Immortals of the End Times

Chapters 130-131: Sword Cries at the Phoenix Palace, Blood Stains the Fox Fur (Two Chapters Combined)

In less than half an hour, Li Shiyu hurriedly arrived at the Penglai Palace under the moonlight.

Her hairpins were slightly disheveled, and she looked travel-worn, clearly indicating that she had spared no effort to expend her spiritual energy to use her flying technique to arrive.

However, the blue robe also made her look even more elegant and refined.

"His Majesty!"

After giving Emperor Zhaoming a graceful bow, her gaze fell on Zhao Wuji, a hint of delight flashing in her eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhao, are you really going to stand up for me?" Li Shiyu asked softly, then reminded him.

"Several days ago, you wrote a letter, but the Empress has not yet responded. But..."

With a sorrowful and distressed expression, she said, "One of the head female officials who once served me died yesterday on her way back to her hometown. She was brutally raped and killed by a group of bandits."
Her voice was filled with hatred, "It must have been the Empress who ordered it. Only she could do something so cruel, because of the corpses that were brought back."

"Whether she ordered it or not, I will go find her, as a way of standing up for my beastly friends."

Zhao Wuji nodded slightly.

"Beast friends?" Li Shiyu's eyes were still wet with tears, and she was momentarily stunned, thinking that he was talking about her.

"Gah! No seats!" Xiong Ba suddenly poked his head out from Zhao Wuji's shoulder, mimicking human speech as his beak opened and closed, "Stand out! No seats!"

As this feathered beast spoke, it deliberately pointed to its chest with its wing.

Li Shiyu suddenly realized what was happening and couldn't help but laugh through her tears.

Zhao Wuji reached out and stroked Xiong Ba's bird feathers.

"Queen."

He said calmly, "Just because I was offended by a fox demon in the past, I secretly ordered eunuchs to hunt beasts on a large scale, which violated the prohibition that cultivators of the cave heaven must not drive mortals to slaughter living beings on a large scale."

My carefully raised myna bird almost got caught in the crossfire and suffered a terrible fate.

"No seat!" Xiong Ba chimed in at the opportune moment, pointing his wing at his tail feathers that were missing a tuft of feathers. He then immediately puffed out his chest, looking smug as if he had a powerful backer.

Zhao Wuji coldly said, "Today, not only for Senior Sister Li, but I will also draw my sword to settle scores with these beasts."

"Very well, Junior Brother Zhao truly possesses the chivalrous spirit of an ancient sword immortal. I greatly admire him!"

Emperor Zhaoming burst into laughter, his eyes gleaming brightly beneath his black crown; he had long suffered under the Empress's torment.

Zhao Wuji looked at Li Shiyu with lightning speed: "There's no time to lose, Junior Sister Li. Let's go to the inner palace and meet the Empress."

"Alright!" Li Shiyu smiled brightly, the frost in her eyes turning into spring water. "With my senior brother standing up for me, I am not afraid of Senior Sister Yu."

The two did not have much further interaction with Emperor Zhaoming. After leaving the Penglai Palace, they boarded a carriage and sped off to the imperial palace and its inner chambers.

After a stick of incense.

Inside the Jiaofang Palace, candlelight shone brightly and incense filled the air.

Empress Yu Lanxi sat regally on the phoenix throne, dressed in a magnificent phoenix robe, her features exquisite yet sharp.

Seeing Zhao Wuji and Consort Li arrive together, she seemed to have expected it, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

"I wondered who dared to break into the inner palace at night. It turns out to be Junior Brother Zhao, who has been making waves lately."

What? Junior Brother Zhao, are you here to stand up for Consort Li?

The Empress lightly touched the hem of her sleeve, her tone languid yet sharp, "However, matters of the inner palace are matters of the royal family. Although Junior Brother Zhao is a highly accomplished disciple of the Cave Heaven, he is ultimately not a member of the royal family. To interfere in this matter... isn't that a bit presumptuous?"

"rule?"

Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, gave a faint sneer, and had a deep look in his eyes: "Your Majesty the Empress sent mortals to besiege the fox clan in the mountains and forests of the eight directions. Have you forgotten the prohibition that cultivators of the Cave Heaven must not use mortals to slaughter living beings indiscriminately?"
Or……"

He paused, his eyes suddenly turning cold. "Does Your Majesty think you can hide your secret investigation of my cave on Cold Moon Peak from me and the Peak Master?"

"Ok?"

