In this realm of profound darkness and void, even light has vanished, leaving behind a world saturated with monotony and solitude, teeming with dangers—frequent spatial turbulence capable of effortlessly tearing apart even a Supreme Combatant. Consequently, aside from the Tai-Xu Ancient Dragons, who master spatial energy, few human or other species' strong beings venture here. While this place may seem lifeless and barren to others, it offers significant advantages to the Tai-Xu Ancient Dragons: the pervasive spatial turbulence not only refines their command over spatial energy but also strengthens their exceptionally resilient bodies through the relentless tugging forces. Suddenly, within the void, a brilliant flash of light emerges. Following the radiance, one's gaze is drawn to a colossal island, seemingly floating effortlessly in the emptiness of space... Boom! On that immense island, relentless and intense energy explosions echoed continuously. Waves of furious energy surges, radiating outward from the island like a storm, swept across the sky and land, utterly destroying everything within a radius of ten thousand feet. The tall man kept his gaze fixed on the island below. Suddenly, his ears twitched, and his eyes shifted toward the distant void. He straightened up abruptly and commanded in a deep, resonant voice, "Take notice—someone is approaching!" As the final syllable of his words settled, a group of streaks of light burst forth from the depths of darkness, materializing within moments and appearing near the group. "Black Qing? It's from Dong Long Island—attack!" The man's gaze was sharp; he immediately recognized Black Qing among the light streaks, his expression darkening as he barked the order. "Yes!" Hearing his command, the group of figures responded in unison, and then a series of powerful energy beams surged forth, radiating with impressive force and momentum. "Shatter!" However, as those beams of light approached the group of flowing radiance, a faint voice emerged from within. Instantly, the crowd witnessed in horror as each beam exploded with a thunderous crash. Then, an irresistible and terrifying force surged forth from the void, crashing directly upon their bodies. "Pffft!" This assault proved utterly devastating for the warriors of the Three Dragon Islands. The armor on their bodies shattered into fine powder. Aside from one massive warrior who had reached the pinnacle of the Nine-Transformed Battle Sovereign rank, all the others collapsed headfirst toward the dragon islands below. "What in the world are you people?" the warrior roared, his eyes wide with astonishment at the defense that had been obliterated in mere moments. The glow slowly dispersed a short distance in front of Xiang Yan, and then Xiang Yan stepped forth. His gaze did not linger on the Han warrior before him, but instead swept downward toward the Dragon Island. At this moment, Donglong Island was riddled with wounds, fierce battles erupting across various areas, with turbulent energies dimming the very heavens and earth. Though the island was in chaos, Xiang Yan immediately discerned that Donglong Island’s defensive lines had contracted from the outer perimeter to the very heart—the Dragon Hall, located at the island’s central position. Thus, except for the immediate vicinity of the Dragon Hall, roughly two-thirds of the entire Donglong Island now lay under the control of the three Dragon Islands—an exceedingly dire situation. "Where is Ziyan?" Xiang Yan scanned the surroundings but failed to spot Ziyan. His brow furrowed slightly as he was about to speak, when suddenly, a tremendous surge of energy erupted from the distant, ethereal space. Feeling the surge of energy, Xiao Yan's face slightly changed, and he raised his head, his gaze fixed on the direction from which the energy wave originated. In the distant void, a luminous circle resembling a blazing sun hovered in place. Within this circle, several figures moved swiftly, engaging in lightning-fast clashes. With each encounter, waves of devastating energy storms erupted, sweeping across the heavens. Were it not for the distance between them and Long Island, the mere afterwaves would have completely uprooted Dong Long Island. Xiao Yan's eyes remained locked on the circle, flames slowly rising in his pupils, sharpening his vision until he could clearly see every detail within the circle, fully comprehending what unfolded inside. What first caught the eye was a figure slightly familiar, with a soft, alluring cascade of violet hair. That familiar scent—besides Zuiyan—could belong to whom else? Yet now, she no longer resembled the little girl she once was, but had fully blossomed into a stunning, mature beauty. Tall and graceful, she was clad in a form-fitting, deep golden battle armor that neither clung nor weighed her down, instead hugging her slender frame with elegance, accentuating her graceful, sensuous curves. Beneath the subtle allure lay a piercing, bone-chilling coolness—just as the little girl of old had become, now radiant and captivating in her maturity. That refined face now carried a touch of cold sternness due to the slightly raised, willowy brows, though still youthful, the delicate brows already subtly hinted at the quiet aura of a superior. As the Dragon Emperor of the Tai Xu Ancient Dragon, it would only be when he truly matured that his regal presence would command true awe. Within the circle, Zǐ Yán held a dark golden lance that was longer and thicker than her own body. As she moved the lance, its golden light shone brilliantly, subtly holding back the combined efforts of the three Dragon Kings—her formidable strength was now clearly evident. It seemed that the Dragon-Phoenix lineage had propelled her strength to an extraordinary level, making her truly a true ascension, surpassing Xiao Yan not only in magnitude but also in stability. While Xiao Yan was lost in thought, watching the battle far off, the earlier large man suddenly roared a dragon's cry. "You're dead!" Startled by the roar, Xiao Yan's eyes grew cold. With a single palm strike, the large man who had been retreating suddenly exploded into a mist of blood. "He's sending a message—several strong warriors from the Three Dragon Islands have arrived." Elder Zhu Li said calmly. "Let's head to the Dragon Hall first." Xiao Yan's gaze flickered, and indeed, he saw numerous figures approaching from that direction. Without hesitation, he moved swiftly, leading the way toward the Dragon Hall, with Yao Ming and the others quickly following. "Hold them off!" As Xiao Yan and his companions took action, voices of command echoed from the Dragon Islands. Immediately ahead, several forces from the Three Dragon Islands had already advanced to block their path. "Hmph!" "Regarding these interruptions, Xiao Yan merely sneered, channeling his ki to its utmost peak. With a single opening of his mouth, a vast sea of fire erupted forth—so intense that even some half-saint-level warriors' expressions shifted in astonishment. At present, with his strength, mastery over the Strange Fire, and the sheer power he now commands, Xiao Yan has surpassed his former self by a considerable margin. Previously, even if he had drained every drop of ki from his body, he would have struggled to achieve such an effect. Leveraging the fire barrier, Xiao Yan raised his hand, summoning a fiery dome that swiftly enveloped the group, and in a few swift movements, they materialized above the Dragon Hall. "What in the world is this clumsy creature doing? Daring to disrupt the affairs of my three isles!" As Xiao Yan appeared above the Dragon Hall, a thunderous roar exploded right beside his ears. Instantly, a massive black-faced man, his body resembling that of a giant ape, materialized, his face contorted in fury, and launched a furious punch straight at Xiao Yan. The sheer force of the blow instantly sucked the air from within a hundred paces, leaving it dry. "Xiao Yan, stay alert—he's Xuan Mo, the Commander of West Dragon Island, a two-star Battle Saint!" Candle Li's expression changed instantly upon seeing the black-faced man, and he urgently called out. With a swift wave of his sleeve, Xiao Yan sent everyone below into the Dragon Hall. Then, he spun around sharply, his body suddenly swelling out, transforming into a golden giant no less formidable than his opponent. In the midst of the stunned onlookers, he directly met Xuan Mo's punch with a solid, head-on collision. "Get out of my way!" As the collision occurred, the thunderous roar from Xiao Yan erupted dramatically across the sky.