Two figures cloaked in black robes stepped through the void and gradually settled at a distance from Xun'er. The leading figure slightly raised his head, revealing a pale young face—none other than Hun崖, the spirit clan's Hun崖! "Hun崖, you truly have boldness!" Xun'er stared at Hun崖 with a cold gaze, speaking slowly. "Hah, what's so bold about it? Your status holds no weight with me. In fact, I'm quite curious—should one of your noble descendants, bearing divine lineage, meet an unexpected fate, how would the ancient clan react?" Hun崖 smiled, his voice cold and composed. "Only you?" Xun'er's golden flames within her eyes flickered gently, and she spoke calmly. "I know it's been challenging to deal with you, so this time, my target isn't you—nor is it merely you. It's him." The spirit cliff smiled, yet his fingers suddenly snapped toward Xiao Yan, who was closing his eyes to break through his current stage. With a cold voice, he added, "As early as a month ago, I've already detected your two figures through my spirit eyes. However, I didn't have the right moment to act. Fortunately, that moment has finally arrived." Xun'er scoffed, "Try then!" "As you wish," the spirit cliff replied, a faint coldness spreading across his pale face. "Spirit Li—join me. Let's eliminate her!" "Understood." At these words, the black-robed figure beside the spirit cliff slowly nodded. He pulled his cloak from his head, revealing a face etched with numerous wounds. Amidst those scars, his gaze remained calm and unyielding, fixed on Xun'er, untouched by the latter's breathtaking beauty. "Likely, Miss Xun'er has heard of Spirit Li as well?" Heh, over the years, the ancient and spirit clans have been engaged in secret struggles, with numerous ancient clan masters falling at his hands—of course, the injuries he bears are also gifts bestowed upon him by those very same opponents. "I know you're exceptionally strong," said Hunc崖, smiling gently at Xun'er, "but I'd like to see just how well you can withstand the combined power of two Eight-Star Battle Sovereigns." Xun'er's face remained calm and composed, showing no trace of emotion in response to Hunc崖's words. She slowly rose from the massive stone, golden flames instantly swirling around her eyes. "Boom!" As the golden flames encircled her gaze, the man named Hunc-Li suddenly planted his foot firmly on the ground, and in a flash of lightning speed, appeared directly before Xun'er. With a cold, piercing aura, he drove his fist straight into her long, delicate neck without any flourish. Faced with Houn Li's relentless assault, Xun'er's eyes grew cold. With a hand movement swift as lightning, she struck hard as his fist was still about to make impact, pressing firmly against it. "Boom!" The collision sent a powerful gust of wind that shattered the massive stones beneath their feet. Houn Li staggered back two steps, slightly gaining the upper hand, yet instead of showing anger, he smiled faintly—a sickly, almost feverish expression. With a sudden shift in stance, he surged forward once more, his attacks now more frenzied than ever, the force of the wind so intense that it caused the very space around them to warp and twist rapidly. Despite Houn Li's fierce onslaught, Xun'er subtly adjusted her footwork, fluidly deflecting each sharp blow. Each time her delicate hand touched Houn Li's body, he shuddered noticeably. On the field, although Houn Li appeared to be launching a vigorous offensive, the overall rhythm was clearly being guided by Xun'er. It was as if a furious bull, charging wildly, its movements resembling fluttering butterflies—seeming powerful, yet failing to pose a significant threat. After once more repelling Houn Li with a palm strike, Xun'er suddenly turned around, grasped her jade hands, and instantly launched a golden flame that surged forth like a whip from her sleeve. At the very moment the golden whip shot out, ripples spread through the space, and a dark, serpentine chain, exuding a dense, eerie coldness, emerged from the void, sweeping across before colliding forcefully with the whip, emitting a sharp, hissing sound. "Hehe, no wonder you're a bearer of divine lineage—the sensitivity is truly remarkable..." At the end of the dark chain, the figure of Hún Cliffs materialized, a cold laugh escaping his lips. With a sudden opening of his mouth, a massive black dragon surged forth, roaring with a piercing, mournful cry that shattered the space and charged straight toward Xun'er. Upon closer inspection, one would notice that this black dragon was actually composed of countless intertwined soul bodies—the mournful roar was simply the collective sound of countless sharp, desperate cries