The elder immortal demon had been intently observing the changes in the old doctor's expression. Upon seeing the cold determination flash across the latter's face, he immediately understood that the Xingyin Pavilion would not yield today. His serene smile deepened, saying, "It seems today, the Xingyin Pavilion will surely see blood flow like rivers..." "Well, with so many strong contenders here, we can also gather some souls along the way." Bone Youu chuckled, his words showing no regard for the Xingyin Pavilion at all. On their side, they had two senior half-saints, one mid-level half-saint—combat power far beyond what the Xingyin Pavilion could match. Today's battle would surely erase the Pavilion from the Central Region forever. The old doctor, his face dark and serious, fixed his gaze on Bone Youu and the elder immortal demon, speaking firmly, "Bone Youu and the celestial immortal demon shall be under my care. As for the junior half-saint, Cai Lin, Qing Lin, and Xiao Yi—you three take them and hold them off first!" "Among the Half-Immortals, there are distinctions between junior, intermediate, and senior ranks. Even within this modest hierarchy, there exists a significant gap. The junior Half-Immortal from the Spirit Pavilion has only recently broken through to this rank, and his power has not yet been fully mastered. While it would be difficult for the three daughters of Cai Lin to defeat him outright, they could certainly delay him. 'Master Yao...' Hearing that Master Yao would face off against two opponents, the faces of Cai Lin and the others subtly changed. Though Master Yao is a senior Half-Immortal, neither the old Immortal from the Underworld nor the Bone Ghost would be considered weaker than him. Should both of them combine their efforts, Master Yao would be completely at a disadvantage." Yao Lao waved his hand. He was equally aware of the risks, but in the current situation, there was no alternative. Half-Saint-level warriors held an absolute advantage in such battles. If the two Half-Saints from Hun Pavilion continued to launch attacks against the other strong warriors of Xing Yun Pavilion, it would inevitably result in a one-sided slaughter—leaving Xing Yun Pavilion utterly shattered. Therefore, no matter what, the two Half-Saints had to be intercepted. "That's settled. Be careful now." With that, Yao Lao said no more. He moved swiftly and reappeared not far from before Bone You and Tian Ming, the old demon. A surging tide of martial energy radiated from his body, firmly locking the two opponents in place. "Hah! Yao Chen, you truly are ambitious," chuckled Tian Ming, the old demon, sensing Yao Lao's energy field. "You dare to hold off both of us with just one person?" Undeterred by the mocking laughter of the two, the Elder of the Medicine Sect remained silent, his expression dark and heavy with an oppressive aura of martial energy that rippled around him, distorting the very space around. "Engage! Those who surrender shall be spared; those who resist shall be slain without mercy!" Feeling the weight of the Elder's presence, the ancient celestial demon, Tian Ming, let out a cold laugh, then stepped forward with a sharp, deadly command. "Understood!" At the sound of Tian Ming's command, the numerous powerful figures from the rear of the Minghe Alliance immediately revealed their intent, unleashing waves of powerful martial energy that surged across the battlefield. At the same time, the warriors from the Xingyin Pavilion also activated their martial energy, their expressions stern, gazing unwaveringly upon the members of the Minghe Alliance. "Kill!" Thus poised and facing each other, the standoff lasted only a moment before a sudden roar of rage erupted. Numerous powerful figures from the Minghe Alliance flashed into motion, transforming into streaks of light and darting swiftly toward the plaza. The stalwarts of the Xingyin Pavilion likewise surged forward with determination, ultimately colliding mid-air with the Minghe Alliance's forces. Instantly, thunderous explosions reverberated throughout the Star Realm. "He nodded darkly, measuring his words. Two years ago, he had already planned to completely subdue the XingYun Pavilion, but due to certain internal family plans, he had had to put it on hold. Now that several matters have settled, he has finally found the right moment to inform the family and, with the newly promoted half-Saint, the Three Sovereigns who had only recently reached that rank, directly approached Tian Ming, the Elder Immortal, and pledged his support to eliminate the XingYun Pavilion. As for the Minghe Alliance, which had been battling the XingYun Pavilion for two years, hearing that such a powerful force as the Hún Palace now intended to assist them, naturally felt overjoyed. They immediately rallied their forces and thus came about today's decisive move. 'It's been quite some time since I've taken action—my bones have almost rusted. Yet, having a senior half-Saint as a gift upon my retirement, truly makes it worthwhile.'" "Tianming, the old demon, laughed and then stamped his foot firmly upon the sky, sending a surging wave of powerful martial energy rushing forth. In a flash of movement, he appeared directly before Yao Lao. With his pale hands, resembling eagle's talons, he pierced through the void and seized the old hermit's throat with a firm grip. 'Hmph!' facing such swift and ruthless assault, Yao Lao merely emitted a cold exhalation, neither retreating nor defending. Instead, he drove his powerful fist straight into Tianming's head with unyielding force—clearly determined to sacrifice his life for the old demon's. 