A silvery flame surged forth from Xiao Yan's body, bursting into view amidst the crowd's stunned gazes, then instantly receded, darting back into his form with lightning speed. As this flame returned, an exceptionally powerful aura emerged, as if awakening, radiating steadily from within Xiao Yan. The space around him trembled under the weight of this overwhelming force. Standing motionless in the sky, Xiao Yan's face was flushed with intensity, his dark eyes obscured by a turbulent surge of energy—so violent that even Xiao Yan himself was deeply astonished. He had never anticipated that the combined energy of the three unique flames, when simultaneously unleashed, would reach such a level of turbulence. His fists struggled to gradually close, his body stiffening under the surge of internal energy, a stiffness that persisted for nearly a minute before gradually being adapted to by him. "How fiercely dominant the Tianhuo Sanxuan Transformation is...” As his body gradually adapted to this turbulent energy, even Xiao Yan couldn't help but take a steady breath of cool air. If not for the countless celestial treasures that had refined his physique over the years, he would have surely been overwhelmed—perhaps even killed outright—by the very moment the technique was first unleashed. "Hmph..." A warm exhalation escaped Xiao Yan's lips, the flush on his face gradually fading. The sharp pains in his meridians, caused by the intense flow of energy within his body, were also slowly easing. Over the years, Xiao Yan's body had undergone countless treatments with medicinal herbs and celestial treasures. If one compared only the physical strength of his frame, even some peak Douzong-level warriors would likely fall short of him. "It's no wonder Tang Zhen insisted on using the Three Transformations only when absolutely necessary—this truly proves to be true... " Xiao Yan gently clenched his hands, feeling the surging power within him, a subtle smile gradually forming at the corner of his lips: "Still, the sensation after enduring all this—indeed, it's extraordinarily exquisite..." According to Xiao Yan's own estimation, his current strength now likely reaches the level of a Seven-Star Battle Sect Master. That is, the Three Transformations of Heavenly Fire have essentially elevated his power by five star levels! A typical Burned Valley elder, if fully employing the Three Supreme Transformations of Heavenly Fire, might only enhance his strength by three stars. However, the Three Supreme Transformations of Heavenly Fire possess a particularly unusual characteristic—the amplification power depends entirely on the intensity of the flames. The stronger the burst of fire, the greater the strength enhancement. Currently, the three flames Xiao Yan is channeling are all extraordinary fires, revered as the sovereigns of a thousand flames. Thus, the amplification effect generated upon their full eruption is exceptionally formidable. Of course, while the enhancement is powerful, it comes with significant aftereffects. Fortunately, Xiao Yan's physical constitution is far stronger than that of an ordinary powerhouse; otherwise, merely this single eruption would leave him recovering for half a year—or even longer. Xiao Yan's transformation had also caught the attention of the two figures who had been standing in mutual vigil, neither having yet taken action—the Heavenly Fire Sovereign and the Heavenly Frost Monk. With a glance, the Heavenly Fire Sovereign smiled and nodded. Though even he found it difficult to grasp Xiao Yan's true reserves, he clearly understood that despite the latter's relatively young age, anyone who truly sought to eliminate him would face a formidable challenge. The Heavenly Frost Monk, upon observing Xiao Yan, slightly furrowed his brow, yet did not dwell on it. As long as Xiao Yan had not yet ascended to the level of Battle Sovereign, he saw him as posing no significant threat. In this gathering, the only figure truly worthy of the Monk's serious attention was the Heavenly Fire Sovereign himself. As for Xiao Yan, even if the Wu Protector were unable to handle him, others—such as the Heavenly Serpent and several elders from the Ice River Valley—would surely step in. He simply did not believe that a mere two-star Battle Sect master, no matter how powerful his secret techniques from the Burned Flame Valley might be, could truly defy the heavens. As for what was going on in that old man's mind, Xiao Yan naturally had no idea. After gradually adapting to the immense, furious energy within him, he once again grasped the Xuanzhong Chi and slightly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the Wu Guard, who stood not far away—his very black mist now frozen in place due to Xiao Yan's transformation—and the gloomy Tian She beside him. With a broad smile, Xiao Yan said, "Old man, I've already told you—today, I'm taking your life!" "Wu Hu Fu chuckled, yet