gathered together. "Baseball tactics!" Xun'er's eyes grew cold as she gazed at the surging black dragon. Just as she prepared to act, a fierce, sharp gust of wind erupted suddenly behind her. Without turning around, she knew instantly that Hún Lì had launched another assault. Facing two masters of eight-star Duozun strength, even Xun'er's柳margins slightly tightened. With a subtle point of her foot on the ground, her body surged upward, transforming her hand seal. A thick, golden flame erupted suddenly from within her, spreading out in an overwhelming surge, then coalescing into a colossal flame hand nearly a hundred meters in span, which she swiftly extended toward the dark, black dragon. The two collided, and a terrifying gust of wind surged forth like a storm from the heavens, thinning the dense energy mist within a hundred paces. The hazy vision became noticeably clearer. "Hmph!" With the wind sweeping past, Houn Li emitted a deep, rumbling exhalation, retreating swiftly through the void on his feet. The rugged, scarred face of his visage grew faintly pale. Though Houn Li was pushed back, Li Xun herself was also momentarily staggered, retreating half a step. A subtle numbness tingled in her jade hands—clearly, Houn Li was no ordinary opponent, and it was precisely because of that he had driven her to this point. "Houn Li," Li Xun said, gripping her hands tightly, her cold gaze fixed on Houn Li, "I believe you two have decided you won't make it out of the Ancient Realm alive!" "Hehe, that doesn't need Miss Xun to worry about..." Houn Cliffs chuckled darkly, his gaze suddenly shifting downward, where Xiao Yan was seated in meditation, his aura pulsing more and more intensely. "In the short term, he can't be killed. It seems we'll have to deal with Xiao Yan first." Through these several encounters, Houn Cliffs had gained a solid understanding of Xun's capabilities. He knew that even with himself and Houn Li united, while they could hold their own against her, they couldn't seriously injure or defeat her. But now, with Xiao Yan in a state of breakthrough, if he could successfully make it through, they would face a real challenge—though Xiao Yan was only a six-star Battle Sovereign, Houn Cliffs, having witnessed his battle against the ancient beast, recognized that his actual combat strength far exceeded his official rank. "Houn Li, go take out Xiao Yan. I'll hold him off!" Hearing Hún Cliffs' roar, Xun'er's cheeks flushed with apprehension, and her body flickered as she swiftly darted toward Xiao Yan's position. Yet, before she had traveled far, a series of sharp, tearing gusts erupted behind her. Turning slightly, she saw countless sharp black chains pouring down upon her like a downpour—each chain capable of effortlessly piercing the defenses of a Dou Zun-level warrior. With such overwhelming numbers converging, even she could hardly ignore them. "Hún Cliffs, dare you harm him? Then this Tian Mu shall be your tomb!" Facing Hún Cliffs' sudden, fierce assault, Xun'er turned once more, her golden flames sweeping out, shattering the chains with a series of sharp clinks. "This woman has such strong power—should we face her alone, I wouldn't stand a chance..." Observing the black iron ropes that had instantly shattered, Huncai's expression subtly shifted. His gaze turned, and a cold smile curled at the corners of his lips. At this moment, Hulí had already swiftly ascended onto the massive stone where Xiao Yan was practicing. Xu'er had noticed Hulí's movement immediately, her eyes blazing with a sharp, deadly intent. With a swift flick of her sleeve, a golden spear radiating an incredibly potent energy burst forth from within, aimed straight and fiercely at Hulí's body. Yet, facing such a powerful assault, Hulí remained expressionless, as if completely unperceiving. The cold mist-filled fists pressed forward without hesitation, delivering a direct, forceful blow to Xiao Yan's head. It seemed that even if Hulí sustained serious injuries from Xu'er, he would still press on to claim Xiao Yan's life! At the sight of this, even Xun'er's cheeks turned pale, and then a cold, bone-deep madness surged deep within her eyes. However, as that madness erupted in Xun'er's gaze, Xiao Yan, seated upon the massive stone, suddenly opened his eyes, a cold smirk playing at the corner of his lips—almost reflexively—his right palm flashing out, swiftly striking the nearby Hun Li. "Great Heavenly Transformation Palm!" As the palm connected, a circle of black light, chilling to the core, burst forth from his palm with lightning speed. At that moment, the fierce Hun Li, whose face had been twisted with rage, finally showed a hint of astonishment.