When Yun Xiao refused to hand over the Parent Flag, Zu Wei and Meng Huan flew into a rage, exposing their true motives.

They pretended to extend an olive branch to the Extreme Yin Celestial Realm, but their aim was not salvation—it was to squeeze the last ounce of value from the Harmony Divine Palace.

The young and hot-blooded couldn't control their emotions, igniting at the slightest provocation. Little did they know that their anger only allowed the elders of the Harmony Divine Palace to see more clearly the true faces of those behind them.

Mu Zixiao had just spoken with such righteousness and propriety that Hai Qing and her sisters were moved, almost believing him.

But now, when Meng Huan could no longer suppress his fury and publicly challenged Yun Xiao, Hai Qing and the others saw through their hypocritical facades.

The Dragon Devil Clan were at least straightforward scoundrels, but these sanctimonious hypocrites before them were even more disgusting.

"Yun Xiao, don't agree to it! With the Extreme Yin Star Barrier at our backs, we don't need to fear them!" Hai Qing exclaimed.

She knew that when the enemy opened their greedy mouths, pleading was useless for fish on the chopping block. Already weak and isolated, they couldn't expose their shortcomings and avoid their strengths by dueling Meng Huan.

Instinctively, she grabbed Yun Xiao's arm, nervously shaking her head at him, her eyes filled with pleading.

Although she had been polite to Mu Zixiao and his group, this scene clearly showed that the seven sisters knew who truly protected them and who they should care about.

"Hai Qing, I didn't mean to target him," Meng Huan said calmly. "It's just that the path of immortality is like this. Since he's dared to provoke me, he should have no qualms accepting my challenge."

Afterwards, the 100 followers behind him chuckled quietly.

They raised their eyebrows and lifted their chins, looking at Yun Xiao with contempt, trying to provoke him into losing his composure.

As an Anima Immortal, Meng Huan was the most lethal of the four great types of Immortals, his fame widespread.

They all knew how strong Meng Huan was. Though he was also at the Perfect stage of the Fourth Baptism Realm, his record included slaying those in the Establishment stage of the Fourth Baptism Realm. His soul-based attacks even made many elders in the Fifth Baptism Realm wary.

To provoke an equal-level Anima Immortal was tantamount to suicide—that was an iron rule in the Samsara Galaxy.

Yun Xiao, relying on the Extreme Yin Star Barrier and Personal Pledges, was arrogant and overbearing. Would he fall into the trap?

As long as Yun Xiao was defeated, Zu Wei still had hope of seizing the Extreme Yin Parent Flag.

For a moment, all eyes turned toward Yun Xiao.

Bai Lu, Gusu Yan, Jiang Dongcheng, the Bloodvine Young Master, and others watched the unfolding drama up close.

"One-on-one?" Yun Xiao remained as calm as ever. While everyone on the opposing side tried to provoke him with scorn and disdain, he gently released Hai Qing's hand. With a casual tone, he shook his head and chuckled. "Alright then, I'll give you a chance to throw your life away."

At his words, hundreds stirred, and it seemed even the atmosphere of the Extreme Yin Star became heated.

On Zu Wei's side, the 100 followers didn't wear triumphant smiles. Instead, Yun Xiao's demeanor ignited a fire within them. They could only sneer. They used their cold laughter to pressure Yun Xiao and Wan Ji's daughters.

"You're fighting already? Why not ask my opinion?" In the deathly silence, Feng Yao suddenly chimed in.

"Go play somewhere else," Yun Xiao said.

"Oh, okay!" Feng Yao replied.

"..." The onlookers fell speechless at the casual banter. The murderous atmosphere grew even more intense.

Meng Huan turned his head to look at Zu Wei in her black and white dress. He softly asked, "May I kill him?"

Zu Wei pursed her lips. "If you kill him, the Personal Pledges will be nullified. Aren't you skilled at controlling souls?"

"I am," Meng Huan shrugged indifferently. "It's just that having this lowlife not die immediately is a bit disgusting."