as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed Xiao Yan's body subtly trembling. With Xiao Yan's gentle tremor, a cold sensation surged through Wu Hu Fu's heart. Guided by his years of sharp intuition, his body reacted instantly, retreating swiftly. Just as Wu Hu Fu had taken two steps back, the space before him suddenly rippled, and a spectral figure emerged—holding a heavy staff enveloped in emerald flame. The staff surged with a terrifying force that sent a shiver through his skin, and it thundered down in a furious strike. The staff skimmed past Wu Hu Fu's face, narrowly missing him, though the intense heat radiating from it instantly flushed his complexion. The strike missed, and Wu Hu Fu hurriedly retreated, beads of cold sweat forming on his brow. His back was drenched in sweat; had it not been for his swift reflexes, he would have been crushed into pulp by Xiao Yan's staff right then. "This youngster has become astonishingly swift after employing his secret technique—so fast that even I can't keep up..." A bead of sweat rolled down, and the Wu protector grew increasingly indignant, murmuring angrily, "I won't believe it today! Even Diao Chen couldn't escape my grasp. How can you, a mere junior, possibly overturn the situation!" As he finished speaking, his hand seals shifted abruptly, and a sound of rushing cascades filled the air. From the black mist, countless dark chains surged forth, spreading out in all directions—resembling an immense, sprawling web of black spider silk. The Wu protector stood at the very center of this vast network, as if a celestial demon himself. A deep, resonant cry echoed from within the black mist, followed immediately by a continuous stream of black silhouettes emerging with piercing shrieks. As these silhouettes appeared, they adhered to the scattered black chains, and with each attachment, the chains seemed to open like monstrous mouths, swallowing the figures whole. Instantly, an eerie black glow enveloped the chains. A dense black mist stirred, and a cold, resonant voice echoed. From the vast black serpent's immense serpent's eyes, tangible tendrils of black serpent surged forth. With a powerful sweep of its colossal tail, the space itself was cleaved, and the serpent surged forward like a lightning bolt, aiming directly at Xiao Yan. As the one-foot ruler descended, Xiao Yan's face grew cold. Changing the technique, a sharp, piercing ruler beam surged forth, sending several elder heads of the Ice River Valley shivering with its intensity, striking the black serpent once more. This time, some of the black chains erupted in piercing cries, cracking and splintering. Xiao Yan closed the distance to the colossal serpent, which, under the control of Wu Fu, responded with a counterattack. With a wide opening of its massive maw, thick black mist surged out, carrying with it countless sharp, wailing cries that pierced the soul. "Boom!" The black mist surged forward, yet Xiao Yan's advancing form remained unbroken. A vibrant green flame erupted from within him, forming a blazing curtain before him. Upon contact with the flame, the thick black mist instantly released hissing white steam and was completely extinguished. With ease deflecting the black serpent's attacks, Xiao Yan flashed forward and materialized before the creature. He flipped his hand, storing the heavy staff within his storage seal, then swiftly formed hand seals with both palms, brilliant crystal glimmers rapidly coalescing. "Mountain-Opening Seal!" His hand seals paused, his gaze cold. With a sudden surge of power, his left palm struck the black serpent's forehead with resolute force. The chains on the serpent's forehead burst anew, releasing streams of cold, dark energy. As his left palm pressed down, Xiao Yan drove his right palm forward. "Sea-Inverting Seal!" Left palm opening mountains, right palm turning seas! Thanks to the amplified strength from the Tianhuo Sanxuan Transformation, the first two seals of the Di Yin Decision were executed in a single, seamless performance—such mastery was truly remarkable. Should Xun'er have witnessed it, she would surely have been awestruck. The Sea-Inverting Seal, bearing immense force, struck the giant serpent's head with thunderous impact, sending out a resonant boom. "Boom!" The colossal body of the serpent gradually stiffened, and then, after a moment, a deep, resonant voice echoed. The serpent's body began to crumble slowly, fragmenting into countless broken chains, which burst apart with a series of piercing, agonized cries... The冥魂蟒, painstakingly coalesced by Master Wu, had completely collapsed under the relentless onslaught of Xiao Yan's fierce techniques. Xiao Yan's fierce smile gradually spread across his face, and the lotus of fire in his palm surged forth like lightning, then forcefully pressed against the body of Wu, the protector, who stared in shock. "Boom!" The sound of thunder once again erupted!