BTTH: DISCIPLE CASHBACK SYSTEM

Chapter 411: Renown Spreads in Jia Ma Empire!

At the very moment Xiao Yan began to gather his strength, a ghostly purple glow emerged from Xiao Yi Xian’s right palm. Almost instantly, the poisonous Dou Qi within her body surged out, while the toxic energies of the surrounding space were drawn to her uncontrollably. Within moments, these energies condensed in front of her, forming a massive purple claw, nearly the same size as the crescent-shaped white energy blade emanating from the tip of Xiao Yan’s Heavy Xuan Ruler.

In an instant, the entire poisonous fog prison was filled with the overwhelming presence of purple butterflies and the immense energy from these two destructive attacks.

From the outside, onlookers gazing at this battleground from a distance witnessed a radiant crescent-shaped white glow pierce through the space. The other side of the battlefield, enveloped in thick poisonous fog, revealed a gigantic purple butterfly and the enormous claw.

As the crescent white glow collided with the purple claw, a massive impact erupted, causing the spectators to lose sight of the chaotic interior once more.

Shortly after, the colossal gray-purple prison in the sky exhibited an unusual fluctuation. The distorted spatial barriers surrounding the prison began to ripple violently. Within moments, the ripples diminished, and the distorted space gradually reverted to its original stable form.

As the spatial barrier around the area dissipated, the gray-purple poisonous fog trapped inside spread outward uncontrollably.

Witnessing the poison fog’s rapid expansion, the faces of the onlookers turned pale. Even at a great distance, the fog emanated an oppressive and unsettling sensation. If left unchecked, the spreading toxic mist would engulf the entire vicinity of the Yun Lan Sect’s main hall. Disciples nearby, weaker elders, and spectators alike would likely perish within the lethal poison cloud.

“Retreat! Everyone, evacuate to the back mountain immediately!”

Yun Leng’s face was filled with terror as he shouted the command. Without a second thought, he soared over the main hall, desperately avoiding even the slightest exposure to the poisonous mist.

Just as the crowd was about to retreat in panic, the spreading gray-purple fog suddenly froze. Moments later, as if drawn by a powerful suction force from its center, the poisonous mist surged back rapidly.

The withdrawal of the mist was astonishingly swift. Within the span of a few blinks, the fog completely receded. As the poison dispersed, two figures hidden within the mist were finally revealed to the stunned onlookers.

Suspended in the distant sky, Xiao Yi Xian and Xiao Yan hovered midair, seemingly unscathed.

“Xiao Yan’s energy seems to be weakening as time passes. It appears the power he’s using doesn’t belong to him and cannot be sustained for long,” Fa Ma remarked. His extraordinary soul strength, far surpassing that of ordinary Dou Kings, allowed him to sense the waning aura of Xiao Yan.

“Pfft!”

Just as the crowd assumed the battle between Xiao Yan and Xiao Yi Xian would continue, Xiao Yan abruptly coughed up a mouthful of black blood. Dark patches spread across his skin, and white flames coursed through his body, as though chasing something within him.

In stark contrast, Xiao Yi Xian appeared composed and unaffected, clearly in a better state than Xiao Yan.

Yao Lao, who was controlling Xiao Yan’s body, locked eyes with Xiao Yi Xian. His mind was conflicted. Whenever he infused Xiao Yan with energy, he carefully maintained it at a stable threshold. Overloading Xiao Yan with energy would leave traces of Yao Lao’s soul imprints within him.

These residual soul imprints could create resistance between Xiao Yan’s soul and body. If the two failed to merge seamlessly, it would pose a significant danger to Xiao Yan’s future growth and wellbeing.

And Yao Lao was well aware that his current soul strength had only barely recovered. If he were to push himself further, his soul would likely deteriorate, forcing him into deep slumber. Moreover, Xiao Yan’s body was already infiltrated with toxins from the recent battle. If Yao Lao also succumbed to slumber, both master and disciple would be utterly doomed on Yun Lan Mountain.

With this thought in mind, Yao Lao dismissed any idea of continuing the fight.

“Heh, little one, you just want to make it clear to everyone that Xiao Yan was truly defeated this time, without any hidden circumstances. Now that you’ve achieved your goal, this old man will take his leave!”

With a dry chuckle, "Xiao Yan" spoke loudly before retreating without hesitation. Like a shooting star, he sped away from Xiao Yi Xian and vanished into the seemingly endless dense forests below.

Seeing Yao Lao’s sudden retreat, Xiao Yi Xian made no effort to pursue him. Although her strength exceeded that of the current "Xiao Yan," it wasn’t by much. While she could defeat him, it would indeed be difficult to stop him if he was determined to escape.

Moreover, as "Xiao Yan" had mentioned, their clash had already accomplished her goal—proving that Xiao Yan’s power relied on external forces. Not only that, but she had also successfully inflicted him with deadly poison. There was a significant chance the poison would claim Xiao Yan’s life outright. Even if the strange flames or other means purged the toxins, it would undoubtedly be a grueling ordeal for him.

Retracting her gaze from the direction in which "Xiao Yan" had fled, Xiao Yi Xian stepped through the air and slowly made her way toward Liu Ling and Nalan Yanran.

As she walked toward the grand hall, a cold and commanding voice escaped her lips.

“Elders, announce the results of the duel between Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran.”

Her tone carried an undeniable authority at this moment, as everyone had witnessed her terrifying power firsthand.

By now, Yun Leng, who had been retreating hastily moments earlier, heard her words. He paused mid-air, glanced back nervously, and finally turned to announce in a tense voice, “The Three-Year Agreement—Nalan Yanran wins!”

As Yun Leng's loud declaration echoed, Xiao Yi Xian, Liu Ling, Nalan Yanran, and Qing Lin wasted no time lingering in front of the sect’s grand hall. Instead, they promptly headed toward Gu He’s courtyard.

Meanwhile, those who remained in the Yun Lan Sect wore expressions of mixed feelings.

“I didn’t expect Xiao Yan to fall so quickly!” Jia Xing Tian remarked with a hint of regret in his tone. He had harbored hopes of someone emerging to rival Xiao Yi Xian.

After today, news that Gu He’s disciple was a Dou Zong-level powerhouse would undoubtedly spread across the Jia Ma Empire in no time and likely reach neighboring nations soon after. The Yun Lan Sect’s standing within the Jia Ma Empire would soar as a result. Even the imperial family would have to reconsider its dealings with the sect. Should they provoke Yun Lan Sect, it could very well lead to a shift in imperial power.

On the other hand, Fa Ma slowly approached the area where Xiao Yan had previously stood. Feeling the lingering aura in the air, his expression grew deeply complicated.

(End of Chapter)

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