It seemed as though an intangible spiritual force was desperately struggling within Xiāo Yīn's grasp, yet remained unable to escape the restraint of that single hand. Amidst the struggle, faint, furious, and venomous roars echoed faintly. Xiāo Yīn stared coldly at this spectral presence. Han Fēng, indeed, was a decisive individual—he had willingly sacrificed most of his spiritual energy, leaving only a slender thread to flee. This mere trace of spiritual power was barely perceptible even to an ordinary Douzong-level warrior. Should Xiāo Yīn not have been present, Han Fēng might very well have slipped away once again unnoticed. Before Xiāo Yīn, whose spiritual perception was exceptionally acute, Han Fēng's subtle maneuver was nearly invisible. In fact, the faint spiritual thread that seeped into the earth not only failed to conceal his movements but instead fully revealed his traces to Xiāo Yīn's awareness. A strand of emerald flame rose from his palm, enveloping the soul energy within it. Then, Xiao Yan retrieved a jade vial, tossed it into the flame, and with a simple gesture, a thin layer of fire formed at the vial's mouth. "After this is over, I'll treat you well, elder brother..." A cold, sharp smile curled at the corner of his lips. He flipped his hand, sealing the vial into his storage scroll. Only then did Xiao Yan raise his gaze, his steady eyes slowly sweeping across the once-thriving valley now reduced to ruins. As Xiao Yan's gaze swept across the area, the atmosphere instantly grew still. The black-angled domain's elite warriors and leaders who had come under Han Feng's invitation all felt a sudden jolt in their hearts, their eyes darting nervously, unable to meet Xiao Yan's gaze. They had clearly witnessed the battle unfold—two of the three esteemed Douzong-level warriors, if not three, had fallen to Xiao Yan's hands. Yet… these very three Douzong-level figures had all perished at Xiao Yan's hands. "Thankfully, I didn't commit to joining Han Feng back then, otherwise…" Many quietly wiped sweat from their brows, silently relieved. Xiao Yan's gaze lingered only briefly on these individuals before shifting to the elderly figure from E Jing Mountain. Noticing Xiao Yan's attention, the elder from E Jing Mountain felt a slight tightening in his chest, yet maintained a composed expression, his inner aura of combat energy flowing steadily, ready to act at any moment. "Master Ye, regarding today's matter, I can forgive the past, but I hope this won't happen a second time—otherwise..." Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with a glint of frost as he spoke, his tone steady and firm. Hearing Xiao Yan's quietly threatening words, Master Ye's face slightly tightened, yet before he could respond, his pupils narrowed. Suddenly, Su Qian and the Young Healer appeared silently before and behind him, their presence subtly anchoring him. With his own strength, even countering Su Qian, the Senior Monastery Elder, would have been a struggle; adding the even stronger Young Healer would leave him with no chance at all. As Master Ye's gaze flickered, his expression suddenly shifted again—because he noticed that Mo Tianxing had also moved subtly, just a few steps, sealing off his final escape route. "This old man is truly embarrassing..." Directly locked down by three Dao Sect cultivators, even the Ei Mountain elder couldn't help but feel a flicker of unease. With a face etched with age, he managed to force out a somewhat stiff smile and addressed Xiao Yan: "I must admit, I've underestimated Xiao Yan. Today's situation was actually prompted by Han Feng's advice. I hope you won't mind." The numerous cultivators present, witnessing Xiao Yan compelling one Dao Sect cultivator to utter such humble words, were all visibly impressed. Their gaze toward Xiao Yan, once filled with respect, now carried an even deeper sense of awe. Seeing the elder Yingshan in this condition, Xiao Yan smiled as well. After a series of intense battles, both he and Xiao Yixian had grown weary, their combat strength significantly diminished. If pressed into a full-scale struggle with Elder Yingshan, further complications might arise—especially here, with Mo Tianxing, who seemed like a man always shifting his allegiance. Though currently appearing to support them, if the clash between them and Elder Yingshan ended in mutual exhaustion, Mo Tianxing might very well step in and intervene. Therefore, directly driving back Elder Yingshan would undoubtedly be the most favorable course of action. "As he spoke, Elder Yengshan gave a cold glance to Mo Tianxing. Having been gently scolded by the elder, Mo Tianxing remained calm and smiled, saying, 'Old fellow, stop bothering me with your complaints. The essence of Bodhi's transformation has been in the hands of Xiao Yan, my young friend—how could I possibly be worried about it?' This remark not only drew a snort of disbelief from Elder Yengshan, but even stirred a subtle movement at the corner of Xiao Yan's lips. Indeed, this old man had a surprisingly thick skin. 'Heh, Xiao Yan, I have strictly adhered to our agreement and have not intervened in Han Feng's affairs. I wonder...' Mo Tianxing paid no attention to the thoughts swirling in the minds of those around him, and instead turned his smile directly toward Xiao Yan. Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan turned his gaze to Xiao Yi, nodded slightly, and then, with a graceful gesture of her jade hand, launched a jade bottle straight at Mo Tianxing. Upon seeing the object hurled toward him by Xiao Yishen, Mo Tianxing extended his hand, and a gust of wind surged forth, instantly seizing the jade bottle in midair. He then enveloped the bottle's surface with thick qi, carefully unwrapping the lid to reveal a portion of gray-brown medicinal powder inside. It was no surprise that Mo Tianxing handled the bottle with such caution—he had a good understanding of Xiao Yishen, knowing her mastery of toxic arts to be profound. A single lapse in attention might well mean she would claim her mastery over him. He had clearly witnessed the scene where Han Feng's body burst apart—though Han's severe injury played a role, the intensity of the poison was certainly not to be underestimated. Yet, the young physician paid no attention to his thanks. In her eyes, the man was overly shrewd and excessively insincere—truly unappealing. After sending Mo Tianxing away, Xiao Yan surveyed the surroundings, gazing at the now-ruined Mo Yin Valley, a cold smile playing on his face. This battle had utterly undermined the valley's reputation. With its headquarters destroyed, Mo Yin Valley would no longer possess the strength to stand firm in Black Angular Domain. As for the survivors, they would be handled by the Xiao family; these individuals would soon find themselves nowhere to go in Black Angular Domain. With a subtle movement, Xiao Yan appeared beside Xiao Li and the others. The surrounding powerful figures promptly bowed, their voices filled with praise and admiration. For these people, Xiao Yan responded with a gentle smile, then turned his gaze to Xiao Li. The latter smiled and murmured, "Don't worry—I've already arranged people stationed outside the Mo Yan Valley. Those who escaped from Mo Yan Valley won't make it." Xiao Yan nodded slightly. In a place like Black Angle Domain, charity was often discarded into the sewage ditch. Their grievances with Mo Yan Valley were essentially irreconcilable, and for the safety of their students during future training expeditions, certain threats had to be eliminated. While Xiao Yan and Xiao Li were conversing, Xiao Li also instructed his subordinates to welcome Su Mei and the others. As for the stronger individuals and factions who had previously maintained good relations with Mo Yan Valley and Han Feng, they quietly and willingly made their way out—knowing full well that Mo Yan Valley would no longer exist in the future. Of course, they harbored no intention of seeking revenge against Xiao Clan or Gan Nan Academy. Most of the leaders and champions from Mo Yan Valley had already perished, and who would willingly incur such costs against the Xiao Clan and Gan Nan Academy? After sending some personnel away, Xiao Li issued orders for everyone to search the ruins of the Magic Flame Valley—a long-standing power in HeiJiao Domain. Over the years, through its careful consolidation, the valley had amassed considerable depth, with numerous cultivation techniques, combat skills, weapons, and even many precious medicinal elixirs—resources that were truly eye-catching. Now that the valley had been eliminated, its accumulated treasures had to be seized; these assets would undoubtedly be a windfall for the Xiao family. In confusion, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly fell upon Zi Yan, who was standing by with her arms crossed, and he was momentarily startled. He then smiled and said, "I didn't even realize I'd forgotten you—finding treasures isn't precisely what you're best at, is it?" "Hmph. Now you remember me?" Zi Yan coldly responded, clearly dissatisfied that Xiao Yan had only just remembered her now. Seeing this, Xiao Yan sighed with a gentle smile, patiently encouraging her until a slight smile finally appeared on her face. Then, reluctantly, she closed her eyes. After a while, she slowly opened them, and with a swift movement, she darted toward the deeper part of the Mo Yan Valley. Xiao Yan, Xiao Li, and Xiao Yi followed suit immediately. The group trailed behind Zi Yan, moving through the long, winding tunnels of the valley. After a few minutes, the view ahead was gradually blocked by a stone wall overgrown with wild grass. Several figures gradually halted before this stone wall. Upon a quick glance, Xiao Yan and the others found nothing amiss, and thus turned their puzzled eyes toward Zi Yan. Seeing Xiao Yan and the others' confusion, Zi Yan beamed with satisfaction, then moved swiftly to a spot on the wall, clenched her small fist tightly, and struck hard. "Boom!" As stones scattered in all directions, a crack appeared in the wall. Zi Yan advanced again, her fist pounding with the force of a mountain-busting machine, steadily carving out a tunnel ten meters deep and long. Then, Xiao Yan and the others saw the dark, hidden cavern concealed behind the stone wall. Upon seeing the deep cavern behind the wall, Xiao Yan exhaled in relief, then shook his head with a sigh of resignation, and smiled wistfully.