The Empress's expression changed drastically, her fingertips trembled slightly, but she quickly recovered: "What do you mean by that, Junior Brother Zhao? I don't understand."

"is it?"

Zhao Wuji chuckled, and a memory bead slid out from his sleeve, spinning in his palm and reflecting the shimmering light and shadow in the hall.

There seemed to be drifting clouds inside the pearl, but the specific images remained unclear.

"Does Your Highness perhaps think," Zhao Wuji chuckled, "that my cave dwelling is truly wide open? I noticed it the moment you entered."

"A memory bead?"

The Empress, who had been languidly leaning against her phoenix throne, gradually straightened up, her phoenix eyes narrowing into a dangerous arc, like a venomous snake brandishing its tongue.

"Wine cellar, alchemical texts, furnace and cauldron."

With each word Zhao Wuji spoke, the Empress's pupils contracted slightly. "I wonder what is in my humble abode that warrants Your Majesty's personal search?"

His gaze was unwavering, refusing to yield an inch.

The image bead spinning in the palm of the hand gleamed with a cold light, but it was actually empty inside; it was nothing more than a carefully designed empty city stratagem.

However, he had carefully examined, using guiding techniques, any item that Empress Yu Lanxi had touched after entering the cave.

As they recounted their actions, it was as if the recording bead had truly monitored the Empress's every move as she entered the cave, leaving no room for error and causing the Empress to be alarmed.

"The formation of Cold Moon Peak is not just for show." Zhao Wuji stared at the silent Empress. "It seems that Your Majesty completely disregards Cold Moon Peak and doesn't take Peak Master Hua seriously?"

"enough!"

The Empress suddenly sprang up from her phoenix throne, her crimson skirt sweeping over the teacups on the table.

The words "Master Hua" burned her like a branding iron, causing her to lose her composure and her eyes to turn icy cold.

But soon, her phoenix eyes glanced at Zhao Wuji, then instantly transformed into a bewitching smile.

"If I had to say what I'm most interested in about your cave, Junior Brother Zhao, it's actually you."

With a swift movement, she swept to Zhao Wuji's side like a fiery red phoenix, strolling gracefully. Her phoenix eyes glanced sideways at Li Shiyu, and her red lips parted slightly: "What's so good about this slut? Perhaps..."
"Why don't I become your Daoist partner? Although I bear the title of Empress, I am still a virgin."

"Your Majesty, please have some self-respect!" Zhao Wuji's cold shout was like a torrent of icy water, instantly extinguishing the romantic atmosphere in the room, his eyes sharp as swords.

"If you think that mere physical beauty can bewitch Zhao, Your Majesty, you should save your breath."

"Whatever your purpose in visiting my cave, even if you secretly instructed Yu Zishan of the Spirit Materials Hall to deal with me, I will forgive and forget."

He suddenly changed the subject, "But in exchange, I hope you won't make things difficult for Junior Sister Li in the future."

Otherwise, I will report your audacity in trespassing on Cold Moon Peak and entering my cave to the Peak Master and request justice."

The Empress's pupils contracted, and her hand beneath her phoenix robe quietly clenched.

She knew that the Cold Moon Peak Master was cold and ruthless, and if this matter were confirmed, even Elder Liang might not be able to protect her.

The Empress's expression shifted between light and shadow as she stared intently at Li Shiyu, coldly sneering, "Consort Li, you are truly fortunate. With a man as outstanding as Junior Brother Zhao standing up for you, even if you end up as that old man Zhaoming's furnace, it won't be in vain."

These words were an insult to her face, and Li Shiyu's pretty face immediately turned frosty.

But when Zhao Wuji stood up for her and tried to mediate, she knew she couldn't escalate the conflict further, so she pursed her lips and remained silent.

The Empress's gaze swept over Zhao Wuji: "Fine... I will no longer make things difficult for her, but you must also swear that this matter will be dropped!"

"Don't rush, I've come here for more than just this one thing."

Zhao Wuji said coldly, "And there's also your rampant hunting of the Eight Directions Fox Clan. I can't stand by and watch this happen, so I'll have to do something about it."

On his shoulder, Xiong Ba immediately ruffled his feathers, "No seats! Take care of it!"

"presumptuous!"

The Empress flew into a rage, unleashing the spiritual power of a fifth-level Qi Induction cultivator. Like a tidal wave crashing against the shore, the furnishings in the room instantly shattered, her phoenix robes fluttered wildly, and the hair ornaments in her hair broke off completely.

