Under the collective gaze of the audience, Xuankong Zi smiled slightly and then took a slow step forward, his eyes slowly sweeping across the sky before settling on that slender figure. "At this moment, old man has little to say. The Dan Thunder has dispersed. Therefore, please present your prepared pills to the gathering." Upon hearing Xuankong Zi's words, the十余 contestants still standing on the stone platform hesitated briefly, and then one by one, their round, luminous pills drifted gently from their hands, hovering before them. As these pills appeared, the fragrance of the pills in this realm instantly grew much more intense. Countless pairs of eyes followed the direction of the gaze. Suspended among the pills, there were nine that shimmered like night pearls. Though these pills—seven-grade premium pills—were visually striking and would typically draw considerable enthusiasm under ordinary circumstances—did not command particularly strong attention. For above these nine, five pills veiled in a faint mist hovered in midair. While seven-grade and eight-grade pills shared a similar appearance, even someone unfamiliar with alchemy could readily distinguish between them—the difference lay in their inherent spirit and vitality. Seventh-rank pills possess concentrated energy, yet they remain lifeless. Eighth-rank pills, however, have already developed their own spirit—such pills are truly called living pills or spirit pills. As soon as the five eighth-rank pills appeared, they gently separated from one another. Among them, the pills of Cao Ying and Dan Chen exhibited slightly weaker vitality, with faint wisps of spiritual mist drifting around their surfaces, gradually coalescing into the forms of a fox and a rabbit. Eighth-rank pills, indeed possessing spirit, are now clearly capable of forming their own shapes. Numerous eyes watched curiously at the five eighth-rank pills hovering in the air—this spectacle had been witnessed by many for the first time. Eighth-rank pills truly are extraordinary. Near the two pills of Cao Ying and Dan Chen, there stood three other pills that were already substantial in size. Among them, the pill of the Qinghua Elder had solidified into the shape of a bear, yet it showed no intention of contesting—instead, it calmly held its ground, knowing well that should a clash occur, it would not stand a chance against the two more aggressive ones. Within the encircling presence of these three eighth-rank pills, the pill of Mu Gu Elder, which had summoned four-colored pill lightning, radiated an abundance of spiritual energy, forming a fierce tiger-like form that continuously lowly roared at Xiao Yan’s Sheng Gu Rong Xue Pill, as though deeply unwilling to see its own prestige being claimed by the latter. "Shh!" However, before the tiger's roar had fully settled, an abundance of spiritual energy surged around the Shenggu Rongxue Dan, swiftly coalescing into a dragon about half a meter long. With a single tail swipe, it struck hard against Mu Gu's tiger-shaped pill, sending the latter emitting a series of mournful cries. It then retreated, tail tucked, drifting several meters away, unable to withstand the five-color pill lightning that had purified it—far beyond the reach of this fourth-rank pill lightning. On the raised platform, Xuankong observed the other pills, nearly crushed beneath the pressure of Shengguo Rongxue Pill, and could not help but smile. He then declared with clear resonance, "Pills are revered for their spiritual essence. Now, the most prestigious pill of this year's pill gathering has been born—and its owner... is the ultimate champion of this year's competition. He is, Xiao Yan!" Standing on the stone platform, Xiao Yan looked down upon the bustling square with a lofty demeanor, a faint smile playing on his lips. His gaze then drifted toward the sky, and in quiet murmurs, he thought to himself, "Master, I haven't let you down..." Cao Ying and the others watched Xiao Yan with admiration, now the latter undoubtedly the most radiant star of the scene. Champion of the Dan Conference—a title that signifies both experience and the pinnacle of strength. For every past champion, ultimately became one of the supreme beings of this realm. This alone made others realize the extraordinary potential hidden within the seemingly slender young man. Song Qing stared at Xiao Yan with a complex expression—filled with envy, yet more so