Chapter 771: Prestige!

The surging wave of fire spread across the horizon, eventually enveloping the entire sky within a radius of a hundred zhang. The terrifying tricolored fire cloud loomed over the heavens, blocking even the sunlight from penetrating. After spreading in ripples for a moment, the speed of the fire wave suddenly surged, as if pushed by some great force. With a loud boom, it raced toward the boundless sky at an extremely fast pace, accompanied by a thunderous roar.

The fierce wind generated by the fire wave also swept over the ground. Instantly, the dense army outside the fortress collapsed like a stack of dominoes, all being thrown to the ground with a crashing sound. A cacophony of panic rose into the air, and it took a while before they barely managed to reorganize, lifting their heads and staring in shock at the thick, oppressive fire cloud in the sky. Their throats rolled in fear; even the strongest Battle Sect would not fare well under such a terrifying fire wave.

The strong practitioners from the three sects, who were hovering in the air, were also shaken pale by the earlier terrifying ripple. Even after the fire wave passed, a trace of residual fear remained in their eyes. Such an explosion was indeed too fearsome…

At this moment, the two Elder Musu exchanged glances, their eyes filled with both fear and a hint of relief. Fortunately, when they fought Xiao Yan earlier, he hadn’t used such a terrifying move. Otherwise…

“This young man, no wonder he became the leader of the Flame Alliance. He truly has some strength,” they muttered, wiping the sweat from their foreheads, their voices tinged with lingering fear.

“But I wonder what happened to Yan Lao Tian. Under such a terrifying energy blast, even as a Battle Sect, he wouldn’t be in a good situation.”

On the battlefield, countless gazes lingered on the thick, oppressive fire cloud in the sky for a moment, then suddenly shifted to the figure falling from the sky—the one who had unleashed such a terrifying attack.

Hai Bo Dong, who had just retreated to the city wall, looked back and saw Xiao Yan falling from the sky. He was momentarily stunned, then gave an awkward smile to Xiao Ding and the others before rushing back toward Xiao Yan. As he reached a distance from Xiao Yan, the latter suddenly moved, his fire wings emerging again. He struggled for a moment, but somehow managed to stand in the air once more, albeit with some difficulty.

“Are you alright?” Seeing that Xiao Yan still had the strength to hover, Hai Bo Dong heaved a sigh of relief and hurried over, but when he saw the dense wounds on the former’s body, he quickly asked in concern.

Xiao Yan coughed violently. Though his face was pale, his breath seemed stable, unlike the last time at the Yunlan Sect, where he had even lost some of his consciousness.

“Fortunately, I’m a bit exhausted. The cost of that move is just too high,” Xiao Yan said, waving his hand. The movement pulled at the wounds on his body, causing him to inhale sharply. He took out several jade bottles from his storage ring, flicked his fingers, and poured the medicinal liquid onto his wounds.

After doing this, Xiao Yan took out a few recovery pills, stuffing them into his mouth, and then let out a long breath.

“You really take risks…” Hai Bo Dong remarked, seeing Xiao Yan’s actions.

“What can I do? To deal with a Battle Sect, I need to pay a price, but compared to last time, this is much better,” Xiao Yan said with a nonchalant smile.

Hai Bo Dong could only sigh again, but he admitted inwardly that it was much better than before. The terrifying injuries Xiao Yan suffered last time would have been difficult to recover from for anyone else. Even if they could, they would likely suffer severe aftereffects, and perhaps their future achievements would be permanently stunted at the level of Dou Wang.

“Did that guy die?” Hai Bo Dong shook his head, gazing at the tricolored fire cloud in the sky, which blocked the sunlight, and asked hesitantly.

“Though the Buddha’s Fury Fire Lotus is powerful, I’m still a step behind a Battle Sect, so killing him is difficult. But of course, though death is unlikely, serious injury or disability is possible.” Xiao Yan smiled, his lips curling in a cold arc.

