Beyond the Blood Pool, Xiao Xuan and Xun'er were intently gazing at Xiao Yan, their faces filled with seriousness and tension. "Xiao Yan, please, don't lose your composure..." Xiao Xuan clutched his hands tightly, murmuring softly to himself continuously. "Boom!" Under the steady flow of his murmurs, at a certain moment, an unusual deep resonance suddenly erupted within Xiao Yan's body. Immediately, both Xiao Xuan and Xun'er observed that Xiao Yan's complexion suddenly turned an intense, deep crimson, and as his face changed, his rapidly surging energy began to swiftly diminish. "Ah..." Feeling Xiao Yan's energy steadily waning, both Xiao Xuan and Xun'er exhaled in relief, glad that Xiao Yan had managed to remain calm under the allure of such powerful forces. Xiao Yan's aura rapidly diminished, dropping from the peak of nine-star to around six-star within just a few minutes. Of course, this six-star level was no longer comparable to Xiao Yan's earlier six-star stage—though the levels were the same, there existed a nearly qualitative difference. "This guy really presses hard... though it's supposed to rebound!" Xiao Xuan chewed on his lower lip, surprised that Xiao Yan had immediately reduced his aura from the peak of nine-star down to six-star. As soon as this thought passed through Xiao Xuan's mind, Xiao Yan's aura, now suppressed to six-star, began to rebound again—but this time, the pace of recovery was clearly controlled and slowed by Xiao Yan. Peak six-star... seven-star... peak seven-star... eight-star... nine-star... The aura gradually climbed, slowly rebounding back to the nine-star level, yet it never reached the peak of nine-star again. And as Xiao Yan's aura reached the ninth star, his face underwent another series of changes. The aura that had just surged was once again forcibly compressed by him, though this time, once it reached the peak of the seventh star, it could no longer be pushed down further. "The energy is too dense—there will still be some rebound... But this should be the final time," Xiao Xuan murmured, nodding slightly as he sensed Xiao Yan's aura rising and falling continuously. From the current situation, it was clear that all the developments were firmly under Xiao Yan's control, which gave him considerable reassurance. Xiao Yan's performance this time had truly satisfied him. Beside him, Xun'er smiled and nodded in agreement. Though the energy Xiao Yan absorbed was immense, it had also caused his internal qi to become somewhat floating, requiring multiple rounds of consolidation and compression before his internal qi could regain its usual solidity. "Glurp..." Continuous bubbles rose from the clear pool. After a brief period of stillness, Xiao Yan's energy began to surge again, steadily advancing—within less than five minutes, he effortlessly surpassed the Seven-Star level and reached the Eight-Star stage. Finally, he settled firmly at the peak of the Eight-Star level. "Eight-Star peak..." Feeling the now-stable flow of Xiao Yan's energy, Xiao Xuan and Xun'er silently breathed a sigh of relief. Having gained two stars in strength, this level of performance seemed manageable for Xiao Yan. Amidst the initial surge, he had found the perfect balance suited to his own nature. "His eyes snapped open, two beams of vivid purple and crimson light erupting from them like tangible ribbons, striking a towering stone pillar within the hall and instantly shattering it into powder with a thunderous 'boom.' The beams gradually subsided, yet a subtle hint of purple and red now shimmered within the otherwise dark pools of his eyes, giving them an unusually eerie glow. 'Hmph...' A warm, thick exhalation escaped from the base of his throat as he felt the continuous, oceanic flow of energy within his body. A clear, resonant cry—mingled with the sounds of dragon and phoenix calls—rose suddenly from his mouth. 'Roar!' The cry rolled through the ancient hall like thunder, shaking the very space to its core. 'Ha! Excellent!' The roar lingered in the space for a moment before gradually dissipating. Xiao Yan burst into laughter, then slapped the water surface with his palm, his body swiftly darting forth and lightly settling beside the pool of blood. Standing straight and tall, an overwhelmingly powerful aura surged forth from within him, sweeping out like a storm, filling the entire space. "Congratulations, Brother Xiao Yan!" Xin'er smiled warmly upon seeing Xiao Yan successfully emerge from his meditative state. Xiao Yan’s gaze shifted to Xiao Xuan, who had now taken on a weathered, elderly appearance. With a simple sweep of his sleeve, he bowed both knees respectfully and knelt before him, speaking