with a sense of helplessness. Xiao Yan's recent performances had left him feeling defeated, so much so that even the desire to catch up seemed out of reach. "Damn it!" The most furious, naturally, was Master Mu Gu, whose reputation in the Central Plains was considerable. The champion he had just secured suddenly vanished, not only that, but was also mocked by Xiao Yan—how could he not be thunderstruck? Though enraged, Master Mu Gu found himself powerless at the moment, could only watch as the symbol of the highest honor—the champion's title—steadily settled upon Xiao Yan's head. "Young man, don't get too excited yet," he said, his voice low and steady, carrying clearly through the surrounding aura of energy. "I swear, I will personally settle this matter with you!" His eyes, slightly red with passion, spoke volumes. Xiao Yan merely smiled faintly, glanced at the Tian Yao Puppet beside him, and in his gaze, a sharp, unyielding coldness glimmered. Against Master Mu Gu, he already harbored an unshakable resolve for vengeance—once the matter of the Three Thousand Yan Fire was concluded, he would make this old man truly understand who would be the one to settle the score. Now that the Earth Immortal Puppet has evolved into a Heavenly Immortal Puppet, combined with Xiao Yi Xian and Tian Huizun, there are three Supreme Domain Masters standing beside him—such a formidable lineup makes it quite straightforward to defeat Mu Gu Elder. The thunderous, sustained applause, which had lasted nearly fifteen minutes, gradually faded away. Dantai had not truly engaged in any battle, yet across the continent, no one could doubt the formidable power wielded by this ancient force. Amidst countless admiring glances, Xiao Yan gave a subtle nod—regardless of whether he would ultimately become a leading figure of the Dantai, he would at least no longer have to hesitate. "As champion," said Xuan Kongzi, lifting his hand and producing an ancient scroll made of sheepskin. With a gentle palm motion, the scroll shot forward toward Xiao Yan, gliding swiftly under a beam of light. Upon hearing this, a spark of excitement flickered across Xiao Yan's face. Though he had now reached the eighth rank, if he wished to ascend further, he would need the art of soul cultivation. The incantation he had obtained from the embryonic spirit dust was brief and fleeting—sometimes useful, but utterly insufficient to propel him to a higher level. Therefore, this ancient method of soul cultivation was of utmost importance to him. He slightly curved his palm, precisely grasping the glow, and as the light dispersed, revealed the ancient vellum scroll within. With his palm resting upon it, a subtle, peculiar sensation arose within him. "Indeed, a fine treasure," he murmured internally, then smiled lightly. With this, he should be able to quickly stabilize his soul realm. Though he had long been curious about this soul cultivation technique, now was not the time to examine it closely. He flipped his palm, placing it into his storage relic, all while receiving numerous warm glances. Then, he turned his gaze to Xuan Kongzi, bowing respectfully to him. Seeing Xiang Yin's satisfied expression, Xuan Kong Zi smiled as well. Only after the thunderous applause gradually subsided did he say, "The champion has been decided. Two days from now, when the Stellar Domain opens, those who enter the top ten of the Dan Assembly will each have the opportunity to enter it and subdue the Three Thousand Yan Yan Fires!" As soon as these words left his lips, Xiang Yin, who had just regained a sense of calm, was instantly filled with an indomitable surge of excitement. After all, every effort he had made until now had been solely for the Three Thousand Yan Yan Fires! Now, at last, this legendary immortality fire was about to be witnessed. Of course, Xiang Yin was not the only one stirred—everyone else, including the Mu Gu elder, saw their eyes blaze with intense enthusiasm, clearly recognizing the immense appeal the Three Thousand Yan Yan Fires held for them all. Seeing the excitement flash across these individuals' faces, everyone knew that the grand Dan Conclave was now drawing near its conclusion. Yet the struggles had far from ended—this time, the focus of the contest was no longer the Conclave Champion, but the legendary Immortal Flame, the Three-Thousand-Yan Inflame Fire! Who would ultimately claim this extraordinary treasure?