"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Countless pills surged into the array in a deluge, swiftly breaking down into powerful energy. Eventually, the energy within the array coalesced into a liquid ocean, flowing with deep, resonant sounds reminiscent of thunder. "Primordial Ancestor returns!" Medic and Dan, hands swiftly forming seals, faces contorted with intensity, suddenly roared. "Splash! Splash! Splash!" As his roar fell, a vortex erupted at the center of the array, an endless flow of liquid energy surging in. At the same time, an extremely ancient aura gradually diffused from within the vortex. The vortex spun rapidly before gently dissipating. As it vanished, a translucent, elderly figure clad in coarse hemp robes materialized in the realm. "Hum!" At the very moment the ethereal elder appeared, every member of the medicinal clan felt their souls suddenly tremble with a profound, ancestral pressure—so powerful that it caused countless figures across the entire mountain range to kneel. "Ancestor!" The clan elders, moved to tears, gazed with fervor and passion at the ethereal figure. Under the influence of that ancestral aura, the figure in their hearts became divine, invincible. "This is indeed the residual soul of the founder of the Medicinal Clan..." Xiang Yan gazed solemnly at the figure. Even his soul, at the peak of the Heavenly Realm, felt as though it could hardly breathe beneath the presence—such a residual soul, preserved for countless ages, was already so formidable. It was hard to imagine what true power of a Battle Emperor might truly be like. Beside Xiang Yan, the body of Yao Old Man also trembled slightly, his eyes filled with reverence as he stared at the ethereal form within the array. In the sky, Hun Xuzi's expression grew serious as well. The presence of that figure exerted a profound sense of pressure upon him—this Medicinal Clan was indeed no mere match for the Stone or Spirit Clans, and no matter how fiercely they struggled, their fate remained inevitable. "Ah, the Emperor of Medicine..." The black flame figure beside Hun Xuzi, with eyes like black holes, fixed his gaze upon the ethereal form. After a moment, he emitted a soft, enigmatic sigh. "Yet sadly, the once supreme beings now exist only as a fragment of their souls..." "May the Primordial Ancestor protect our herbal clan!" The medicine crystal bowed solemnly in the sky, roaring softly. "Herbal clan..." Within the array, the elder dressed in coarse linen murmured softly. The passage of time had made his fading memories increasingly hazy, yet he still remembered his own creation—the race he had founded. With that ancient gaze, he slowly scanned the figures below, his voice finally settling into a quiet, murmured soliloquy. "Indeed, it has fallen so far..." Hearing the faint words of the ethereal elder, the medicine crystal's aged face flushed with shame. Though his current standing no longer matched that of the ancient times, he said nothing to defend himself. "This... is... the Void Devouring Flame!" The ethereal elder made no conversation with any of the medicinal clans. He slowly raised his gaze toward the swirling black flame spreading across the sky, his eyes once again flickering with bewilderment. Then, with a graceful sweep of his robe, a brilliant radiance surged across the array, and the black flames clinging to it—continuously siphoning energy—were forcibly dispersed. "Without complete memories, without a whole soul, drifting in confusion, like puppets. Even a great medicinal emperor has reached this state. Well then, I shall take your fragmented soul. At least, that will be a hundred thousand complete souls." Above, the Void Devouring Flame smiled faintly, his tone devoid of any reverence. With a gentle extension of his hand, his fingers, etched with black glyphs, lightly touched the ground below. "Boom!" As the gesture "Absorbing Void and Consuming Flame" was cast, the entire realm instantly shook with mountain collapses and earth ruptures. Amidst the swirling black flames, a colossal black flame finger—nearly concealing half of a mountain—descended from the heavens and pressed firmly against the great array. Under the force of this single finger, the very fabric of the realm shattered. Witnessing the overwhelming power of this gesture, many people's faces turned pale. The black finger descended, yet as it neared the array, the elderly man in coarse cotton robes finally raised his hand, and a cauldron of equal size and strength to the giant finger materialized upon the array. The cauldron was adorned with various strange patterns, appearing almost tangible, radiating an ancient aura. "Hum!" The immense finger pressed down upon the cauldron, and immediately, a resonant hum echoed throughout the heavens and earth. "Pfft!" Under that terrifying hum, some less powerful individuals instantly spat out blood, while others had their eardrums burst, blood seeping continuously from their ears, their plight