The ethereal earth veins, the Yin-Ming and others, stared at the figures of Xiao Yan and his companion who had suddenly torn through the void space and vanished, all expressions filled with astonishment—clearly puzzled as to why they had departed so urgently. "The void space is the domain of the Tai-Xu Ancient Dragon Clan. Given Xiao Yan's evident urgency, perhaps there's another dispute brewing within the Ancient Dragon Clan?" Yin-Ming, being perceptive, quickly deduced the situation after a brief reflection. Yet, with this mess still unresolved here, he couldn't leave at present. He could only hope that Xiao Yan and Cai Lin's abilities would be sufficient to resolve this current crisis. "Hmph. When you two are finally worn out, I'll take all the credit—my Tian-Yao Phoenix Clan will reap the benefits." The Phoenix Heavens above watched where Xiao Yan and the other two had vanished, and a cold chuckle echoed in his heart. Without lingering further, he issued a sharp command and turned, swiftly sweeping toward the distance. The stronger members of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan saw this and hurried to follow, their demeanor now somewhat embarrassed—everyone knew that if it weren’t for Xiao Yan and Cai Lin’s sudden departure, they would have had a much harder time making it out of the battle unscathed. The Nine-Deep Earth冥Snake Clan did not obstruct the retreating Heavenly Phoenix Clan; instead, they exhaled a sigh of relief and began to clear up the aftermath of the battle. In the silent, formless void, two arcs of iridescent light suddenly flashed past at incredible speed, their powerful gusts of wind resonating continuously, echoing throughout the vast emptiness. Pushing his speed to its absolute limit, Xiao Yan's face remained deeply somber. Since his last victory over the three Dragon Kings, the situation of the Tai Xu Ancient Dragon Clan had been remarkably favorable for Dong Long Island. Under such circumstances, achieving unification seemed far from impossible. Of course, the three Dragon Kings who had escaped wounded would inevitably pose some obstacles to the clan's consolidation, but given their strength, they clearly wouldn't cause significant difficulties. This had always been Xiao Yan's belief. Yet now, the current situation had made him realize that he had underestimated the complexity of the matter. "The Dragon Seal is growing increasingly faint. Zi Yan's condition appears extremely dire. Damn it—what has actually happened within the Ancient Dragon Clan?" "The direction sensed by the Dragon Seal was not toward Donglong Island. It seems Purple Yan is also not on Donglong Island." Xiang Yan clenched his fists, then gradually calmed his rising anger. With a flutter of his back, the vibrant green and crimson bone wings, his speed increased once more, and he surged forward, rushing wildly toward the direction of the Dragon Seal's signal. Beyond the vast sky of the giant island, countless figures crowded tightly, surrounding the island from all sides, forming an unbroken barrier. Their faces were pale with fear and gloom, their gazes fixed on the dragon island, brimming with anger. "Dragon Transformation Magic Array! Dragon Transformation Magic Array! What a fool this Northern Dragon King is! This is a sacred technique of the Ancient Dragon Clan—destroyed thousands of years ago. How could he possibly summon it now?" A white-haired elder, standing high above the giant island, roared in fury. Hearing his outburst, the elders of the Eastern Dragon Island fell silent. They had only heard of this technique, never witnessed it in action. "Indeed, the one who once oversaw the Ancient Dragon Clan's secret arts was none other than the great-grandfather of the Northern Dragon King. It was he who destroyed the Dragon Transformation Magic Array. Yet, whether he secretly preserved it or not—no one knows," said Elder Zhú Lí, hesitating before speaking. The HuaLong Demon Array is a sealed technique of the TaiXu Ancient Dragon Clan. This array was originally created by a clan master of extraordinary prowess. Once the array is fully formed, all individuals within the array—except the person at the array's core—will be shattered into blood and ultimately absorbed by the core. As a result, the person at the core will experience a tremendous enhancement in power. However, due to its extreme brutality and bloodshed, the technique was designated as a sealed ritual and eventually destroyed. No one could have anticipated that the Northern Dragon King would still be able to summon it. What is even more alarming is that this madman has directly deployed the array on the Northern Dragon Island. Considering the presence of numerous powerful figures from the Three Island Alliance gathered here, the vast majority of the island's inhabitants—except for a few—have been transformed into blood and absorbed by the Northern Dragon King, who serves as the array's core. And after devouring so many of his kin, the Northern Dragon King's