"I'm letting you off the hook out of respect for Peak Master Hua, but Junior Brother, you still dare to push your luck?"

Her phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent, suddenly narrowing into sharp blades. "Could it be... that you are the one who broke into the palace with that old fox demon?"

"Your Majesty, you really have a vivid imagination."

Zhao Wuji chuckled, his fingers stroking the trembling Xiong Ba on the shoulder, and said indifferently, "You indiscriminately slaughtered the fox clan just to vent your anger from the past? But I, Zhao, am proficient in bird and beast languages, and I enjoy dealing with these wild beasts the most."

They are all my friends, and I don't want you to make things difficult for them.

The Empress's phoenix eyes were icy cold. "No one has ever taught me how to do things. If I insist on slaughtering the entire fox clan, what will you do then?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes were as cold as swords as he stared directly at the Empress, refusing to yield an inch. "Then I'll admit it. I am the one who broke into the palace with that old fox back then. What will you do then, Empress?"

The empress was taken aback, then sneered. Her laughter was like gold and jade shattering, causing the candles in the hall to flicker and the pearls on her phoenix crown to clink together with a crisp sound.

presumptuous!

It's been a long time since anyone dared to be so presumptuous in front of her!
Even Emperor Zhang Zhaoming wouldn't dare speak to her like that.

That little imperial physician from back then has now grown up and become quite the big shot.

"Master of both alchemy and swordsmanship, what a prestigious title."

Her laughter abruptly ceased, her phoenix eyes flashing with murderous intent. "Today, I will challenge you to a demonstration of your swordsmanship!"

The Empress suddenly let out a cold shout, and a crimson silk magic weapon suddenly flashed out from her sleeve, like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, carrying fierce spiritual power and striking Zhao Wuji's face directly.

"Little tricks!"

With a flick of his sword finger, Zhao Wuji drew the Cold Soul Flying Sword from his waist with a clang. The sword light poured down like frost and snow, instantly transforming into a white rainbow piercing the sun.

The moment the sword energy clashed with the red ribbon, the rainbow light suddenly surged, coiling like a serpent, and cleaved the magic weapon into several pieces, the fragments fluttering like blood butterflies!
A fragment grazed the tyrant's wing, startling the feathered beast so much that it snapped its feathers open with a "crack".

"Gah! Ba! I'm going to die!"

Xiongba flapped its wings and darted about, nearly falling off Zhao Wuji's shoulder. In its panic, it let out a sharp "ga!" and hid in Zhao Wuji's collar in fright.

"point!"

The Empress's phoenix eyes flashed with a cold light, and her jade hands moved like phantoms, forming hand seals.

In an instant, seven afterimages separated out. Three chains, carrying a scarlet and cold aura, went straight for Li Shiyu, while four chains surrounded Zhao Wuji from all directions!

"I'd like to see just how fast your sword really is!"

"what!"

Li Shiyu was shocked as her blue robes fluttered. Just as she was about to form a hand seal to defend herself, she saw Zhao Wuji's sword technique suddenly change.

The Frost Soul Flying Sword materialized in mid-air, its sword energy threads, like countless fine drizzles, enveloping her within a three-zhang radius as if the Milky Way were hanging upside down.

Sword energy condenses into silk threads!

"Clang clang clang—" The afterimage of the chains that attacked Li Shiyu collided with the net of sword threads and was instantly twisted into spiritual light and dissipated.

At the same time, Zhao Wuji made a hand seal with his left hand, his eyes radiating a fierce and imposing aura.

An invisible barrier suddenly locked down the seven figures of the Empress.

Qi-sealing technique!
Her figure froze, and the afterimages in the sky vanished like bubbles, revealing her true form staggeringly on the steps.

Zhao Wuji wouldn't allow her to catch her breath; the Cold Soul Flying Sword suddenly returned to its original position.

"Boom!——"

The sword's cry was like thunder from the heavens, shaking the beams and pillars of the Jiaofang Palace.

The empress's pupils contracted sharply, her eyes reflecting the swift, lightning-like sword strike that had come so suddenly, leaving her terrified.

She gave a sharp shout, and a protective mirror suddenly appeared outside her body, rotating and shimmering with blood-red patterns.

With a loud "crack," it was like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.

The Cold Soul Sword Light collided with the Treasure Mirror, creating a visible frost-colored shockwave.

The gauze curtains hanging inside the hall instantly froze into icicles, then shattered inch by inch.