in a solemn tone. Regardless of seniority—no matter how noble Xiao Xuan’s self-sacrifice had been, in preserving the last lineage of the Xiao clan by transforming himself into this aged form and enduring solitude for years—Xiao Yan’s gesture was more than worthy. Xiao Xuan smiled warmly, gently lifting Xiao Yan to his feet, and said, “The Xiao clan’s revival is truly promising. It’s no waste of all these years of waiting… Yet, this time, you should truly thank your young girlfriend. Without her assistance, you would never have succeeded in harmonizing the three bloodline powers.” Xiao Yan was momentarily taken aback, turning his head to gaze at Xun, who smiled softly at him. With a gentle shake of her head, she conveyed her message clearly—Xiao Yan understood immediately. She wished to keep the bond between them seamless and indistinct. At that moment, a warm sense of contentment filled his heart. With a daughter like this, what more could he ask "Xiao Yan, a seed of renewed bloodline has already been planted deep within your heart. You must protect it carefully—never let it suffer any setbacks. It will be the key to whether or not you reach the Imperial Realm..." Xiao Xuan said, his expression serious. "Should you succeed in reaching the Imperial Realm, the dormant bloodlines within the members of the Xiao clan will revive once again, and they will even be stronger than before!" "This is truly the only hope for reviving the Xiao clan!" Xiao Yan nodded silently, gently brushing his hand over his chest. He could feel, subtly, the strong, steady pulse of his heart—each beat seemed to ripple through his body, causing waves of energy within his battle aura. "Also, you'll need to be especially cautious with the Hún clan. I've had numerous dealings with them, and this race is notably enigmatic and strange. Even during the peak of the Xiáo clan's power, they managed only to remain in balance with the Hún clan. Among the ancient eight clans, the Xiáo clan enjoyed a period of supremacy—then, the Xiáo were the strongest, followed by the Gǔ clan, yet the Hún clan remained the most peculiar." "Based on my observations, I believe the Hún clan's strength may actually surpass that of the Gǔ clan." Xióu Xuán's expression was serious. During the great conflict between the Xiáo and Hún clans, although they had secured several allies, they still failed to gain substantial advantages—an indication of the Hún clan's formidable strength. Moreover, the Hún clan has a long-standing lineage, yet they have never shown signs of dwindling bloodlines. This has always puzzled Xuán, though he has yet to arrive at a definitive explanation. Hearing Xiao Xuan's words, both Xiao Yan and Xun'er experienced a slight change in expression. Xun'er was well aware of the ancient clan's strength, and over the years, the ancient clan had clashed with the spirit clan, generally prevailing more than losing. Thus, when Xiao Xuan mentioned that the spirit clan might even surpass the ancient clan, she found it difficult to accept. "The ancient race truly stands as the most stable among the eight, yet the spirit race remains profoundly enigmatic... I suspect there are only a few individuals in this world who truly understand them." Xiao Xuan sighed, observing the furrowed brows of Xiao Yan and himself. He waved a hand and continued, "Until you reach the peak of the Battle Saint rank, simply remain cautious—your possession of the Tosheda Emperor's Jade will ensure that the spirit race will inevitably seek you out." Xiao Yan nodded. He was well aware that, whether due to longstanding grievances between the two races or personal reasons, the spirit race would not easily let him go. Yet this could not be his reason for retreat. As long as he had not yet reached that final stage, he would never yield—no matter how mysterious and formidable the spirit race might be. "You have already spent two years inside the Heavenly Tomb, and in nearly one year's time, you will be transported out. During this period, focus on refining yourselves and adapting to the rapidly surging powers..." Xiao Xuan patted Xiao Yan's shoulder, then grasped his hand, and a scroll adorned with various flame motifs appeared in his palm. "This is the complete version of the Heavenly Fire Triple Transformation, including the final stage. Once you master it, you will be able to successfully cultivate your clan's seal. Combined with your bloodline strength, you will be able to fully unleash its power." Hearing Xiao Xuan's words, Xiao Yan's gaze instantly fixed on the scroll, his eyes blazing with intense warmth. At last, the complete version of the Heavenly Fire Triple Transformation had arrived.