The two God Realm martial artists, Qing Ming and Di Huang, were still waiting for Fan Xiangyun to fully drain the power from Shi Yan, when they suddenly heard her shriek. Immediately after, they saw her shoot violently out of the curtain tent and rocket toward the sky, her exquisite naked body spattering blood.

Then, Shi Yan appeared, grinning ferociously, like a bloodthirsty beast, his sword aimed straight at the firmament, his murderous intensity suggesting he meant to annihilate Fan Xiangyun in an instant.

"Seeking death!"

Di Huang roared, flinging his white paper fan outward. The "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" painting within the fan suddenly sprang to life. Countless colorful birds leaped forth from the fan, dozens of them shrieking and flapping wildly, as if injected with adrenaline, as they swarmed toward Shi Yan.

These birds were small, their feathers brilliantly vibrant, yet their speed was astonishing, like streaks of lightning carving through the void. They moved in graceful arcs, dancing elegantly in the air.

Exhalations of frost, flame, venom, and sharp light suddenly erupted from the birds’ beaks. Though these attacks seemed mild, they wove together into a dense, sticky net, emanating an intensely powerful, binding suction force.

Shi Yan was thrown sideways, the chaotic energy from his three core life forms surging within him—the second level of the Berserk Realm, his entire reservoir of negative power flooding his body!

At this moment, he unleashed his full might, determined to grievously injure, perhaps even kill, the Empress whose body was momentarily frozen by the Profound Ice Cold Flame!

One hand formed the Life Seal, the other the Death Seal; the two were about to merge, poised to create the terrifyingly destructive Life-Death Seal.

Just then, an overwhelmingly violent suction force pulled at him from below. The central point where the power spewed from the dozens of birds converged seemed to have become a mire, ensnaring everything, and he could not break free from the tugging force.

Empress Fan Xiangyun was bleeding profusely from her chest; her large breasts had completely ruptured, exposing the sinews within. Clutching her chest cavity like a gaping wound, her expression was agonizingly fierce, while her lower body remained entirely frozen, gathering power to thaw.

Shi Yan, who had been hurtling down toward her, stopped abruptly, impossibly, right before her, and then began to sink slowly downward.

Fan Xiangyun's beautiful eyes flared with madness, and her crimson lips released a world-shaking scream. Amidst the cry, her blood-stained palms suddenly burst forth with two orbs of light—one cyan, one violet.

The orbs shimmered with profound light, within which two miniature figures appeared. These figures were manifestations of a refined wisp of Fan Xiangyun's divine soul, identical to her in appearance but possessing utterly different temperaments.

The miniature Fan Xiangyun in the cyan orb was fully cloaked, seated with solemn dignity, hands clasped as if devoutly worshipping an ethereal deity. The other, in the violet orb, was scantily clad, wearing a bewitching, bone-eroding smile, dancing provocatively within.

The cyan and violet orbs instantly expanded in her palms, and the two tiny figures inside suddenly grew larger, both pairs of eyes fixing upon Shi Yan simultaneously.

Then, the two miniature figures conjured from Fan Xiangyun's spiritual will drifted out from the cyan and violet orbs through the sheer act of mutual gaze, like ethereal spirits, like wisps of smoke, burrowing toward Shi Yan’s eyes along the line of sight.

Vast righteous energy and filthy, corrupting evil instantly flooded into Shi Yan’s eyes.

His mind thundered; for a single instant, Shi Yan experienced the marvelous illusion of his physical body splitting, being torn in two. Each half possessed its own consciousness: one upright and strong, the other sinister and ruthless. Even his soul seemed to bifurcate, the two halves warring against each other.

All this occurred in a flash. The moment he sensed peril, his body plunged into the mire created by the combined energies of the dozens of birds.

Various strange powers instantly permeated him. The delicate little birds began emanating an unnatural glow, their sharp beaks suddenly pecking at his physical form.

His legs were instantly riddled with bloody holes. As the birds’ beaks struck, his legs could no longer support him, being pecked until the flesh was mangled and riddled with small cavities.

However, where his upper body and arms had undergone their transformation, the pecking of the birds produced the sound of clashing metal. His bare muscles were cast like iron, showing only white marks; his flesh was impervious.

Di Huang remained seated, motionless, watching the bird-pecked Shi Yan in the sky with a cold smile.

Qing Ming had intended to intervene, but upon seeing Shi Yan immobilized—first afflicted by Fan Xiangyun’s "Soul Division Art," then trapped by Di Huang's secret treasure—he relaxed, frowning instead as he watched the frenzied Fan Xiangyun screaming.

Fan Xiangyun floated mid-air, all the blood on her body frozen into crystals. The seductive charm had vanished from her face, replaced only by a terrifying ruthlessness!

Waving her hands, the two cyan and violet orbs suddenly dispersed into a haze of scattered light points, instantly entering the open acupoints on her body, dissolving the Profound Ice Cold Flame energy within her private areas.

The dreamlike "Bone-Eroding Nightmare," with her horrific screams, had finally shattered.

The disciples of the two major sects near the cave entrance on the mountainside awoke from the illusion, staring at her, then at Shi Yan, whose legs were streaming blood, in utter astonishment.