"Bear with it. There are many flies in the world; you can't swat every one."

Zu Wei folded her arms, looking down from above. She cast a cold glance at Yun Xiao through her upturned nose. "Besides, those two are just the dying embers of the Extreme Yin Celestial Realm. The more he stands out here, the more people will want him dead. Are you afraid he'll live long? Even mayflies have more of a future than he does."

"True enough." Meng Huan shrugged and chuckled softly, feeling at ease.

"Go Meng Huan!"

Behind him, disciples of the Nine Yin Soul Sea, other followers, and some Ancestral Land disciples all shouted, boosting his momentum sky-high.

In contrast, on the Extreme Yin Star's side, the atmosphere was cold and strange.

"He really agreed?" The beautiful woman in the white dress, Bai Lu, was a bit taken aback.

"He defeated you, right?" Gusu Yan whispered beside her.

"Yes, he's quite strong." Bai Lu pursed her lips. "But he's supposed to be an Inscription Immortal. So, he might not understand how terrifying an Anima Immortal is. As far as I know, the Extreme Yin Celestial Realm hardly has any Anima Immortals."

"That's quite good," the Bloodvine Young Master mused thoughtfully.

"What do you mean?" Ah Jiao's eyes sparkled.

"I see the other side is getting furious. If the confrontation escalates, that celestial slave might get killed. If he dies, our Personal Pledges return, and we'll be free," the Bloodvine Young Master said coldly.

"What are you talking about?" Bai Ao felt a surge of displeasure upon hearing this. Clenching his teeth, he said, "Yun Xiao just helped me vent a huge frustration. I don't want him to die. He's got style; I think he'll definitely win!"

"Shut up, you." Bai Lu rolled her eyes at the hotheaded youth.

"No, I really think he'll win!" Bai Ao insisted earnestly.

Gusu Yan chuckled. "Lil Ao, you need to understand that the interests of the Extreme Yin Celestial Realm aren't our interests. What we need now is to get back our Personal Pledges and return to apologize to the Young Dragon Lord."

"I know, but you can't deny that this sissy named Meng Huan is going to get a good thrashing," Bai Ao declared confidently.

"You..."

The older disciples from the Empyrean Emperor Sect looked at the youth, exasperation evident in their eyes.

"You just don't believe in him, do you? To put it bluntly, your backsides are telling your brains what to think—you're not being objective," said Bai Ao with a snort.

"If you're so objective, why don't you go and make that celestial slave your boss? Be careful, or the Harmony Divine Palace might castrate you too," said Bai Lu as she glared at him.

"To hell with that! Are you nuts, sis?" Bai Ao exclaimed in shock.

"Did you just talk back to me?" Bai Lu's eyes flashed with anger as she stared at her brother.

"No, no, I said nothing..." Bai Ao gritted his teeth, still unconvinced. Being naturally argumentative, he wouldn't bow to Shen Nanyin. This stubborn fellow glanced at Bai Lu, Gusu Yan, and the others. "Why don't we make a bet!"

Gusu Yan first tried to calm Bai Lu down. Since he wanted to become her husband, he naturally needed to please his future brother-in-law. He smiled and asked, "Lil Ao, how do you want to bet?"

"Let's bet on the outcome of their fight!" Bai Ao said, his tone both frustrated and determined.

"You're betting on that slave to win?" Gusu Yan inquired.

"Of course!" Bai Ao affirmed decisively. "My judgment is unbeatable."

"If you win, what do you want?" Gusu Yan asked.

"You tell me first! If Meng Huan wins, what do you want?" At this point, Bai Ao felt a bit unsure and grew cautious.

"I have only one request; after the battle, you shut your mouth and don't say another word!" Bai Lu stated sternly.

"Fine…!" Bai Ao gritted his teeth and agreed, stubbornly holding his ground.

"Then what do you want?" Gusu Yan asked helplessly.

Bai Ao was still pondering when suddenly Yun Xiao turned around ahead of them and said, "If I win, will you willingly submit to me?"