The tri-colored flame lotus rotated slowly within Xiao Yan's palm, and with each turn, black spatial fissures spilled out around it, casting a chilling sensation. As soon as the lotus appeared, everyone could clearly feel the energy of the realm instantly becoming turbulent, with temperature rising rapidly. This extraordinary phenomenon immediately caused everyone's faces to pale, even Tang Zhen, whose eyes widened in astonishment. There was a sense of terrifying, almost destructive power hidden within the enigmatic tri-colored flame lotus—one he vaguely recognized. "Wait... is this the power of the strange fire?" Thoughtfully, Tang Zhen's eyes narrowed suddenly! The elder Wu Chen, as a direct witness, also saw his expression shift upon the emergence of the flaming lotus. Being the closest, he felt the devastating force within the lotus most profoundly. Beneath this exquisite tri-color flame lotus, the third senior of Burned Flame Valley, for the first time, displayed a look of sheer disbelief—no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't comprehend how a mere one-star cultivator like Xiao Yan could manifest such a terrifying power that even he found staggering. "Impossible!" His eyes flashed rapidly. After a moment, he clenched his teeth, a determined glint passing through them. While Xiao Yan's flaming lotus was indeed formidable, Wu Chen's own Too-Yi Fire-Loft Palm was no mere novice—it was a force to be reckoned with. The outcome of this contest remained far from certain. No doubt, Wu Chen is a seasoned veteran, a true master of composure. At this very moment, instead of being daunted by the flaming lotus, he surges with even greater determination. He knows clearly that at such a juncture, advancing still offers a chance of victory; retreating, however, would mean certain defeat. Whether or not he reaches his tenth round, a single misstep—mere exposure to the exquisite tri-color flaming lotus—could leave him utterly disheveled. With this thought flashing through his mind, the intensity of Wu Chen's gaze deepens. The vast surge of his internal qi roars forth like a flood, blazing red across his massive palm. Within his palm, a mysterious, deep crimson seal glimmers faintly, its brilliant light forcing many nearby spectators to swiftly close their eyes. "Tao Yi Fire Luo Palm—Fire Luo Encompassing Heaven and Earth!" "With a powerful roar, Wu Chen's inner momentum surged dramatically. His two palms expanded like lightning, growing to a width of several zhang within just one breath, appearing from a distance as if a luminous lampshade radiating intense brilliance. As the roar echoed, the strange deep-red symbol in his palms also expanded, its contained surge of explosive energy growing increasingly dense!" "The Third Elder had actually deployed the strongest Fire Luo Seal from his master technique, the Taiyi Fire Luo Palm..." Gazing at Wu Chen's palm now swelling with power, waves of exclamations erupted around the open space. No one had expected that such a mere ten-round trial would escalate into such a direct and fierce confrontation. All knew that Wu Chen had now drawn upon the full strength of his Eight-Star Battle Sect, yet the one who had initiated this entire effort was merely a young prodigy of only One-Star Battle Sect status. This scene left many feeling momentarily stunned—how could the gap between One-Star and Eight-Star be so profound, something that ordinary practitioners could hardly comprehend? Despite the sudden surge of fiery brilliance above his head, Xiao Yan's expression remained unchanged. He had long held a deep aversion toward Wu Chen. Throughout the ten rounds, the latter had consistently denied him even the slightest chance—no matter how much strength that required from Xiao Yan. His sole intention had been to ensure that Xiao Yan did not successfully acquire the Heavenly Fire Triple Transformation. Acting at crucial moments, often with decisive and powerful moves—had萧炎 lacked such means, his fate would undoubtedly have been dire. This, in fact, was the very reason that drove萧炎 to summon his Triple-Colored Flame Lotus with full determination! If you wish to see me suffer, then you shall also bear the cost! A fierce intensity flashed in his dark eyes as he sharply snapped his hand, and the exquisite Triple-Colored Flame Lotus burst forth. As the Lotus shot out, Wu Chen roared in fury: "Tianyi Fire Luo Seal!" With the roar, the strange deep-red seal glowing on his palm surged brilliantly, then, in a sudden tremor, detached itself from his palm and transformed into a stunning arc of iridescent light, surging downward with such powerful energy that it vibrated the very space around it. The radiant arc and the Triple-Colored glow passed swiftly, barely a moment apart, and under the watchful eyes of countless onlookers, they collided like two celestial meteorites, each brimming with overwhelming force, at the very heart of Wu Chen