"What's going on?" The group stared at Xiao Yan, or rather, at the ethereal aura enveloping his body. How could the legendary Qinglian Immortal Saint appear on Xiao Yan's form? "It must be related to the ancient scroll!" Yao Lao furrowed his brows, suddenly remembering something. If there were any connection between Xiao Yan and the Qinglian Immortal Saint, it could only be the ancient scroll—the very thing Xiao Yan had collected over the years. Though he had finally gathered all the fragments, the information revealed was merely ordinary, not particularly secret. Yet Yao Lao clearly recalled that, upon the scroll's completion, a radiant glow had briefly entered Xiao Yan's mind. Perhaps that very glow was the root cause of the current phenomenon. "What should we do now?" "Xun was slightly anxious, saying, "I don't know whether the Jinglian Immortal Saint is good or bad. After all, he occupies Xiang Yin's body. Should anything go wrong, Xiang Yin would undoubtedly suffer the most." "Don't worry... He will surely rescue us all. I'm certain he has no ill intentions. His true objective is likely the Jinglian Immortal Flame." The elder of the Dan Tower spoke calmly. "This young man... how did he attract the Jinglian Immortal Saint? The Saint seems not to be in a pure spiritual form, but rather appears as a residual image. Yet this residual image possesses such powerful energy—indeed, the Jinglian Immortal Saint lives up to his reputation." The elders and the Soul Demon elder all fixed their gaze on Xiang Yin, their minds constantly turning over thoughts. While each of them pondered their own thoughts, Xiang Yin, now under the influence of the Jinglian Immortal Saint, slowly raised his head. With a sweep of his sleeve, the milky-white light shield gradually faded away, revealing a pair of clear white eyes gazing upward at the Jinglian Immortal Flame in the sky. "Pure Lotus Immortal? Impossible! How could you possibly still be alive?!" At the very instant the light shield dissolved, the Pure Lotus Immortal's flames in the sky immediately locked onto Xiao Yan. When its gaze first fell upon the form shimmering on his body, a wave of profound shock surged through it, and an indescribable roar of astonishment echoed across the heavens. "Thousands of years of sealing—seems it hasn't smoothed out your inner fury after all..." Xiao Yan gazed upon the Pure Lotus Immortal, and a soft, gently fluctuating voice, coming and going in distance, slowly emerged from his lips, resonating throughout the realm, carrying an undertone of pressure so profound it seemed to shake the very heavens and earth. "Stubborn fool! Pure Lotus Immortal! You ungrateful rogue—how could you achieve such greatness without me? I've helped you so many times, yet in the end, you sealed me away! Hah! You deserve to be consumed and perish in your own fury!" The Qinglian Demon Flame stared fiercely at "Xiao Yan," laughing wildly as if pouring out all the rage building within him. "You've become so harsh—there's no doubt I share some responsibility. But the power of this Demon Flame is too great. If you're allowed to leave freely, the world itself will face a great catastrophe." "Xiao Yan" shook his head slowly. "Hmph! A mere residual image, and you dare to act so arrogantly before me? Do you still think you're the once-mighty Qinglian Demon Sage of old?" The Qinglian Demon Flame glared at "Xiao Yan," then swiftly changed her hand seal, causing the two immense fire arrays in the heavens and earth to spin once more. "This array was originally set up by you. Today, let me show you just how formidable it truly is!" "Refine!" With a sharp cry of rage, the Qinglian Demon Flame unleashed two beams of light radiating with destructive power, which surged forth from the two arrays and shot toward "Xiao Yan" with the speed of lightning. Upon witnessing Jinglian's divine flame once again deploying the full power of the grand array, everyone's expressions turned pale—should that luminous beam strike them directly, the number of survivors here would likely fall to no more than a handful. "Seeing this scene, even Netlian's divine flame couldn't help but roar in anger. Yet as soon as the roar fell, his face turned pale, for he realized that his control over the array was gradually slipping away. 