Han Feng stared at the group of Xiao Yan advancing steadily across the plaza, his expression stern—his eyes sharpening even more when he failed to spot the presence of the thousand-year-old elder, Qin Bai. "Xiao Yan, I never expected you to have the audacity to come here on your own, truly believing that all of us are mere straw figures?" Han Feng slowly stood up from his seat, his voice cold as he spoke. In the meantime, he subtly signaled to a powerful warrior from Mo Yan Valley beside him, instructing him to quickly summon Mo Yan Valley's guards. "My focus is solely on you, Han Feng, and Mo Yan Valley—no one else is involved. But should anyone else choose to intervene, I shall not hesitate to deal with them. Xiao Yan stepped forward slowly, one pace at a time, and the delicate rustling of his footsteps created a sense of pressure among the gathered attendees. Over the course of these recent turbulent events, Xiao Yan's reputation as a formidable figure had grown steadily throughout the Black Corner Region, and no one dared to underestimate this seemingly young man. Xiao Yan smiled faintly, his voice calm as he said, "When the Magi Valley first attacked the innocent students of the Canaan Academy, it was then that they came to realize their current resolve. Although the Canaan Academy does not relish bloodshed, it would never be foolish enough to show mercy to its enemies." Han Feng's eyes narrowed, a cold gleam and intensity surging within them. A powerful aura of combat energy swirled around his body, pressing so firmly that the sturdy tables and chairs before him cracked open with a series of crisp sounds. "It seems you've truly come with the intention of eliminating the Magi Valley today. Yet, I suspect your plan will have to change—with Mo Master and the Elder of the Eagle Mountain present, you won't be able to act so boldly. If you wish to avoid further conflict, then hand over Pu Di's Hua Ti Xian gracefully!" Han Feng said, his tone cold and commanding. Xiao Yan's gaze shifted slightly, settling on Mo Tianxing and the Elder of the Eagle Mountain, his tone remaining neutral, neither showing excitement nor displeasure. "Do Mo Master and the Elder of the Eagle Mountain intend to align themselves with the Magi Valley and As Xuanyin spoke, Suqian and Xiao Yixian behind him also took a subtle step forward, their eyes firmly locked onto Mo Tianxing and the Elder of Yingshan, as if ready to engage in a direct confrontation at the slightest disagreement. Xuanyin's sudden arrival clearly caught both Mo Tianxing and the Elder of Yingshan off guard. For Mo Tianxing, perhaps due to the circumstances involving the Elder of the Earth Demon, they had always been deeply wary—especially now, with Suqian and Xiao Yixian, two strong Douzong-level cultivators, firmly supporting them, their own aura had naturally weakened. "Master Xuanyin, the essence of Bodhi's Body Transformation has proven to be an extremely compelling offer for us. With Han Feng presenting it as such, we find it difficult to resist," Mo Tianxing gently stroked his beard, speaking slowly. "Should you agree to hand over the essence of Bodhi's Body Transformation, we will depart immediately. As for the matter between you and Han Feng, we will intervene in absolutely no way," the Elder of Yingshan said, his gaze steadily fixed on Xuanyin. Han Feng, standing by, heard the two elders' words and instantly felt a surge of anger. Their tone clearly indicated a hint of yielding—something ordinary might have been acceptable, but at this very moment, Han Feng needed their support to strengthen the alliance. Since they had already shown hesitation before Xiao Yan, it was certain that the other factions and powerful figures would likewise feel pressured and retreat. With this thought passing through his mind, Han Feng swiftly scanned the arena and indeed noticed that several strong contenders were deliberately shifting their gaze—clearly, the sheer strength and presence of Xiao Yan had made many feel hesitant to get involved. Regarding the remarks of Mo Tianxing and the Eagle Mountain elder, Xiao Yan remained silent. The Bodhi-Body Fluid, essential for helping Xiao Yi control the Devastating Poison Body, was something he absolutely could not part with. Thus, today, a fierce and possibly bloody confrontation seemed inevitable. Feeling the profound aura radiating from Xiao Yan's body, many people's faces subtly changed. Now that Xiao Yan had reached the six-star Emperor rank, combined with the effects of Burned Decree and the unique power of the异fire, his aura was strong enough to rival the peak of an Emperor-level master. Aside from a few individuals like Han Feng, everyone else felt a heavy pressure pressing down on their chests, as though a large stone were lodged there. Even Han Feng, Mo Tianxing, and the others were momentarily stunned by the even more powerful aura Xiao Yan now exuded—compared to his previous display. Upon closer examination, they realized that Xiao Yan had made subtle yet significant