Immortal of the Ages

Feng Yao was especially beautiful. She wasn't as tall and imposing as the Young Dragon Consort, but rather just right. In terms of proportions, she was undoubtedly superior—more perfect. The unique cold allure brought by her Mortal Dust Devil Blood was unmatched under the heavens.

In short, Feng Yao was the world's most perfect devil girl. She could make the heart of every man flutter. The Young Dragon Consort was someone most could only admire from afar, leaning toward an extreme, grandiose beauty.

The Young Dragon Lord, along with some young men of the Dragon Devil Clan, saw Feng Yao clearly for the first time. His eyes locked onto her, as if freed from the humiliation moments before. The anger in his gaze quickly transformed into greed, burning even more fiercely.

Many people instantly realized something…

"Feng Yao is Yun Xiao's mistress. If the Young Dragon Lord wants to erase the shame brought upon him by the Young Dragon Consort, there's only one way—to bring down Feng Yao, putting the shoe on the other foot. Perhaps even in a real confrontation, and preferably in a crowded place, to create a visual spectacle..."

With that in mind, they could fully imagine how reckless the Young Dragon Lord might become.

However, that captivating maiden paid the Young Dragon Lord no heed. After she appeared, all her attention was on Yun Xiao.

She approached him, gave a playful glare, and complained, "Tell me, why didn't you let us come up earlier?"

"You wouldn't understand, even if I explained," Yun Xiao replied calmly.

"Aren't they master and servant? How is this celestial slave so audacious?"

Actually, they guessed right—they were indeed master and servant, just the other way around.

"Yun Xiao, how did these people enter the Extreme Yin Star Barrier without being..." Hai Qing and her sisters saw the army of 500 people, their minds equally buzzing. At first glance, they thought these people had broken in.

They were almost scared to tears.

The Young Dragon Lord was overly cautious, bringing 500 geniuses to fight nine people.

Even being this cautious, if he still lost, who would believe it?

Yun Xiao didn't let them worry for long and said, "I've secured their Personal Pledges. Now, these 250 are our sworn brothers and sisters of Carefree Windy Clouds! From now on, we'll fight side by side, live and die together."

Hearing this, Bai Lu and the others couldn't help but roll their eyes, while Hai Qing and her group stood frozen like ice sculptures. When they could move, they pinched themselves, wondering if they were dreaming.

"How did you manage this?" Feng Yao asked, equally astonished and hesitant.

"What do you think? Pure charisma," Yun Xiao replied.

"Well, he threat—" Bai Ao began, grinning sheepishly.

Before he could finish, Bai Lu clamped her hand around his neck, making him stick out his tongue, nearly choking him unconscious.

"Ha!"

This odd exchange and the relaxed atmosphere made people laugh for no apparent reason.

Even Bai Lu hadn't expected that by restraining her hotheaded brother, she'd add to Yun Xiao's charm.

The natural warmth on this side stood in sharp contrast to the oppressive, cold, and violent aura under the Young Dragon Lord's command.

"So you're the one called the Young Dragon Lord?" Feng Yao didn't flinch. Facing the ten-foot-tall man, she patted Yun Xiao's shoulder and said, "Our numbers are about even now, Lil Yun. Go on, take his head among thousands."

Was this confidence born from something solid, or was she just putting on a brave face?

Bai Lu, Gusu Yan, and the Bloodvine Young Master were all puzzled, trying to make sense of it.

On the Young Dragon Lord's side, how could he tolerate such provocation? He stepped forward, flames igniting around him. With a wave of his hand, he issued a direct command: "Kill!"

Such ruthless and indiscriminate orders showcased the Young Dragon Lord's arrogance and disdain, making Gusu Yan and the others feel a chill in their hearts.

Even if he had specified killing only those from the Extreme Yin Star, Bai Lu, Gusu Yan, and the others would have felt a bit better. But he just gave a general command to kill. So, didn't that make them targets too?

In an instant, led by a group of Dragon Devil clan geniuses, the team of Immortal Dao prodigies behind the Young Dragon Lord stirred restlessly. Battle intent rose as they moved forward.

A vast and chilling killing intent enveloped the Taiyin Star.

Facing such ferocious intent, Yun Xiao remained calm. Without hesitation, he ordered the pledges, "Kill the Dragon Devil Clan before you!"

After the command, the 250 people behind him didn't react; no green light appeared before their eyes.

"You can't force people to kill directly in the Grand Assembly Arena," Hai Qing explained. "They can only attack or defend and can't accept overly complex orders."

"It's not a loophole; it gives the captives some freedom," Hai Ying added. "If they had to follow your every order, there'd be no fun in it."

