The figure appearing before Xiao Yan was completely enveloped in black mist, from which two unusually eerie glances radiated, sending a shiver down one's spine. This mysterious figure was none other than the Deputy Grand Master of the Soul Palace, whom the Tianfu Alliance had originally intended to intervene against when the alliance was being formed. Xiao Yan smiled calmly, showing no trace of fear. As for the people of the Spirit Palace, once you revealed even the slightest weakness, they would seize upon it and never let go—thus ensuring your downfall. Though his heart was constantly worried about Xiao Zhan's safety, he made sure to keep this concern hidden, for if he did, it would ultimately be himself and his father who would suffer. "No thanks. You may not have the chance, but this time, I'll personally take you back to the Spirit Clan so that you may reunite with your father..." The Deputy Grand Master of the Spirit Palace offered a cold, composed smile. "We had originally planned to keep you alive for a while longer, but it seems you haven't truly valued this opportunity." Xiao Yan said nothing, choosing simply to remain silent and avoid further small talk. With a sweep of his sleeve, a surge of intense, blazing flame shot straight down into the vast chasm below—clearly intending to finish off the great Celestial Sovereign right there, in the midst of his fall. At the sight of Xiao Yan daring to strike him down right in front of him, the Deputy Grand Master of the Soul Palace's eyes instantly grew cold. With a flick of his fingers, a surge of black energy shot forth, coalescing into a great black dragon that devoured the flames in one mighty gulp. Then, with a sudden, powerful motion, he extended his hands toward Xiao Yan, unleashing a deluge of black mist from his fingertips, which formed five massive chains that surged toward Xiao Yan with a thunderous sound. "Do not think that your attainment of a Two-Star Soul Saint status makes you any more formidable—before my eyes, you are utterly insignificant!" The Deputy Grand Master's face hardened with fierce determination. His own prowess had reached the late stage of a Three-Star Soul Saint, only slightly weaker than the North Dragon King among the three Dragon Kingdoms. With such strength, he could utterly crush Xiao Yan. Yet, despite this relentless assault, Xiao Yan's expression remained calm, showing no signs of urgency. Instead, he once again reached out with a distant gesture toward the massive crater below, forming a great hand of flame that materialized in mid-air and plunged directly into the crater. "Dying!" Seeing that Xiao Yan completely ignored his attack, the Deputy Hall Master of the Soul Palace's eyes darkened further. With a cold, sharp smile, the black chains immediately encircled Xiao Yan and then suddenly tightened! "Clang! Clang!" As the black chains were about to fully entangle Xiao Yan, violent ripples surged suddenly around him, and a fierce spatial turbulence erupted, exerting such powerful tearing force that it cleanly snapped all the chains. "Who is it?!" The sudden intervention startled the Deputy Hall Master, who quickly scanned the scene and shouted in surprise. "In my eyes, you're not even worth mentioning!" As soon as his voice fell, a calm, clear tone echoed softly. Then, the Deputy Hall Master saw a graceful, delicate figure emerge silently from the void in front of Xiao Yan. From this figure, he sensed a strong and palpable aura of pressure. "Who are you and who is with you?" "This is entirely our Huan Pavilion's matter. Please others don't interfere, or else you'll draw upon yourself the flames of conflict!" The Deputy Pavilion Master of the Huan Pavilion gazed steadily at the purple-haired figure, his voice firm and grave. "Is our Huan Pavilion truly so impressive?" The purple-haired figure, Zǐ Yán, scoffed slightly, clearly showing her disdain. When the Tai Xū Ancient Dragon Clan was at its peak, even the Huan Clan itself had no fear—how much more so when it came to a subordinate force of the Huan Clan, such as the Huan Pavilion? "Xiao Yan said he would wipe out this place today," Zǐ Yán glanced at the Deputy Pavilion Master with a composed smile, adding, "You've been hiding inside all this time—why not simply stay there and let the fate unfold? Why come out and seek your own demise?" "Arrogant! If you wish to strike down our Pavilion, you'll first have to prove you have the strength!" The Deputy Pavilion Master's face was deeply flushed, his voice sharp with indignation. This was the first time in years he had heard such a direct and open challenge—though he sensed that Zǐ Yán was Xiao Yan glanced at the Deputy Grand Master of the Spirit Palace, gave him no attention, and with a simple palm movement, his flaming hand retrieved the Great Sovereign deep within the massive crater. Now, the latter's arms had burst into blood mist, his body covered in blood, and even his soul had been shaken by the previous "Yellow Springs Heavenly Fury," causing his gaze to grow blurred—clearly not only physically wounded, but his soul as well had sustained severe damage. Xiao Yan stared calmly at the Great Sovereign, who appeared severely injured and unable to resist. His flaming hand slowly drew him closer. However, just