strength had reached a level that was truly formidable... "Ha ha! You, this young, inexperienced girl—my king originally intended to keep you alive for some time. Yet here you are, boldly leading your forces to attack. Well, that suits me perfectly! I've always been short on offerings. If I consume you now, my bloodline will surpass all the ancestors of the Tai-Xu Ancient Dragon Clan. Ha ha! Then, I shall become the first in the history of the Tai-Xu Ancient Dragon Clan!" A thick, blood-scented glow enveloped the entire island. Even when Cui Li and the others hesitated to advance, within that radiant light, a wild, booming laughter erupted, followed by a surge of terrifying energy waves that swept through the air, scattering the blood mist. Two figures locked in fierce combat were thrown into the air, their forms dissolving into the mist, and then materializing before the gathered eyes of onlookers. Two figures stood there. One of them was Zi Yan—though now her condition was far from favorable. Her cheeks were pale, her breath weak. With a hand, she summoned the Dragon-Slaying Sword, which had taken on a liquid form once again. Yet clearly, this time, the sword’s power did not match the strength it had displayed in the previous instance. The monster's three faces were all gaping open, with blood continuously oozing from its mouth. Its six crimson eyes, blazing with the wild fury of a beast, stared fiercely. In its hands, it held a colossal sword formed like a golden liquid—though the golden hue was tinged with deep blood—when it clashed against Zhu Yan's dragon-slaying sword, it emitted sharp metallic clinks, holding its own without faltering, occasionally sending waves of sharp wind that nearly overwhelmed Zhu Yan. The face of the Northern Dragon King, etched upon the monster's skull, broke into a series of strange, delighted smiles. With his massive sword flashing like lightning, he launched a furious series of slashes at Zǐ Yán, sending powerful gusts of wind that forced her to retreat step by step. After devouring the Western and Southern Dragon Kings and, subsequently, absorbing the strength of numerous island warriors through the Dragon Transformation Magic Array, the Northern Dragon King's power had now far surpassed that of Zǐ Yán. Were it not for his cautious regard for the legitimate Dragon-Slaying Sword in her hands, Zǐ Yán would have already fallen to his blade. Amidst the Northern Dragon King's relentless assault, Zǐ Yán clenched her teeth tightly, steadfastly holding on. Due to the effects of the Dragon Transformation Magic Array, the warriors of the Eastern Dragon Island dared not enter the island at all—otherwise, they would be reduced to mere streams of blood. In fact, the array continuously strengthened the Northern Dragon King's power. "Northern Dragon King," Zǐ Yán shouted, "as long as you continue to wield the Dragon Transformation Magic Array, you will eventually be overwhelmed by the constant wave of slaughter, losing your sense of reason "Hahahaha! Be beasts, then—beasts! The ancient dragon clan can only be unified under my rule, and the Dragon Emperor can only be crowned by me!" The Northern Dragon King chuckled, then suddenly stopped. With a powerful grasp of his hand, he plucked three ancient dragon clan members from the ground below, lifting them mid-air with visible pain. He then hurled them like weapons straight toward Zǐ Yán. "Dragon Emperor, you've always wanted to save lives, haven't you? Hahahaha! Then let me see just how many lives you can save!" "Hahahaha, truly an exceptional Long Emperor. Even I find myself reluctant to let go..." As soon as Zi Yan had sent the three away, a flash of bloodlight illuminated the scene, and the Northern Dragon King appeared before her like a ghost. The stern expression on his face turned fierce, and with his blood-soaked hands, he swiftly and lightning-fast slammed them onto Zi Yan's shoulder. "Pfft!" The powerful force surged through her shoulder, instantly flooding her body with corrosive blood vapors, causing intense pain. A gush of blood erupted from her mouth, and under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, she reeled backward and fell. "It's all over. The ancient Long Clan of Tai Xu is now mine!" The Northern Dragon King stared wildly at Zi Yan, whose breath had now grown frail. With a fierce grin, he took a decisive step forward and reached out his hand, grasping firmly at her forehead. Beyond the Blood Array, the powerful figures from Dong Long Island were utterly stunned, their eyes blazing crimson with shock. "Ha ha ha..." The Northern Dragon King laughed wildly, yet his palm continued to move at a steady pace. However, as his hand was about to rest upon Zi Yan's head, a sudden surge of rosy flame erupted from her crown—its intense heat causing his palm to halt abruptly, suspended mid-air. His expression gradually darkened, and he slowly lifted his gaze toward the void ahead, his voice growing cold and resonant. "Xiao Yan! Come out here!"