"Understood," Yun Xiao nodded. He didn't mind and immediately changed the command. "Defend the Extreme Yin Parent Flag with all your might. Protect the disciples of the Harmony Divine Palace!"

These two commands were accepted. The second one also restricted their actions. As for whether they'd give their all, there was still some room to maneuver. But there was a bottom line, especially with Personal Pledges, where the constraints were stricter.

To avoid crossing that line, they had to fight.

The battle orders came with a countdown. After the two commands were issued, the 250 people exchanged glances. Then, like Lei Ting and the others before, they entered combat mode, matching their opponents in momentum.

Once both sides readied for combat, even before any fighting began, the differences became clear.

On Yun Xiao's side, the 250 were from eleven Empyrean Emperor Sects—the most elite and powerful geniuses who had been at the Young Dragon Lord's side, second only to the Dragon Devil Clan.

On the Young Dragon Lord's side, those remaining included over 100 Taiji Disciples from various Heavenly Monarch Sects, with few Samsara Disciples, and another 100 or so who were just passing by to watch the spectacle.

The Young Dragon Lord had actually recruited 400 people.

These onlookers had cultivation levels in the Early to Mid stages of the Third Baptism Realm. Some were even in the Second Baptism Realm.

More importantly, they knew their own limits.

Originally, with 500 against 9, they dared to join in. All they had to do was step in and stomp around a bit, and they could boast about it later.

But now, with Yun Xiao, the disciples of Harmony Divine Palace, 250 elites, and the Extreme Yin Star Barrier standing before them, going up would be a fight to the death. Was it worth it?

The small sects felt no pressure regarding the Grand Assembly Rankings; they participated in the Grand Assembly of Myriad Sects just for fun.

So, when the Dragon Devil Clan led about 100 disciples forward, over 150 people at the rear stood frozen, exchanging uneasy glances, falling out of step with the righteous army.

"What are you doing? Charge!" a Dragon Devil Clan disciple turned and shouted hoarsely.

With that shout, about 20 more people joined in.

But the rest remained rooted, faces tense. Some even began to quietly retreat, covering their faces as they fled.

Once someone fled, more followed.

As the dam broke, the remaining 100 or so scattered in all directions.

These people were weak in combat strength, there just to make up numbers and bolster morale. Their escape didn't greatly impact the Young Dragon Lord's fighting power. After all, on Yun Xiao's side, there would likely be many who would hold back.

But the problem was, during the confrontation, the rear of the Young Dragon Lord's side began to flee first. This was a massive blow to their morale and fighting spirit.

They already seemed outnumbered. Now, they were even fewer. The numbers were now two to one in Yun Xiao's favor.

Backed by the Extreme Yin Star Barrier, the Young Dragon Lord's forces seemed to be facing an insurmountable wall. How could this still be a lion hunting a rabbit? It had become a lion battling an elephant.

Losing momentum before the fight even began—such a shift could be fatal in any confrontation.

"Young Dragon Lord!" A green-haired youth from the Dragon Devil Clan named Long Zhaochuan gritted his teeth. "If we fight now, our losses might be significant..."

"Stop spouting nonsense," the Young Dragon Lord replied coldly. "Bai Lu and the others are just putting on a show. Where would they find the courage to oppose me? Slay Yun Xiao; he's the Star Liege. Or force the Three Diva to act, disqualifying the Harmony Divine Palace—that would settle this mess!"

"Yes!"

At its core, it was still a battle between the Dragon Devil Clan and Harmony Divine Palace. The others were essentially just spectators.

"Attack!"

At the Young Dragon Lord's command, even with only 100 men, they charged fiercely downward.

Below were Yun Xiao, Feng Yao, Bai Lu, Gusu Yan, the Bloodvine Young Master, and others. Some remained calm as still water; others were turbulent inside, wrestling with inner turmoil.

In the Grand Assembly Arena, many grew tense.

Yet at this most critical moment, Yun Xiao glanced in another direction and murmured, "They've been watching from the sidelines for so long—are they planning to play the fisherman or step in and offer some bait?"

"What do you mean?" Bai Lu asked, puzzled.

He pointed with his hand. "It's the latter—they're coming."

Startled, Bai Lu looked where he pointed. Emerging from the starry void were about 100 geniuses of the Heavenly Deity Stellar River. These people seemed more noble and graceful, exuding a righteousness that surpassed both the Dragon Devil Clan and Harmony Divine Palace.

"It's the Ancestral Land and Nine Yin Soul Sea..." Bai Lu's pupils narrowed, her heart trembling.

Hai Qing and the others also looked over, exclaiming, "Mu Zixiao, Mu Zhilu, and Meng Huan—they've all come!"