The protective mirror was instantly knocked away by the Frost Soul Flying Sword, and the shield around the Empress's body was shattered by the sharp sword energy.

Before she could react, a bone-chilling coldness spread from between her brows.

A chilling sword tip hovered three inches from her skin, its surging sword energy tearing a line of blood, a bead of crimson blood slowly sliding down her nose. "Does Your Majesty now feel," Zhao Wuji's robes fluttered without wind, his gaze colder than the sword's edge, "that my sword is fast enough?"

The candlelight inside the hall flickered, making the empress's pale face appear even more ferocious.

She stared intently at the icy sword tip before her brow, her fingers clenching so tightly beneath her phoenix robe that they cracked, her eyes colder than Zhao Wuji's, even carrying a hint of madness.

"If you have the guts, then kill me!"

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes, his peripheral vision falling on the fox fur coat on the ground. Suddenly, the Cold Soul Sword thrust forward, instantly piercing the Empress's brow bone.

A tearing pain, accompanied by an icy chill, nearly assaulted the Queen's entire brain; blood gushed out and then condensed into ice crystals.

The excruciating, bone-chilling pain, accompanied by a sense of impending death, relentlessly assaulted Empress Yu Lanxi's consciousness.

This madness, ironically, brought clarity to the Empress's frenzied mind. Suddenly, the shock of death calmed her down, and she let out a low growl.

"Very well! I agree!"

The sword, which had pierced her brow bone, stopped abruptly, its blade gleaming with a cold light before her eyes.

Beneath the blood-stained eyelashes, the Empress's phoenix eyes stared intently at Zhao Wuji, whose gaze remained unwavering, as if he truly dared to kill her. She spoke coldly, word by word.

"Junior Brother Zhao, you really have guts. No wonder Zhang Zhaoming let you come."

Blood ice bloomed into eerie patterns on her cheeks. "I concede, I will no longer slaughter the fox clan!"

This woman, who was so obsessive that she would whip even the bones of an old fox every day, had now bowed her head to the sword.

Just like when she was publicly stripped of her phoenix crown by the Flower Peak Master, she was able to swallow a mouthful of broken teeth.

Her bullying nature and cowardice were more real than her pride.

Even though Zhang Zhaoming was the emperor, he could not subdue her, because Zhang Zhaoming was no stronger than her.

"Zheng——"

With a flick of his sword, the Cold Soul Flying Sword suddenly flew back.

"We hope that Your Majesty will keep your word."

Zhao Wuji suddenly made a grasping motion with his five fingers, and the old fox's fur coat spread on the ground flew into his palm as if it were alive.

He ran his fingertips along the spine of the sword, slowly smearing the queen's blood from the blade onto his fox fur coat.

"My medical skills are superb; I can kill, I can save, and I can make people wish they were dead."

In front of the Empress, Zhao Wuji slowly wiped away the Empress's blood from the edge of the Cold Soul Sword with the old fox's fur coat, as if offering a sacrifice.

When he was weak, he was powerless and could only lie low and watch the old fox sacrifice himself to draw attention and hatred to him.

Now that he is strong enough, he can take the fox fur coat right in front of the empress and humiliate her in person. What would she dare to say?
Even if we guess that he was someone from back then, so what?

Do you dare to go head-to-head with that Yin Sha Lotus Seed from back then? Do you have the strength to go toe-to-head with him?
No!

The Empress's phoenix eyes flickered, her fingernails piercing her palms and eyes as she stared at Zhao Wuji.

Strength! Background! Courage!

Zhao Wuji is better than her.

She had no reason not to be patient; she understood the pros and cons better than anyone else.

They were willing to slaughter the entire fox clan for a single Yin Sha lotus seed back then, and today they are willing to swallow this humiliation to save themselves.

"Ta, Ta, Ta"

The Empress, her palace shoes embroidered with golden phoenixes, trod across the blood-stained floor tiles, pausing almost imperceptibly as she passed Li Shiyu.

A cold glint flashed in her phoenix eyes, but it ultimately turned into an ambiguous snort as she disappeared into the shadows outside the palace, her tattered skirt trailing behind her.

Zhao Wuji sheathed the Cold Soul Sword, sighed inwardly, and slowly loosened his five fingers.

His strength was still insufficient; otherwise, if he had broken the rules of the grotto and killed the empress on the spot, what difference would it have made?