These observers knew nothing of what had just transpired, but Fan Xiangyun’s breathtakingly beautiful body was now ruined, utterly devoid of grace.

This terrified them, and their gaze toward Shi Yan became laced with apprehension.

"Do not kill him immediately! I will make him taste the most brutal tortures the mortal world can offer! I will imprison his soul and torment him until I die!"

Fan Xiangyun shrieked madly, her eyes burning with bone-chilling malice, halting Di Huang’s next move.

The sheer intensity of her gaze sent a chill through everyone; even Di Huang’s expression shifted. He did not defy her demand, nor did he unleash a stronger offensive with his secret treasure.

After the cyan and violet light points infused the acupoints on Fan Xiangyun’s lower body, her frame shuddered repeatedly, ice shards flying off her. The frigid cold energy from the Profound Ice Cold Flame within her was forcibly expelled from her body.

A God Realm expert was a God Realm expert after all. Though caught off guard by a momentary lapse, once they reacted, their true power manifested. Even the might of the Profound Ice Cold Flame could not keep her frozen for long.

Screaming, Fan Xiangyun, her hair disheveled like a vengeful spirit from the inferno, lunged at Shi Yan with bared teeth and claws.

In that moment, she was no longer the graceful Empress who drove all men to madness, but a hysterical woman humiliated and enraged.

Shi Yan’s eyes were vacant, but his sea of consciousness was roiling with storm surges.

The two wisps of Fan Xiangyun’s divine soul intention, manifested in her likeness, now appeared within his sea of consciousness. One was solemnly dignified, the other wickedly seductive; both lunged toward his main soul within the sea.

The sea of consciousness churned violently, seemingly influenced by Fan Xiangyun’s spiritual intent. The Five Devils hidden within surged out, but they could not catch up to the two phantoms belonging to Fan Xiangyun, watching helplessly as she rushed toward Shi Yan’s main soul, seeking to penetrate and restrain it.

Suddenly, the skin fold at the center of Shi Yan’s main soul's brow twitched, and a small, bright silver eye suddenly ripped open the flesh and appeared.

Within that small eye, a cluster of tiny flames danced joyfully. A strange aura, capable of annihilating all living souls, instantly emanated from the small eye.

Simultaneously, a beam of brilliant silver light, like a searchlight curtain, instantly enveloped the two wisps of Fan Xiangyun’s divine soul intention as they charged.

Silently, these two wisps of Fan Xiangyun’s soul intent dissolved into ash under the illumination of the silver light!

The turbulence in the sea of consciousness instantly subsided. The small silver eye on the main soul's brow moved slightly, then gradually narrowed again.

Shi Yan snapped back to awareness; the bizarre feeling of being split in two vanished, and clarity returned to his eyes.

At that moment, the disheveled, clawing Fan Xiangyun appeared in his pupils. The tips of her bloodied ten fingers, channeled by cyan and violet light, burst forth with a sharpness capable of slicing through all obstacles, mere inches from his carotid artery.

His heart tightened. Without time to think, he unleashed the Stellar Radiance from his Star Martial Soul. Like a streak of light, he instantly traversed a thousand meters, reappearing before Yin Hai's cave entrance.

"Imprison!"

The power of the Stars, Essence Qi, Yin Force, Negative Force, and the three energies—Profound Ice Cold Flame from the vortex, Earth Core Fire, and the Divine Spiritual Energy of the Saint—all erupted from his body simultaneously, forming a Magnetic Maelstrom field. Like an invisible cage, it suddenly enveloped Yin Hai.

Yin Hai, who had been sneering coldly, suddenly changed expression. Just as he was about to unleash his full power, he felt his body lose control, being spun violently by an unknown force.

In the rotation, his power seemed to become chaotic, unable to coalesce.

Stripped of his power's protection, within the Magnetic Maelstrom field mixed with seven distinct energies, Yin Hai’s flesh felt as if it were being shredded by blades, rapidly separating from his body.

The Magnetic Maelstrom technique was exceedingly specialized; the more varied the mixture of forces, the greater its destructive capability. Now, Shi Yan commanded seven usable energies. Their fusion meant even the Heaven Rank Yin Hai could not withstand it, spinning along with the field as his power was completely suppressed.

Shi Yan knew that if this continued, Yin Hai would be ground into a bloody pulp and die within the Maelstrom.

But that required time he did not have!

So, he plunged headlong into the Magnetic Maelstrom field, throwing a punch that directly obliterated Yin Hai’s unprotected head. He immediately shot out of the field, falling toward the two Yin Wood Coffins inside the mountain cave.

The Life Seal, long prepared, flew from his hands. The Seven Seals merged, the Life Seal manifested, and fell into the two Yin Wood Coffins respectively.

"Aoooooo!"

The two Heavenly Corpses, previously restrained by secret arts within the Yin Wood Coffins, suddenly howled. The coffins violently shattered, and the two Heavenly Corpses emerged, instantly manifesting before Shi Yan.

Shi Yan was overjoyed. In this moment of crisis, he burst into loud, unrestrained laughter, the sound filled with genuine delight.