The stream of light broke through the air, streaking like a meteor, appearing in the sky above Tianbei City in the blink of an eye, then solidifying into a slightly slender figure. Whoosh! Whoosh! Seeing this, Xiao Yan's lips curled into a cold smile. With a flex and a curl of his hands, a surge of vibrant green flames erupted violently, reaching scorching temperatures that instantly vaporized rainwater and metal over a radius of several dozen zhang. With quick finger snaps, the green flames split into numerous serpentine forms, surging forth in overwhelming numbers. The fire serpents formed by the Lüli Lianxin Flame moved with exceptional speed, appearing suddenly before the wind and thunder hall's elite warriors. The intense heat left them stunned, barely having time to react as the serpents darted like lightning, their tails sweeping with decisive force and striking solidly against the warriors' chests. Immediately, a series of groans echoed through the air, and numerous figures plummeted from the sky, landing on the ground, clutching their chests and gasping in pain. Seeing Xiao Yan effortlessly push back over a dozen strong contenders from the Fenglei Pavilion—equivalent to the Dou Wang level—remarkable murmurs of astonishment rose throughout Tianbei City. Such composed mastery was something even seasoned Dou Huang强者 had not achieved. It seemed that in just a few days, Xiao Yan had grown even stronger. "The Fenglei North Pavilion personnel aren't much to write home about. The rest of these lesser figures may as well stay behind. Senior Monks, if you wish to capture me, Xiao Yan, then come and do it yourselves." Gazing at the three elders who had materialized mid-air, Xiao Yan's eyes slightly narrowed. The aura of these three was nearly stronger than that of Shen Yun—by his estimation, they were all likely Five-Star Domain Conquerors, and particularly the elderly man with silver eyebrows present at the moment, whose aura seemed to have reached the pinnacle of Five-Star Domain Conqueror rank. Having three Five-Star Domain Conquerors make their move at once—this was a strength drawn from the Northern Pavilion alone. If all four pavilions came together, what would their combined power be? Indeed, the Fenglei Pavilion's status as one of the leading forces in the Central Region was no mere title. "That was entirely his fault—no one could blame anyone else..." Xiao Yan said calmly. "You possess the Three-Thousand-Thunder Technique and have slain one of our Wind-Thunder Northern Pavilion elders. This offense cannot be forgiven. Considering you are still a junior, we'll take you back to the Wind-Thunder Northern Pavilion. Perhaps, under the Pavilion Master's mercy, your life will be spared." An elder dressed with streaks of lightning across his robe coldly declared. "Once you're there, your chances of survival might truly vanish..." Xiao Yan smiled. "There's no need to waste words on this young man. Simply seize him now. The Pavilion Master has stated that anyone who kills a Wind-Thunder Pavilion member must pay a price—capture them, weaken their qi completely, and imprison them permanently beneath the Northern Thunder Tower, so that outsiders will know that in the future, anyone wishing to act against our Pavilion will have to consider the consequences carefully!" Another elder, clad in green robes, his eyes flashing with cold intensity, spoke firmly. Hearing the fierce words of the elder, Xiao Yan's face gradually grew colder. To have his Qi power extinguished and to be permanently imprisoned—both were utterly terrifying punishments. With a wave of his hand, the Earth Spirit Puppet materialized and stood beside Xiao Yan, his gaze hollow and unwavering. He fixed the elderly man in the green robe with a cold, frosty stare, and remarked, "If you wish to extinguish my Qi power, then you'll first have to prove you have the right qualifications!" The appearance of the Puppet caused the faces of the three Wind and Thunder Hall elders to shift subtly. The elder with the long eyebrows studied him carefully and nodded slightly, saying, "Indeed, this is a Daoist-level Puppet—such a treasure, even our Wind and Thunder Hall has never possessed. I didn't expect you to have such fortune. Still, this alone is not enough to secure your life." "It's not enough," Xiao Yan said, his fingers gently tracing the snow-white Storage Ring. "Then, here it is!" As he spoke, a mighty surge of soul energy flowed once more through his arms, cascading into his body like a tide, surging wildly and powerfully. With the surging influx of that vast soul power, Xiao Yan's aura began to soar wildly, rising amidst the stunned gazes of the entire city. The overwhelming presence swept across the sky, even causing the torrential rain to momentarily stall. Only when Xiao Yan's pair of dark eyes once again transformed into serene silver did the surge of his aura gradually subside. "Is this sufficient?" Xiao Yan, with his silver eyes fixed upon the three elders—Feng Lei, Dian, and Tian—spoke calmly, yet his voice resonated as if echoing deep within the very souls of the listeners. "As Hong Tianxiao predicted, you have achieved a remarkable surge in your strength. Your aura now reaches the peak of the Seven-Star Soul Conductor level, nearing Eight-Star caliber. Moreover, this power is exceptionally pure soul energy—indicating that you must possess a powerful soul body within you. Without such a foundation, it would be impossible for you to attain this level." The elder with the long brow gazed intently at Xiao Yan, his voice low and steady. Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes. This old man had an exceptionally sharp eye—he had immediately discerned the source of his strength, and was far more seasoned than Shen Yun. "With such power, it's truly formidable; that explains how he managed to defeat Shen Yun. Yet today, you may not necessarily succeed in leaving Tianbei City." The elder spoke calmly. "Hong Tianxiao, the puppet—entrust it to you." "Haha, Elder Lei, rest assured. Once this battle concludes, the puppet will remain untouched in your conflict." A figure flashed into view from afar, finally hovering in the sky—Hong Tianxiao himself. Observing this, Xiao Yan furrowed his brows. This old man... Just as Hong Tianxiao appeared, a figure suddenly emerged within Han family grounds. However, as soon as that figure materialized, the elder's expression grew cold, and he coldly declared, "Han Fei! Should you dare intervene in today's battle, I guarantee you—Han family shall be utterly destroyed!" Hearing the commanding voice laced with cold, lethal intent, the figure suddenly paused, Han Fei clenching his fists, his eyes revealing a struggle. "Master Han, this matter between me and Fenglei Pavilion is solely ours—please do not intervene..." As he struggled, a quiet, gentle laugh from Xiao Yan drifted slowly through. "Brother Xiao Yan, it is truly a great privilege for the Han family to have the opportunity to know you!" Taking a deep breath, Han Fei raised his head, bowed to Xiao Yan with solemn dignity, then cast a fierce glare at the three senior elders of Fenglei North Pavilion, channeling his full rage, before turning and stepping into the Han family. "Fenglei North Pavilion, Tian Gang Hall—take orders! Form the Nine Heavens Thunder Prison Array!" With Han Fei repelled, Elder Chang Mei's expression gradually grew cold. A sharp command echoed across the entire city. "Understood!" As the sound of the voice settled, reverent murmurs rose from all directions within Tianbei City, followed immediately by a series of sharp crackling sounds. Streams of lightning formed an octagonal pattern, precisely enveloping the area where Xiao Yan stood. The lightning flickered and then surged upward in a sudden surge, piercing through the dense layers of clouds. Instantly, a brilliant silver glow poured down, with countless lightning bolts descending like a dense network, tightly enclosing the space within a hundred paces of Xiao Yan.