacle—seeming entirely unwilling to intervene. Upon seeing Han Feng and Mo Tianxing pressing forward, a cold intensity flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes. He then smiled calmly, "Mo Master, are you truly determined to act against us? If you'd simply take the role of a spectator, I shall personally present you with the Break-Realm Pill afterward. How does that sound?" "Just as Mo Tianxing was pondering, Han Feng suddenly coldly laughed. Upon hearing this, Mo Tianxing's face slightly tightened—Han Feng's words were indeed true. Currently, Xiao Yan's hesitation stemmed from the fact that both he and Han Feng were Dou-Zong-level masters. If Mo Tianxing remained passive, watching Han Feng fall to their combined forces, his own fate might not be much better. He simply didn't believe that, with Xiao Yan's cunning, he would willingly hand over such a precious medicine—Break-Dou Pill—without hesitation. 'If Master Mo still doubts, then Xiao Yan can present the pill to you right here—how about that?' Xiao Yan smiled, clearly sensing Mo Tianxing's reservations. Mo Tianxing was once again taken aback, a glimmer of interest now visible on his face. Yet, as he was about to speak, Han Feng furrowed his brow, his lips moving slightly, and the soft words, carried gently by the aura of his combat energy, quietly reached Mo Tianxing's ears. The sudden transmission caused Mo Tianxing's mouth, about to open, to close instantly. He stared at Han Feng with growing astonishment, then asked in surprise, "Really?" "If Master Mo finds this guarantee particularly appealing, why not give it a try? After all, the Magic Flame Valley is a well-established power within the Black Angle Region. Should I, Han Feng, fail to follow through, Master Mo may directly come to the valley to hold me accountable." Han Feng chuckled. Upon hearing this, Mo Tianxing hesitated slightly, then firmly bit down on his lower lip, saying, "Very well. I'll trust you this time. I hope you won't let us down afterward—otherwise..." "Master Mo, please rest assured. Honestly, even with my current strength, it's quite difficult to secure this item. With your assistance, the chances of success will surely improve considerably." Han Feng smiled. Mo Tianxing nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Xiao Yan, saying, "Mr. Xiao Yan, it seems we must apologize. The broken lineage pill, as Han Feng described it, is far from as compelling as he claimed." Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, smiled gently, "If Master Mo finds this former rebel worthy of trust, then Xiao Yan has nothing to say." "The offer was indeed tempting—worth taking a risk," Mo Tianxing said, licking his lips, his gaze slightly passionate. Seeing this, Xiao Yan fell silent. He didn't know exactly what Han Feng had promised him, but since he could overlook the breakthrough pills of the sect, the offer must have been extraordinarily compelling. With that in mind— "Then let's prepare for a great battle. Once we start fighting, no one knows who will ultimately prevail!" Xiao Yan took a deep breath, a surge of fervor blazing in his dark eyes, and spoke firmly. Su Qian, the young physician, and Zi Yan nodded slightly. Though the other side had many personnel, their own combat strength was generally far superior. "Ha ha..." Seeing that Mo Tianxing had successfully been drawn into their camp, Han Feng chuckled with satisfaction. Yet he did not stop there. His gaze shifted, landing firmly on the elderly master from E Mountain, who was watching the scene with quiet interest in the hollow of the mountain. If they could bring this elder into their fold, they would gain a decisive advantage—three Douzong-level warriors, combined with the strength of the two factions, would completely suppress Xiao Yan's group, leaving them with no room for resistance. Yet upon sensing Han Feng's gaze, the elder seemed to understand exactly what he intended. He laughed with a strange, amused tone and said, "Don't think you can pull me in. In this situation, I'd rather remain neutral. Go ahead and fight—make your best efforts. I shall not be joining in. Hah hah." "As he finished speaking, the old Ei-Shan suddenly turned around and, amidst the stunned gazes of everyone present, charged straight into the dense, misty mountains, vanishing without a trace. Xiao Yan shook his head slightly, saying, "I'm not sure, but right now isn't the time to dwell on this. Let's first deal with these people. We already have Bodhi's body-liquefying saliva in our hands—they won't give up." Upon hearing this, Su Qian and the other two nodded in agreement, adding, "Just a little longer—stronger members from Xiao's sect and Gan Nan Academy should be arriving soon. Then things will be much easier." As soon as Su Qian finished speaking, sudden gusts of wind erupted from the horizon, and then a large group of figures appeared before Xiao Yan and the others. "Finally here they are..." Feeling the familiar presence of those approaching, Xiao Yan and his companions exhaled in relief. Though they weren't afraid of the larger number of opponents, any disruption during the battle would have been troublesome. Now that their own strong forces had arrived, the situation had evened out. "Hmph. A bunch of scattered, uncoordinated troops—do you really expect them to hold their own?" The figures rushing in also caught Han Feng's attention. At that moment, he sneered, lifting his hand with a sharp, cold-spoken command that resonated across the heavens. "Su Qian and the woman are held by me and Master Mo. Fangyan, lead several strong warriors from Mo Yin Valley to capture Xiao Yan! As long as we secure the essence of Bodhi's body transformation, it doesn't matter whether they live or die!"