Unfortunately, given his current strength and background, he can only exert pressure on her outwardly, and cannot kill her, the empress who was selected through the Cave Heaven and placed by the Cave Heaven to check and balance the emperor of Xuan Kingdom.

Otherwise, not only will he be severely punished, but Peak Master Hua will also be implicated.

What was originally reasonable has become unreasonable and guilty.

"This life will be temporarily entrusted to this place; we will retrieve it when the great battle of the cave heavens or the opening of the secret realm occurs in the future."

Zhao Wuji glanced at the fox fur coat in his hand and put it into his storage bag.

He will not raise a tiger to cause trouble; he will only wait for the right opportunity to kill it.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Wuji turned around and looked at Li Shiyu, who was still somewhat shaken.

"Um"

Li Shiyu nodded emphatically as if waking from a dream, a bright smile unconsciously curving her lips.

Looking at Zhao Wuji's upright figure, her heart seemed to have been pierced by the heroic figure who had just drawn his sword with thunderous sound and spurted blood, and she was completely impressed.

After leaving Jiaofang Palace, Li Shiyu simply rode in the same carriage as Zhao Wuji, breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Zhao Wuji gazed at the night outside the palace walls in the distance and said calmly, "Junior Sister, there's no need for thanks. As for the Empress... although she has been suppressed for the time being, she may not be content with it. We must be more careful in the future."

At this moment, Xiong Ba popped out from his collar and yelled "Gah!" as if in agreement.

"Um"

Li Shiyu lowered her head and pursed her lips, a warm feeling welling up in her heart.

Today, I finally got my revenge in front of this wicked woman, thanks to the person I admire who stood up for me.

She was overjoyed, as if under some kind of spell, her heart pounding and thumping, unable to rest for a moment.

A pair of bright, lively eyes quickly scanned Zhao Wuji's handsome face before he suddenly leaned forward and gently pecked his cheek.

"Gah?"

Xiong Ba's eyes widened, and the fruit pit he was holding in his mouth fell "plop" onto the car floor.

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, wiping the remaining rouge stain on his cheek with his fingertips.

Li Shiyu had already retreated to the opposite side, her eyes flashing as she secretly transmitted her voice: "Senior Brother~"

Her voice was so sweet it seemed to drip with honey, “Junior sister knows you are pure and abstinent, but please forgive junior sister for offending you this once.”

Her eyes were filled with shyness, and her voluptuous figure was faintly visible in the shadows of the carriage. "Tonight at Penglai Palace, allow me to properly thank you."

Zhao Wuji rolled his eyes and shook his head helplessly.

This little imperial concubine is getting bolder and bolder. Hasn't she taken advantage of others openly and secretly enough in the past?

But considering that he would need to obtain the Purple Light Spiritual Resources from this Imperial Concubine in the future, and that they would inevitably have that kind of relationship sooner or later, he decided to give in to her now, half-heartedly.

Anyway, he won't take the initiative. As long as he doesn't cheat on Zhixia, he's still innocent.

"Gah!" Xiong Ba seemed to have noticed something between the two of them. He tilted his head and his eyes darted around, as if he was thinking about the old emperor.

"That spoilsport bird!" Li Shiyu glanced at the noisy Xiong Ba, and seeing that Zhao Wuji remained noncommittal, only wiping the lipstick mark off his face, she felt a surge of joy.

Finally, this senior brother accepted her flattery.

It's not easy to become a bluebird who follows in the footsteps of my senior brother Jian Guang.

The following day, the morning light pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, gilding the Penglai Palace with a golden glow.

Inside the Penglai Palace, Li Shiyu, dressed in a simple white palace gown, was radiant and captivating with her bright and charming eyes. The power of the sword strike she had received yesterday seemed to have infused her with a touch of spiritual energy, leaving her unable to sleep all night.

Zhao Wuji remained as calm as a breeze, holding an ancient scroll, exuding an air of detachment and otherworldly grace, while secretly absorbing dragon energy.

Zhang Zhaoming was overjoyed. Ever since he heard yesterday that Zhao Wuji had intimidated the Empress with a single sword strike, even piercing her body and drawing blood with a single blow, he had felt extremely pleased and had become sworn brothers with Zhao Wuji.

You should know that even he, the emperor, had never touched the empress's body.

No matter how much anger he had in the past, he never dared to make a move, let alone pierce the phoenix's body and draw blood.

Now, Zhao Wuji has accomplished the feat that he couldn't do in the past, truly giving the Empress a good lesson and venting his anger.