'Hah! My life is far more precious than yours,' Tianming remarked, his expression slightly shifting as he let out a cold laugh. Now that they held the upper hand, they certainly wouldn't risk a desperate fight. With a swift gathering of his talon-like wind, he retreated with lightning speed, narrowly avoiding Yao Lao's powerful blow." One punch missed, and just as the Yeold prepared to strike again, a dense black mist surged forward, carrying with it a piercing, wailing cry. Instantly, a black chain burst through the mist, shattering the surrounding space into jagged, dark fissures. "Get out!" Yeold's face was cold. With a sweeping hand gesture toward the empty space before him, the very space solidified, pushing the black chain back. At the same time, he darted forward into the mist, raising his palm and slamming it fiercely against a specific point within the mist. "Thud!" The impact resonated with a deep, resonant sound. Immediately, the figure of Gouyu staggered and was thrown backward from within the mist. Though all three were senior half-saints, Yeold possessed a distinct advantage—something ordinary half-saints lacked: his spiritual power far surpassed theirs. In battles of equal rank, this spiritual strength gave them a clear edge. "Come on! All of you—attack together!" "Seeing Bone You, so unexpectedly repelled by the Herbal Elder, stirred a moment of astonishment in Tian Ming's eyes, after which he spoke in a low, resonant voice. "Hm." Bone You nodded solemnly, his expression grim, and both of them surged forth simultaneously. A surging tide of martial energy erupted like a furious dragon sweeping across the heavens, pouring forth in overwhelming force against the Herbal Elder.大片 of space crumbled under the sheer intensity of their clash... While the Herbal Elder was engaged in battle with Bone You and Tian Ming, the Three Sovereigns of the Soul Palace turned their gaze downward to the chaotic battlefield. Just as they prepared to act, a brilliant, seven-colored lightning bolt suddenly descended from the heavens with fierce force. "Hmph!" The sudden assault chilled the Three Sovereigns' eyes. With a swift wave of his sleeve, he shattered the lightning, then glanced in the direction of the strike—and there, coiled in the void, was a colossal seven-colored serpent stretching over a thousand zhang in length, radiating a subtle yet profound aura. "The Seven-Colored Devouring Heaven Serpent?" "Upon seeing this colossal serpent, even the Three Sovereigns' eyes flickered with a rare expression. As he was about to intervene, a gray-brown ribbon of barely ten paces in width suddenly surged forth. The intense toxicity emanating from the ribbon caused him to furrow his brow; he clenched his hands, solidifying space and freezing the ribbon of combat energy in place, then dispersed it with a mere finger snap. 'Hssss!' Suddenly, a strange sound echoed from ahead. The Three Sovereigns turned their gaze, their expressions instantly tightening. There, suspended in midair, stood a woman dressed in green robes. Behind her, a serpentine phantom figure—thousands of paces long and bearing nine heads—was faintly visible and shimmering. 'A primordial celestial serpent?' Upon seeing the immense serpentine phantom, the Three Sovereigns’ face finally grew serious. Though each of the three women was only at the peak of the Battle Sovereign rank, one was the Seven-Colored Devouring Python, another possessed a poison aura so potent that even he felt it threatening, and the third carried an ancient celestial serpent—such a combination placed even him under noticeable pressure. After all, he had only recently broken through to the half-Sovereign rank. His eyes flickered with subtle intensity, and his gaze swiftly turned icy. No matter how long he had been at the half-Sovereign level, he remained a genuine Battle Sovereign. Even with these three women’s exceptional abilities, he could not be truly matched. "Today, the Starfall Pavilion shall fall!" the Three Sovereigns coldly scoffed, his form flashing like a ghost to appear before Qinglin. On his palm, his battle energy coalesced into a layer of dark, unusual crystalline structure, and with a powerful strike, he launched it directly at Qinglin. Faced with the astonishing speed of the Three Sovereigns, Qinglin was also taken aback, her eyes flashing with light as a figure materialized before her. "Thud!" With a single palm strike, the Three Sovereigns sent the Battle Sovereign under Qinglin's control flying, reducing him to a pile of flesh and blood. "Indeed, it is the legendary Bi Snake's Three-Flower Eyes—no wonder it can control the soul of the ancient Celestial Snake!" The Three Sovereigns proved themselves no less impressive, instantly revealing the secret behind Qinglin's eyes. As he prepared for his next assault, brilliant seven-colored thunderbolts erupted from the sky, crashing down once more. Behind him, the woman with long black hair transformed into a silver-haired healer, darted forward with fierce intensity, launching a direct and aggressive attack on the Three Sovereigns. Feeling the encircling pressure, the Three Sovereigns merely chuckled, their inner qi surging forth like a volcanic eruption, spreading out in all directions amidst the growing waves of astonishment. … Meanwhile, an intensely fierce battle unfolded across the stellar realm, while behind the mountain range, peace remained undisturbed, the great stone gate hanging quietly. "Crack." This stillness persisted for a while, until suddenly, fine fissures began to spread subtly across the mountain's body—though delicate in appearance, they were remarkably deep, as though emanating from deep within the mountain, just hundreds of paces away. As these fissures appeared, a subtle presence from within the mountain's depths seemed to stir, slowly awakening.