progress in just the past few months, though only a single star's advancement. Still, such a pace was remarkably impressive. A cold determination passed through Han Feng's eyes. He turned slightly, giving a subtle signal to his two senior companions, Jin and Yin. Noticing Han Feng's subtle gesture, the two elders, Jin and Yin, hesitated slightly before simultaneously leaping forward, landing lightly upon the plaza with a surge of powerful aura that effectively held back Xiao Yan's energy. They were well aware that Xiao Yan's true rank surpassed even theirs, though Xiao Yan possessed several exceptionally potent combat techniques. As long as Xiao Yan did not deploy those techniques, Jin and Yin were confident they could keep him at bay. Yet, their understanding of Xiao Yan dated back only to their encounters several years prior. Now, if they judged him with the same eyes, they would surely face significant challenges. "Master Xiao," the two elders bowed formally to Xiao Yan and coldly declared, "Today is the day when the Mòyán Valley invites its guests. Any guest who arrives without an invitation is requested to depart." Just as the two had finished speaking, a subtle rumble of thunder suddenly spread through the air. Instantly, a pair of slender hands gently settled upon the napes of their necks from behind. At the very moment the slightly cool hands made contact, their bodies stiffened abruptly, and a look of shock slowly solidified on their faces. "You two no longer have the right to speak to me in this manner," said a young face that gradually emerged from behind them. With a steady increase in pressure, he now only needed to exert a sudden force from his palm to snap their necks instantly. "That's... that's incredibly fast!" "How could someone at the Battle Sovereign level achieve such speed?" As the young figure in black robes appeared before the two elders—seeming to materialize as if by teleportation—the entire audience fell silent, and one after another, voices filled with awe broke forth. At this moment, Xiao Yan maintained the posture of tightly grasping the two elders, Jin and Yin. Behind him, a pair of bone wings spanning nearly a zhang in width slowly扇ed, each movement stirring a subtle rumble of thunder in the air, while a delicate whirlwind gradually expanded with every wingbeat. Once these "jade bone wings" were fully unfurled, Xiao Yan's speed surpassed even ordinary Douzong-level warriors. Moreover, since Jin and Yin were completely unaware of this, they were effortlessly subdued upon their first encounter—offering the onlookers a powerful visual impact that left them all deeply impressed. Under the subtle, ever-present killing intent radiating from behind, Master Jin and Master Yin felt cold sweat seeping through their foreheads. Their bodies were so tense that even the slightest tremor was impossible. They clearly sensed a hidden power swirling within Xiao Yan's palm—should that force be unleashed, they would surely perish without a single defense. "Xiao... Master Xiao," Jin elder swallowed hard, his voice trembling, no longer holding a trace of his earlier composure. The thunderous assault Xiao Yan had delivered left an indelible impression on them. Only now did they realize that Xiao Yan had, in fact, already surpassed them in every way. In fact, neither of them realized that, had it not been for their own carelessness and lack of preparedness, even with Xiao Yan's astonishing speed—comparable to that of a Cultivator—there would have been no way for him to subdue them within such a brief moment. Ultimately, it came down to these two elders being simply too careless. "Such fools! They knew Xiao Yan was no ordinary Cultivator, yet still dared to act so casually..." Han Feng's face tightened as he shook with frustration. He had never expected the two elders, Jin and Yin, to be so easily defeated on their very first encounter. Now, wasn't that precisely the opportunity Xiao Yan had been waiting for—to impress the entire assembly? Even he found himself muttering a sharp internal rebuke. Beneath the seats, both Mo Tianxing and the Eagle Mountain elder were frowning, intently observing the pair of jade bone wings behind Xiao Yan. With their keen eyes, they clearly saw that Xiao Yan's astonishing speed stemmed precisely from the effect of these bone wings. Moreover, they were certain that during their last encounter, Xiao Yan's speed had still been far behind his current performance. Mo Tianxing stared intently at the wings, which seemed somewhat familiar. After a moment, he suddenly recalled—they were exactly the bone wings Xiao Yan had obtained from the corpse of a beast during the auction! He had never expected that a beast corpse initially deemed insignificant would be transformed into such a remarkable asset by Xiao Yan. In that case, this transaction had truly turned out to be a major loss for him. "Damn it! I've been outplayed by this kid!" With his eyes fixed on the wings, all Mo Tianxing could think about was this single thought.