as the Great Sovereign was within less than ten zhang of him, the previously expressionless, elderly face suddenly hardened into a fierce rage, and his body instantly expanded. "Boom!" The expansion continued only halfway before Xiao Yan, expressionless, clenched his fists tightly. The flaming hand then compressed with immense force, crushing the Great Sovereign's body to pulp. "Whoosh!" As the physical form of the Great Sovereign exploded, a streak of black light suddenly surged forth, rushing wildly toward the Vice Chancellor of the Spirit Palace. "You dare to flee?" Seeing the Great Sovereign's soul attempting to escape, Xiao Yan let out a cold snarl. For a being of such strength, as long as the soul remained intact, merely transferring to a new body would allow for rebirth—making them a persistent threat. Xiao Yan naturally could not let him escape. With a flick of his finger, the flaming hand transformed into a network of fire, directly enveloping the Sovereign's soul. "You dare!" As Xiao Yan moved to intercept, the Vice Chancellor's expression darkened. Raising his hand, a vast expanse of black mist surged forth from his sleeves, blanketing the heavens and spreading across the entire realm, swiftly advancing toward Xiao Yan. "In my presence, you shall find no room to move!" At the very moment the Deputy Master of the Soul Temple stepped forward, Zi Yan sneered and with a lightning-fast gesture of her jade hands, swiftly formed a seal. A deep, dark golden glow surged forth from within her, forming within a blink a massive golden dragon encircling her body. As the dragon opened its maw, drawing in the black mist as if a great whale were drinking water, it swiftly consumed the thick, corrosive fog within mere breaths. "Indeed, the Ancient Dragon King Clan of the Void?" The Deputy Master of the Soul Temple gasped upon seeing the golden dragon summoned by Zi Yan. "Return here!" As Zi Yan intercepted the Deputy Master, Xiao Yan suddenly grasped his palm tightly, casting a fiery net that enveloped the soul of the Great Sovereign. The intense heat carried by the net caused the latter to shriek in agony, and he swiftly retreated, landing safely in Xiao Yan's hands. Staring at the swirling black mist contained within the fiery net, the mist coalesced into the face of the Great Sovereign, revealing a face filled with profound resentment and fury. Xiao Yan didn't care about the great sky sovereign's resentment. He contracted the fire shield into a flame jade vial, then set a soul seal upon it, and directly deposited it into his storage relic. As the esteemed sovereign of the Soul Palace, he surely knew many secrets—perhaps even revealing the Soul Palace's true intentions in gathering souls. "Never expected you'd be able to summon even the ancient dragon of the Void Realm!" The deputy palace master of the Soul Palace, watching Xiao Yan seal the great sky sovereign's soul, couldn't help but grow furious and laugh bitterly. A four-star battle saint, even among the Soul Clan, was considered outstanding. Yet he hadn't anticipated that Xiao Yan could summon such a formidable figure. "But our Soul Palace isn't one that can simply be wiped out by a young upstart like you!" The deputy head of the Soul Hall suddenly stepped back, his body jerking as a silver jade scroll materialized in his hands. With a firm press, he shattered it, and a strong spatial ripple quickly spread outward. Yet to his astonishment, no spatial pathway formed after the scroll broke. Instead, the diffused spatial energies drifted for a moment before gradually dissipating. "This realm's spatial integrity has been obscured by my spatial turbulence," said Zi Yan with a teasing smile, gazing at the deputy head of the Soul Hall, whose expression was growing increasingly troubled. "Any spatial fluctuations can no longer transmit beyond this point—no matter what spatial scroll you use, you won't be able to summon reinforcements." The deputy head of the Soul Pavilion's face slightly trembled, and his heart finally sank completely—Xiao Yan and the others had clearly come prepared. "Having been pursued by the Soul Pavilion for so many years, it's now time for us to repay the debt. Rest assured, I will take down each of the Three Palaces—Heaven, Earth, and Human—one by one," Xiao Yan said, his gaze stern upon the deputy head of the Soul Pavilion. "Xiao Yan, the only misstep the Huadeng Palace has made over the years is failing to eliminate you early on—this has allowed you to grow stronger and more established. Yet don't grow too confident. Though our Huafu Clan is bound by ancient stipulations among the primordial races, preventing us from acting rashly, you must wait—soon, these restrictions will no longer hold. By then, you will realize that the Huafu Clan far exceeds your expectations... " The Deputy Grand Master of Huadeng Palace took a deep breath, gazing at the devastated, enclosed space—where even the massive black palace had crumbled significantly. The elite warriors of the Ren Palace had suffered heavy losses in the aftermath of the battle, and this time, the Ren Palace's losses were especially severe. "And at that moment—that will be the time when both your Xiao family and the Tianfu Alliance are utterly extinguished!"