truly tragic. The two collided, the massive fingers dispersed, and the cauldron itself grew increasingly ethereal, its form blurred—clearly having expended considerable energy. "A single fragment of soul—how many times can it withstand me?" The first strike fell short, yet the ethereal flame smiled gently, pressing her fingers against the void. Instantly, the earth trembled, and several colossal fingers descended from the heavens, striking the cauldron with relentless force. "Hoo-hoo-hoo!" With the thunderous roar, cracks began to form and spread across the cauldron's surface. "All members of the Medicinal Clan—channel your full qi into the array!" "Seeing that the Void Devouring Flame, even the ancestral remnant soul, remained undaunted, the medicine master's face turned pale once more. He roared fiercely, and instantly, his combat energy surged into a brilliant column of light, blasting directly into the array. Light columns erupted from other points as well. The massive cauldron grew denser and, this time, it broke free of the array, rushing forward with a roar, colliding head-on with the Void Devouring Flame soaring above. Observing the cauldron hurtling toward him, the Soul-Empty disciple quickly shifted, ducking behind the Void Devouring Flame. 'You possess the power of the Medicine Clan. So do I!' said the Void Devouring Flame, his tone still calm. With a sweeping motion of his robe, the entire Medicine Realm trembled. Then, everyone was stunned to see countless clusters of dark flame rising from outside the array, merging into the vast expanse of dark flame spreading across the sky. Instantly, a series of piercing, agonizing cries echoed throughout the heavens." "Those are the descendants of the Medicine Clan!" Xiao Yan's face paled. Within those dense clusters of luminous orbs, countless figures were writhing wildly—people, all of them descendants of the Medicine Clan. As they were drawn into the black flame clouds, Xiao Yan could see their bodies transform into blood and then completely vanish... How cruel! Even these descendants had been spared! Clenching his fists tightly, Xiao Yan thought: "The Medicine Realm has counted millions of such descendants. Now, they will all be swallowed whole by the Void-Inferno!" "Spirit Clan—we will never forgive you! Our Medicine Clan and you are sworn enemies!" The disturbance beyond the array had been sensed by Yao Dan as well. Her eyes were nearly bursting with tears, and her furious, venomous roar echoed across the heavens. Unmoved by the roar of the medicinal elixir, Xuzhongwen merely grasped his palm, and a blood orb gradually coalesced, swelling with an increasingly terrifying velocity. Within the orb, the members of the Medicinal Clan could clearly sense a familiar aroma. "Explosion!" When the blood orb had expanded nearly a thousand zhang, Xuzhongwen finally swept his hand, and the orb surged forth, colliding powerfully with the great cauldron hurtling toward it. A surge of bloodlight instantly enveloped the sky, temporarily silencing all ears. It was only the vivid crimson filling their eyes that made them realize the cataclysmic impact was no illusion. Boom! An indescribable, terrifying wave of energy surged violently from the heavens. At the very moment of contact, the ancient great tripod cracked open with fissures spreading across its body. Ultimately, engulfed by the relentless black flame, it was completely dissolved. The remaining destructive force then swept down, crashing forcefully upon the array. "Thud!" The array trembled violently under this onslaught, its liquid-like energy dissipating at an astonishing pace. "The array is breaking..." As the array grew increasingly translucent, the hearts of all the medicinal clan members grew cold. They had not anticipated that, despite having summoned the entire clan's strength to form this array, it still could not withstand such a formidable force. Standing at the center of the array, the ethereal elder clad in coarse hemp garments gently exhaled, his murmured words drifting softly through the air. "This calamity still cannot be avoided..." As the words settled, his form suddenly surged forth from the array, transforming into a shimmering glow that pierced through the black flame clouds at a speed surpassing that of light, ultimately entering the body of the Void Devourer of Flames. "Thud!" The impact was a quiet, resonant hum, yet the Void Devourer's body trembled violently. Then, for the first time, a surge of anger rippled through his voice: "You—dying old fool! Disperse into the heavens and the earth!" Black flames erupted violently from within him, followed by a faint, delicate sound—like the soul fracturing. Though the sound was soft, every member of the Herbal Clan felt their bodies stiffen at that very moment, sensing something within their bloodlines quietly fading away. "Ancestor..." Yeo Dan stared blankly at the sky, his eyes blazing red, as if his very faith had crumbled at that instant. Crack!