and萧In. At the very instant of the collision, it seemed as though even this realm itself grew silent, and the expressions on countless faces appeared to freeze in that moment. BOOM! This eerie stillness lasted only a few breaths before a surge of energy—so powerful that even the strongest Dou宗 cultivators were struck with fear—erupted suddenly from the point of impact, forming like a lightning flash. "Plush!" As the energy storm first emerged, the swiftly rotating energy tail struck fiercely against Xiao Yan and Wu Chen's bodies. Both were knocked back with tremendous force, spitting out blood as if struck by a blow, then flew backward like wind-blown kites, crashing to the ground and leaving a deep gouge over a hundred meters long before finally coming to rest. The two were hurled backward, while the terrifying energy storm grew ever more immense, its flames blazing so fiercely that not only did the temperature of the realm soar, but the very energy within it became agitated and turbulent. At such a moment, no one dared to draw in the energy without hesitation. The colossal energy storm spanned a hundred zhang, resembling a hurricane spanning the heavens and earth. The fierce, overwhelming pressure radiating from within the storm caused every person present to gasp in awe. The open space outside the hall had been nearly completely pulverized by the shockwaves, and the successive energy surges spreading outward from the storm reached even the distant forests, where several massive trees were severed right through their trunks. Before the grand hall, including the second elder, all the elders of Burn-Flame Valley took a deep breath of cold air. They could feel that even they, should they be pulled into that terrifying energy storm in the sky, would likely not only survive but would be left with skin peeled off. Tang Zhen's expression was serious—no one had expected things to escalate this far. What began as a mere test had now evolved into something that seemed determined to destroy the entire Burn-Flame Valley. "If we don't stabilize this mess soon, Burn-Flame Valley will surely be left in disarray," Tang Zhen murmured after a quiet wait. He then sighed slowly, his gaze lightly drifting toward the second elder beside him. Under the gaze of Tang Zhen, the Second Elder also trembled, then broke into a broad smile of苦笑. He knew that today’s matter had surely roused Tang Zhen to his core, yet as a senior elder, he couldn’t simply ignore it—after all, the Tianhuo Sanxuan Transformation was no ordinary occurrence. Tang Zhen paid no attention to the Elder’s wry expression, slowly stepping forward with his foot. As the space warped, his figure seemed to materialize instantly before the vast energy storm in the sky. With a gentle stroke of his fingertip across the empty space before him, a massive spatial black line emerged. Then, he extended both hands into the black line and pulled with sudden force. Tang Zhen extended his palm toward the immense energy storm, clenched his fist suddenly, and to everyone's astonishment, the rapidly rotating energy storm gradually slowed and came to a halt. Then, it was forcefully propelled and sent straight into the dark fissure. Having subdued the energy storm, Tang Zhen exhaled a long breath, steadying his slightly trembling hands and folding them into his sleeves. He was well acquainted with the Taiyi Fire Luo Palm, and it was impossible for it to generate such a formidable energy storm. Therefore, it must have been the mysterious fire lotus that triggered this phenomenon. "Xiao Yan truly is no ordinary person—he has managed to unleash such powerful potential from the unique flames. In our Burned Flame Valley, we have controlled the Nine Dragon Thunder Palm for many years, yet never achieved such mastery. This young man is truly exceptional." With a soft sigh, Tang Zhen felt a deep sense of admiration for Xiao Yan's talent. Yet, upon reflection, he realized that Xiao Yan's achievements likely stemmed from having a dedicated master. A touch of disappointment then flickered in his eyes. Perched in the sky, Tang Zhen swept his gaze over the ground below, pausing at the spot where Xiao Yan and Wu Chen had landed. Now, both of them had struggled to rise, their bodies weary, and as they stared at each other across the distance, a palpable tension hung between them. Xiao Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face slightly pale, yet more prominently glowing with a vibrant intensity. The three-colored fire lotus had previously been unable to overcome an Eight-Star Conclave cultivator, but now it had proven sufficient—this meant he now possessed yet another tool in his arsenal against opponents of this caliber. Tang Zhen turned his gaze toward Xiao Yan, offered a gentle smile, and softened his tone. "Since Wu Chen has lost, according to the agreement, the Heavenly Fire Triple Transformation should now be yours. Congratulations."