"I, Yang Yan, will not waste words; if you believe that I can resolve this crisis, then follow my lead," Yang Yan stated firmly.

The majority, having lost direction long ago, naturally responded wholeheartedly now that he stood up and spoke decisively.

However, a few who had long been dissatisfied with Yang Yan hesitated, reluctant to commit immediately.

Yang Yan understood that his leadership lacked enough influence, and many still wouldn’t want to follow someone else.

He said no more, merely scanned everyone’s faces slowly, then quickly gathered those willing to cooperate.

Yang Yan instructed them to attack the Snow Demons from the periphery to ease the pressure in the battle circle.

Once exhausted, he would have them switch with those in the inner circle.

His arrangements gave everyone some comfort.

However, the Snow Demons came incessantly, as if undefeatable and endless.

Yang Yan furrowed his brow, knowing the key to breaking free lay in the snow mist, but removing the pervasive mist was a major issue.

On the outskirts, they could dispel the snow mist and escape the Snow Demons because many Golden Core Realm experts held the line.

They could utilize a trace of the Power of Heaven and Earth to disperse the snow mist with ease.

Previously, Elder Dugu’s Devouring Spirit Array easily nullified the Snow Demons’ attacks.

But now, with Elder Dugu having left early for sect matters, setting up another spirit array was difficult.

Unless Lin An could free himself to set up a third-level Devouring Spirit Array to aid everyone in escaping the plight.

Yang Yan occasionally looked skyward at the chaotic battle, increasingly worried.

Currently, the ten sect leaders were weakening, with some already injured; how long the remaining could hold off the five major beasts was uncertain, not to mention extracting themselves to help dispel the Snow Demons.

Yang Yan turned his gaze to Lin Zimu, then shook his head.

Though Lin Zimu was the chief disciple of the Ancient Abyss Sect, he had no talent in spirit array studies.

Let alone setting up a third-level Devouring Spirit Array.

It seemed Yang Yan had to find another way.

Yet, no matter the changes, the root remains; removing the snow mist would render the Snow Demons rootless duckweed.

Even with fewer Golden Core Realm experts among them, the younger generation should still resolve the Snow Demon crisis.

Could it be that this situation truly has no solution?

Amidst Yang Yan’s indecision, the Void-Devouring Tiger suddenly spoke.

"If only the Evil Qi collected in the Nascent Void Tower could burn!"

Hmm?

Yes!

Yang Yan suddenly realized.

If the Evil Qi could ignite and spread upon explosion, the snow mist would surely disperse, along with the numerous Snow Demons within.

Yang Yan gazed at the troubled Ye Changqing beside him, eyes sparkling, making Ye Changqing feel awkward.

"What insight does Brother Yang have?"

Only then did Yang Yan notice his expression, quickly feigning seriousness to cover his embarrassment.

"Brother Ye, could I borrow your Life Spirit Flame?" As soon as the Void-Devouring Tiger mentioned it, Yang Yan thought of Ye Changqing and asked.

The Life Spirit Flame could promote plant growth, infusing life into all things, or destroy everything.

Life and death, existence and destruction, all at the controller’s discretion.

If used to detonate the Evil Qi Pearl, with flames spreading with the qi, the force would surely multiply.

"It’s just..." Yang Yan hesitated, a bit embarrassed, managing a slight awkward smile.

"Don’t worry, Brother Yang; it would just consume some spiritual power, which will recover soon. However, Brother Yang, you’ll have to spend more," Ye Changqing understood Yang Yan’s concern.

But to him, eliminating the Snow Demon threat was worth this minor consumption.

Since Yang Yan could offer such rare items, his own sacrifice felt insignificant.

Though unaware of how the Evil Qi Pearl was obtained, Yang Yan’s use of two to resolve an earlier conflict with Ouyang Jinjie indicated their value.

Seeing this, Yang Yan wasted no further words, handing almost all his stock to Ye Changqing.

Though his expression remained unchanged, Yang Yan felt a twinge of pain.

It could take on early Golden Core Realm masters, but now it seemed a waste against the Snow Demons.

Yet, this desperate measure was needed, or they’d either be devoured by the major beasts or exhausted by the Snow Demons today.

Ye Changqing acted promptly, carrying the Evil Qi Pearls and flying through the air toward the snow mist.

Boom, boom!

With several loud explosions, the snow mist enveloping everyone dissipated, resolving the Snow Demon crisis.

Yang Yan felt a pang of heartache.

It was as if his heart was exploding.

Ye Changqing wobbled back, and before he reached the crowd, he plummeted from the sky.

Yang Yan rushed to catch him.

Seeing his disheveled state, Yang Yan shook his head somewhat helplessly.

Having rare items yet not enough strength to wield them was painful indeed!

Ye Changqing was now out cold from overexertion.

The crowd barely had time to rejoice over the dispersal of the snow mist when dragon roars, tiger growls, eagle cries, and wolf howls echoed from different directions.

The already injured Dan Xuan, after a tail swipe from the Cold Flood Dragon, spat blood heavily injured and was out.

The Valley Master of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers was also badly hurt.

Several others were similarly wounded, their auras unstable.

In contrast, the five major beasts were all bloodthirsty, their Evil Qi intensified.

Having been trapped in the Demon Cave for half their lives, freedom was a new sensation.

Now, unable to restrain themselves, they must vent fully.

Undoubtedly, the people before them became their targets of release.

The Cold Flood Dragon, seeing their energy mostly spent, grew even more murderous.

Roar!

With a skyward howl, it again charged fiercely toward the fighters.

The Black Death Tiger, Wolf King, Cyan Scale Eagle, and Flying Mantis, refusing to be outdone, locked onto their targets and unleashed their best skills, killing along the way.

The remaining fighters, despite their resistance, could not turn the tide.

After a single strike from the Cyan Scale Eagle, Sect Leader Li of the Hengshan Sect was severely injured, losing all combat ability.

Sect Leaders Dai of the Lenghe Sect and Lan of the Celestial Sound Sect were also severely injured, losing their fighting strength.

With five succumbing to severe injuries, the situation shifted from ten against five to five against five.

The remaining Lin An, Xu Caomu, Lin Xuanzhi, Wang Bingye, and Sect Leader He of Lingying Sect struggled to hold, clearly outmatched.

At this point, the five lost the will to fight, choosing to evade rather than confront the five beasts head-on.

The Cold Flood Dragon, seemingly losing interest in the five, shifted its attention to Yang Yan.

Its gaze fixed on him, the Evil Qi intensified, almost palpable.

Swish!

With a piercing sound, the Cold Flood Dragon dove towards Yang Yan.

This unexpected attack left everyone stunned.

The Cold Flood Dragon’s speed was too swift for anyone to intercept, reaching Yang Yan in an instant.

"Yang Yan!"

"Brother Yang!"

"Yanzi!"

...

The crowd cried out, but it was too late to stop it.

The Cold Flood Dragon’s gaping maw aimed for Yang Yan.

Everyone shut their eyes, unwilling to witness Yang Yan’s impending tragic fate.

At that critical moment, an intense flash broke through, and all heard an echoing wail.