"Crack!" Fei Tian surged forward like a projectile, driving with such force that at that very moment, the strength of his impact erupted forth—crack! The camp tent burst into countless fragments, scattering like leaves in the air before drifting gently downward. Today, the Bone Mountain Range is teeming with people, filled with countless figures. Even before Xiao Yan and his companions arrived with their fierce aura, many had sensed that something significant was about to unfold. Now, as the roar erupted, a wave of figures surged through the sky—within a blink, human silhouettes appeared all around the mountain peaks. Upon glancing at the mountain, they saw the camp tents violently shattered and cracked, and instantly, a wave of astonishment spread across their faces. The Fenglei Pavilion, though not the most prominent among the central plains' powers, had long been recognized as a strong force—indeed, it had the stature to claim and settle on a mountain peak as its base. Yet now, seeing such a bold and decisive display of strength, no one could help but be amazed and curious. As for the suddenly gathered onlookers surrounding him, Xiao Yan paid them no heed, his gaze fixed on the spot where the camp tent had exploded. There, standing with a沉沉 expression, was the Thunder Sovereign—someone he had previously known well. In his hands, he now clutched Fei Tian’s robe. Beside him stood two elderly figures dressed in animal robes, though neither of them spoke at the moment, merely observing with cold detachment. Master Lei frowned, slowly setting down the scroll he held. His voice, deep and resonant like thunder, was charged with an unmatched intensity of wrath. For years, the Fenglei Pavilion had been dominant and assertive, yet now a young disciple had dared to challenge them directly in such a setting. If this matter were to end without resolution today, it would truly be a devastating blow to their dignity. Though he spoke thus, the stir within his heart was no less profound than that of Fei Tian. He was well aware of Xiao Yan's capabilities from the beginning—back then, he had merely a young disciple who had only recently reached the Douzong level. In his eyes, such a figure had not been much more than a mere insect. Yet within just a few short years, that same young disciple had surged dramatically, now achieving the rank of Douzun! As a Master of the Thunder Realm, the Thunder Master naturally understood how difficult this step was to achieve. Though Fei Tian has now reached the pinnacle of the Douzong stage, it's not uncommon for someone to spend their entire life stagnating at this level if they lack sufficient opportunities. It was precisely because this step was so hard to attain that the Thunder Master felt such a profound shock upon first seeing the current state of Xiao Yan. "You're mistaken, Master," Xiao Yan smiled lightly. "Back then, it was merely a matter of the Wind-Thunder Pavilion disciple being outmatched—there was no connection to your magnanimity at all..." In Xiao Yan's eyes, the Thunder Master had once been an unassailable Master of the Douzong realm. Yet now, that once-unattainable level no longer held any sense of strength or mystery in his heart. The Thunder Master's face trembled, his anger growing more intense. "In these years, you've remained just as sharp-tongued and quick-witted. I urge you to leave at once. Considering the Wind Master's favor, I shall allow this matter to pass without further complaint to you, a junior." "Master Lei chuckled, saying, "You, the Fenglei Pavilion, have been freely targeting our Xingyin Pavilion members in front of so many people—was it all for the sake of Master Feng's face?" Xiao Yan smiled, his tone full of mockery, which drew a few quiet laughs from around the mountain peak. Master Lei clenched his fists slowly, his gaze fixed firmly on Xiao Yan, furious yet laughing in return, "Well, well! It seems you've come prepared today. Then I shall truly observe—how, with your mere attainment of Douzun rank, you manage to perform today?" "Not much—just recovering our Xingyin Pavilion's camp," Xiao Yan replied with a gentle smile, then stepped forward steadily. Purple-brown flames slowly spiraled around him, rising steadily and swiftly raising the temperature of the entire realm. "Then it shall be up to you to prove whether you have the credentials!" Master Lei laughed angrily, silver lightning flashing brilliantly over his body, countless electric serpents dancing in motion—so