"I heard from my beloved concubine yesterday that Junior Brother Zhao was slightly injured in his fight with the Empress yesterday."

On the dragon throne, Zhang Zhaoming asked Zhao Wuji with concern, "I specially ordered my beloved concubine to send you a healing talisman. I wonder if you are alright?"

Zhao Wuji glanced at the "dignified and virtuous" Consort Li out of the corner of his eye and saw her adjusting the tassels of her sachet without changing her expression, as if she were not the one who said last night that she "needs to check the injuries carefully".

He immediately smiled at Emperor Zhaoming.

"Thank you for the talisman, Your Majesty. Last night, Consort Li personally applied the talisman, and my injuries have healed."

He thought to himself, "I don't have any injuries at all. It was this Junior Sister Li who almost hurt me last night."

As for the Rejuvenation Talisman, consider it a compensation. Each talisman costs three source crystals, something he was reluctant to buy before.

Now, not only the Rejuvenation Talisman, but also the three ancient books he had chosen that day, including "Fifty-Two Prescriptions" and "Swordplay," have all been obtained.

Zhao Wuji also decided not to linger in the imperial city any longer and should return to his grotto to cultivate and prepare for battle.

He immediately rose, bid farewell to Emperor Zhaoming, and then left the Penglai Palace on his own.

He then used his aerial aura to travel through the air, and with his clothes fluttering, he arrived deep in the Mangshan Mountains, where he found the little jade fox and the herd of beasts.

With a light tap of the fingertip, the fox fur coat stained with the Empress's blood slowly drifted down onto the hill, as if covering a lonely grave.

The little fox darted out of the forest, pounced on the hill, carefully picked up the fox fur, and suddenly howled to the sky.

The sound didn't resemble that of a young fox; rather, it sounded exactly like the mournful cry of an old fox from years past.

In the mountains and forests, pairs of eyes watched from the shadows.

Zhao Wuji shook his head and flew away with Xiong Ba. He knew that some karma would eventually be repaid in blood.

Inside the Penglai Palace after Zhao Wuji left.

Incense smoke rises from the golden censer, and the beaded curtain is half-rolled up.

Emperor Zhaoming leaned back on his dragon throne, his gaze piercing, and suddenly spoke in a deep voice: "My beloved consort has been spending a lot of time with Junior Brother Zhao lately, which pleases me greatly. However..."

He tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, his voice as cold as ice, "It's fine to win over a hero like Junior Brother Zhao, but don't overstep your bounds. Do you even remember your place?"

Li Shiyu's heart skipped a beat, her fingertips digging into her palm beneath her sleeve, but a charming smile bloomed on her face as she curtsied and said, "Your Majesty is overthinking it. Your Majesty, I only wish to assist you in achieving your great cause. How could I do such a foolish thing? If one day I truly can..."

Her eyes sparkled, and she lowered her voice to laugh, "To sit on that phoenix throne is my long-cherished wish."

Seeing that she was in a natural state, the emperor's expression softened, and he raised his hand to support her, saying, "It's good that my beloved consort understands."

They then turned to talk about state affairs, as if the warning they had just given was nothing more than idle chatter.

After leaving the palace, Li Shiyu walked down the corridor, her eyes swirling with unspoken emotions. "That old fox, his suspicions are still so deep..."

She bit her lip in resentment, flicked her sleeves, and flew back to the grotto.

At this moment, she was more eager than ever to join forces with Zhao Wuji as soon as possible to overturn the heavens of the Xuan Kingdom in the future!

Otherwise, they would forever remain canaries locked away in the palace, how could they ever transform into bluebirds that chase after the sword's light?

Meanwhile, inside the Linglang Cave Heaven.

"clang--"

As the last barrier on the main peak of Linlang closed, the golden-patterned jade door of the Linlang Cave Heaven Council Hall slowly shut.

After the high-level meeting ended, the atmosphere suddenly became much more solemn.

Judging from the meaning expressed by the cave master, a great battle with Yunfeng Cave Heaven is about to break out completely.

This time, we will strike straight at the heart of the enemy, reaching the lair of Yunfeng Cave.

At the summit of Cold Moon Peak, the accumulated snow and ice suddenly melted, cracking open with a "crack" and revealing fine lines.

Yan Lan, the master of Crimson Flame Peak, arrived riding on flowing fire. Wherever he passed, frost flowers turned into crimson smoke and clouds. Inside the Frost Palace, he met with Hua Qingshuang.
(End of this chapter)