Hai Bo Dong smiled and was about to speak when a violent fluctuation came from the thick, oppressive fire cloud. Countless gazes watched as the fire cloud burst open, revealing a dim golden figure dashing out in a sorry state, even spitting blood as it emerged.

The figure, of course, was Yan Lao Tian, who had been hit hard by the tricolored fire lotus. However, he was now in a pitiful state. His clothes were torn, and the magnificent, mighty large goose wing on his back was bare, looking extremely ugly. His hair hung disheveled over his forehead, and his body was covered in blood. Most importantly, his aura was now extremely weak, showing that while he had survived the tricolored fire lotus, he had sustained heavy internal injuries.

The scene left the entire crowd in silence. Moments later, cheers erupted from the fortress, celebrating the young man who had created another miracle! Defeating three Battle Sects—Molan and Yan Lao Tian—in one day was a grand feat that would make Xiao Yan’s name known throughout the northwest. It would also elevate the status of the Flame Alliance and the Jia Ma Empire in the region.

All of this was thanks to the black-robed youth in the sky, whose life was on the line. He saved the near-defeated Jia Ma Empire, rescuing countless people from displacement. After today, Xiao Yan would become the greatest hero of the Jia Ma Empire, a status never achieved by any previous ruler, not even the Yunlan Sect.

The young man, who was once a family outcast, had come a long way. Perhaps in years to come, the city of Wutan would proudly tell everyone that it had produced a hero who saved the Jia Ma Empire—a hero named Xiao Yan!

Hearing the joyful cheers from the fortress, Xiao Yan and Hai Bo Dong smiled. They looked up at the battered Yan Lao Tian, who, after appearing, shot a fearful glance at Xiao Yan, then hurriedly commanded his damaged body to flee towards the allied army.

Seeing Yan Lao Tian’s escape, Xiao Yan did not pursue him. After using the tricolored fire lotus, his Dou Qi had dissipated significantly, and even if he caught up, he wouldn’t be able to stop him. Moreover, with the injuries he had, Xiao Yan predicted that it would take at least half a year for him to recover, making him no longer a threat.

Turning his gaze from Yan Lao Tian, Xiao Yan focused on the battle between Medusa and the Venom Sect Leader. The two were fighting fiercely, undistracted even by the fire lotus’s explosion. This was not because they couldn’t sense it, but because they couldn’t afford any distraction. Even a slight mistake against such opponents could lead to dire consequences.

Flapping his fire wings, Xiao Yan stopped not far from the battle and shouted, “Venom Sect Leader, your Two Battle Sect allies are defeated today. Xiao Yan advises you to retreat.”

The two in combat ignored his shout, clearly too engrossed in their intense duel.

Seeing his shout ineffective, Xiao Yan helplessly shook his head. In his current state, he dared not join the battle and could only watch.

Perhaps Xiao Yan’s presence here disturbed someone, causing a sudden change in the heated battle. The Venom Sect Leader’s swift movements suddenly slowed, and Medusa seized the opportunity. Her slender hand, like a venomous snake, darted out and struck the Venom Sect Leader’s chest.

With a spurt of blood, the Venom Sect Leader coughed out a mouthful of blood, which oddly transformed into a blood arrow shooting straight at Medusa’s face.

Caught off guard, Medusa barely managed to catch the blood arrow, but as she gripped it, it melted and bizarrely seeped into her palm.

These changes occurred in an instant. By the time Xiao Yan reacted, he found that both had taken several steps back, their faces pale.

The Venom Sect Leader, standing firm, saw the blood seep into Medusa’s body and smirked. But as she did, she suddenly realized something and touched her face, only to find that her veil had been knocked off by the blood arrow.

At that moment, Xiao Yan’s gaze shot toward her, and the familiar, delicate face appeared in his sight.

His mouth agape, Xiao Yan stared at the vaguely familiar face, blinking rapidly. Finally, a voice full of disbelief, roared out,

“Little Healer Immortal?!”