vividly, it seemed as though the Thunder God himself had descended, his presence commanding and awe-inspiring. Seeing these two, who had instantly become tense and confrontational, the crowd surrounding the mountain also grew animated. A battle at the Douzun level was truly something special. "Hehe, Xiao Yan is quite bold—daring to challenge the Thunder Sovereign himself..." "It seems he's come to settle scores. Wind-Thunder Pavilion forcibly drove out the members of Xingyun Pavilion and even injured some of them. I'm sure Xingyun Pavilion won't let this go, and I didn't expect them to arrive so swiftly." "This won't be an easy place to find a fight. Not only is the Thunder Sovereign personally overseeing it, but did you notice the two elders beside him? They are the chieftains of the Earth Tiger Clan and the Silver Moon Wolf Clan—vassal clans of the Heaven Phoenix Clan. Given the strong ties between Wind-Thunder Pavilion and the Heaven Phoenix Clan, do you think these two would simply stand by? With three Douzun-level warriors each at the peak of their two-star strength, this situation is truly sealed shut." "Though... the name Xiao Yan seems rather familiar." "Damn, how could it not be? Isn't he the young alchemy master who won the championship at the Dan Ta Dan Conference? I didn't expect him to have disappeared for over a year and now to reappear here!" Despite the suddenly eager glances from those around him, Xiao Yan remained completely unfazed. The deep purple and brown flames surged upward from his body. Back then, his presence had seemed utterly unchallengeable—now, however, they exerted no pressure at all. "Ah, young friend, all of today's events are misunderstandings. Master Fei Tian, though rather impetuous, unintentionally injured our guests. Moreover, Master Fei Tian has now been wounded by you. These incidents have effectively balanced each other out. Therefore, I kindly ask you to forgive this little matter—on behalf of my Great Earth Tiger Clan and the Silver Moon Wolf Clan—would that be agreeable?" "As the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, the elderly man who had remained silent throughout—dressed in a robe adorned with tiger patterns—finally smiled and spoke. Upon hearing the elder's words, the glow of lightning on Lei's body slightly softened, and he gently remarked, "Since the Earth Tiger Clan leader has spoken, I naturally must uphold the dignity of the occasion. This matter..." Faced with Xiao Yan's suddenly assertive and pressing demeanor, even the Thunder Sovereign and the two elderly figures clad in fur robes experienced a subtle shift in their expressions, their eyes growing colder. "Remarkable—defying three Sovereigns of Battle, displaying such boldness. Truly worthy of the Championship at the Dan Assembly..." Xiao Yan's unexpectedly warm and affable smile, so unlike his usual demeanor, startled the onlookers, who soon began to murmur appreciative applause. "I don't care how illustrious you are in the human world—here, in the Beast Domain, you have no room to act boldly!" the elder in the tiger robe spoke coldly, his voice steady. "Leave this place, and the matter shall be settled. Otherwise, even if the Wind Sovereign were present today, I shall make you, this young upstart, clearly understand what this realm truly is!" The other elder, with silver hair and a stern countenance, added, his tone sharp and resolute. And as his words settled, two vast streams of energy surged forth from within their bodies, instantly spreading like a storm, causing the surrounding强者 to pale and hastily retreat. Three Douzun-level warriors stood firm atop the mountain peak, their overwhelming pressure pressing down upon Xiao Yan and his companions like the weight of a great mountain. Faced with this crushing pressure, Xiao Yan slowly exhaled, then, under the watchful eyes of all present, took another two steps forward, his fingers still pointing toward the mountain's base, his voice low and resonant, echoing clearly in the ears of every person there. "One final time—roll down from here, or lie still!" As Xiao Yan's cold voice concluded, three concealed streams of terrifying energy erupted behind him without reservation. These three streams instantly shattered the incoming energy pressure, forcing it to dissipate. "Thud... thud... thud!" Faced with this sudden, terrifying surge of power, the three elders of Thunder instantly grew pale, retreating two steps in quick succession. "Four Elders of Battle?!"