Xiao Yan stepped out swiftly, and at once spotted a graceful figure standing at the far end of the quiet courtyard, her robes as white as snow. A gentle smile played on the woman's delicate face, utterly enchanting. "At last, you've returned..." Xiao Yan halted, gazing at the woman bathed in sunlight, momentarily stunned. Now, the young physician's snow-white hair had once again regained its original hue—thousands of strands of silvery hair cascaded like a waterfall, loosely flowing behind her, swaying gently with the breeze. "Are you not recognizing me?" The young physician gently stepped forward, approaching Xiao Yan slowly, her eyes soft with a gentle smile as she watched his dazed expression. "Your hair..." Xiao Yan murmured, then his gaze suddenly paused on the clean forehead of the young physician—there, a complex, pale gray mark stood out, resembling a seal or a symbol. "This is the site where the厄难毒体 (Eran Du Ti) resides. Now, all the Eran Du Qi flowing through my body has transformed into this symbol. Indeed, that elder master is truly extraordinary—he has genuinely devised a method to fully refine and solidify the Eran Du Ti body." The young physician lightly touched the symbol on her forehead with her jade hands, smiling. Xiao Yan nodded in understanding, then glanced over her form, before sighing, "From what I sense, your current energy flow must be stronger than even Tianhuo Master." "Seven stars, I believe." "Little Doctor-Healer smiled warmly, as if the complete relief from her toxic constitution had finally lifted the heavy stone in her heart. Her smile now carried a grace and lightness that surpassed her previous ones. 'Seven-Star Battle Sovereign,' she said. At this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but softly exhale. Seven-Star Battle Sovereign—considering that even Little Doctor-Healer has risen by three to four star levels, it was truly astonishing. For Xiao Yan, who had himself endured the effort of swallowing the rare flames to barely gain two stars, it was utterly bewildering. Why were all the people he knew so far so far from ordinary? 'In my earlier years, my body accumulated so much toxicity that the whitening of my hair was the clearest evidence. However, after practicing the technique left behind by that elder master, these accumulated toxins have become the very essence that fuels my progress. Without them, I simply could not have achieved such remarkable leaps,' Little Doctor-Healer said gently. Xiao Yan nodded with a sigh of relief. He was naturally delighted that the young healers and others had such remarkable fortune—indeed, their growth in strength could be seen as his own as well. Though the pace of their advancement sometimes seemed astonishing… in less than a year, nearly everyone had made significant gains and had reached a remarkably strong level. With this group of companions now, should they encounter the Nine Heavens Sovereign of the Soul Palace again, they would surely be able to defeat him! A seemingly five-star ranked fighter who can at any moment unleash a terrifying combat power that even six-star or seven-star强者 cannot match, combined with two six-star Battle Sovereigns and one seven-star-level厄难毒体, this lineup is more than capable of escaping even a direct assault from the Soul Palace—provided the enemy does not deploy a half-Saint-tier super powerhouse. Regarding Xiao Yan's decision, Xiao Yixian smiled gently and did not hesitate to oppose—she simply cherished the quiet support and presence he offered, standing behind her, quietly helping him with small tasks... The Ancient Race, this enigmatic and powerful lineage, has been passed down since ancient times. They possess talents that leave ordinary people in awe. What seems an arduous journey of cultivation to the commoner appears instead as a smooth, direct path leading to the heavens. With only modest cultivation efforts, they swiftly surpass their peers who toil tirelessly, eventually claiming all the accolades and honors for themselves. Because of all these factors, the ancient clans in the Eastern Realm are seen by many as enigmatic, and even in remote regions, some people regard them as deities—so fervent is their devotion that ordinary people find it hard to believe, for no one knows of any gods in this world... A massive black silhouette surged across the azure sky, racing past with astonishing speed, sweeping up gusts of fresh wind and generating a visible wave of air that spread out gradually. "At our current pace, we should reach the Eastern Realm by tomorrow. However, it's said that the entrance to the Ancient Realm is located within the heart of the Eastern Realm—a city known as Ancient Holy City..." Several figures sat steadily upon the massive body of the Nine-Deep Earth-Underground Serpent. The young physician held a map in her hands and addressed Xiao Yan before her. "Ancient Holy City, you say?" Xiao Yan nodded slightly. He had heard of this name—the city's reputation in the Eastern Realm was even greater than that of the Saint Dan City of the Dan Tower, for here lay the very gateway to the Ancient Realm. "Ancient Holy City is a strictly closed city, guarded by many powerful members of ancient clans. To enter the Ancient Realm, one would need an official invitation—without it, even a peak-level Battle Sovereign might find it impossible to gain entry," the young physician smiled. "But for us, this isn't really an issue. Within the Eastern Realm, many large cities are connected directly to spatial wormholes leading to the outskirts of the Ancient Sage City. As long as we use these wormholes, we'll be able to reach the Ancient Sage City. With no unforeseen incidents, we should be able to arrive outside the Ancient Sage City within five days." Xiao Yan nodded, turning his gaze to Qinglin and asked, "Everything's fine, isn't it?" "Indeed. There's not a single ripple of spatial disturbance within a hundred li. Our departure was sudden, and while the Hún Palace would like to track us at all times, it's proving difficult." Qinglin nodded slightly. Three small black dots slowly rotated within her eyes—any energy fluctuations within a hundred li radius would be captured and observed. With Qinglin serving as our scout, it would be extremely challenging for the Hún Palace to catch us off guard and strike against Xiao Yan and his companions. Hearing this, Xiao Yan also smiled and said, "Then let's move quickly..." As soon as the words were spoken, the massive tail of the Jiyou Di Ming Python swept powerfully, propelling its enormous body like a meteor across the sky, vanishing from sight at the horizon in a matter of moments... As they passed through the spatial wormhole, Xiao Yan and the others were somewhat surprised to find that the wormhole itself was exceptionally lively—streams of light frequently streaked across the space corridor, and even some powerful individuals were gliding through the air without touching the ground. The weakest among those Xiao Yan encountered still possessed the strength of a Douzong-level cultivator. Clearly, these people were all heading toward the Ancient Sage City. Yet, it remained unclear which factions they belonged to. Due to the diverse mix of travelers, Xiao Yan and his companions had not managed to exchange words with anyone. Amid this quiet journey, nearly five days swiftly passed. And as the fifth day of time approached, the Xiao who had kept his eyes tightly shut began to slowly open them, gazing steadily toward the far end of the silver spatial corridor, where the spatial energy surged with intense fluctuations, and a silver luminous orb gradually emerged, shimmering in and out of visibility. "Is it finally here?" Xiao breathed softly, exhaling a steady stream of air. Yet within his heart, a warm glow stirred—his vivid memory of that breathtaking, captivating beauty grew ever clearer. "Xun... I'm here." Once the young man who had once been utterly stunned by the mysterious race, now at last faced her directly.