'Thunderous!' At that very moment, the massive fire arrays on both sides trembled violently. Suddenly, the final layer of milky-white flames burst forth from within the array and surged into Netlian's divine flame body. With each flame entering his form, Netlian completely lost his command over the Lian Tian Ancient Array. 'Netlian, Divine Saint! I'm going to fight you to the very end!' As the array lost control, Netlian's eyes turned blood-red. He knew well the array's formidable power; if Netlian's divine saint could fully master it, he would inevitably be sealed away—again. That monotonous life, he had endured for thousands of years, and now he could hardly bear it anymore. 'The End of the Divine Flame!' The body of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame rapidly expanded, and finally, with a mighty boom, it transformed into a vast, surging tide of fire that filled the heavens and earth. At that very instant, all the energy within this space was vaporized by the extreme, terrifying heat. "Ah!" As the Pure Lotus Demon Flame fully unleashed its power, a half-Saint cultivator immediately gave out a piercing, agonized cry—his qi within his body began to burn, and even his meridians twisted and deformed. "Bang!" The piercing, agonizing cry of the half-Saint cultivator lasted only for a short while before his entire body erupted into black ash, drifting into the molten sea below. Yet the others around him grew cold with shock—every trace of energy had been completely vaporized by the Pure Lotus Demon Flame. If they remained here, they would no longer be able to replenish their internal Qi, and their only fate would be to be burned to death. To withstand the terrifying heat of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame without relying on Qi was beyond even Zi Yan’s confidence. Thus, to survive, they had to leave this place immediately. Hearing Xiao Yan’s calm and detached words, the crowd was filled with exhilaration—there was no time to think further, and immediately several people sprang into action, rushing forward toward the spatial passage. “Madam, shall we go now?” Guan Nai Sea said to Xun'er. The situation here was truly perilous; no one had expected the current strength of Jinglian Phoenix Fire to reach such a level. “But Brother Xiao Yan…,” Xun'er frowned, her eyes fixed on Xiao Yan. At this moment, it seemed as though the spirit of the Jinglian Phoenix Saint was fully occupying his consciousness. If they simply left him now, who could guarantee he wouldn’t be harmed? “Let’s go first. Worrying won’t do any good. Staying here won’t help Xiao Yan in any way. Since the Jinglian Phoenix Saint is using his body to manifest, I’d imagine he won’t harm him,” the herbalist pondered for a moment, then firmly resolved. Hearing this, Xun'er lightly bit her red-lipped with her teeth, her eyes hesitating, uncertain. She truly felt uneasy about leaving Xiao Yan alone in this lonely, lifeless space—especially with the fierce, pure lotus flame of Jinglian, such a formidable presence. As the others remained indecisive, the milky-white flame in the sky gradually expanded. Eventually, at its core, delicate pink hues began to emerge. These pink flames slowly coalesced, and then, a slightly crimson, ethereal lotus of fire slowly rotated into view above the sky. As the crimson fire lotus appeared, even the seasoned warriors from the Ancient South Sea, such as the elders, grew flushed, their inner qi radiating waves of intense heat, as though it were about to ignite and burn themselves. "Let's go!" At this moment, there was no more time to delay. Guan Naihai seized Xu'er's jade hand and flashed forward, rushing straight toward the spatial passage. Behind him, Yao Lao glanced once more at the figure standing calmly at the back—"Xiao Yan"—and could only grit his teeth, quickly following suit. The medic elder at the back saw the scene, opened his mouth, only to sigh in resignation, then moved swiftly, slipping into the spatial passage. He truly had great confidence in Xiao Yan—through all these years, the latter had faced countless trials, and this time, he was certain to succeed in breaking free. As the medic elder entered the passage, it gracefully vanished. Xu'er turned around, her eyes serious, gazing at the figure standing there with hands folded. Golden flames slowly surged forth from within his body.