I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Although Huai Mie was always arrogant and single-mindedly pursuing power, his eyes were twitching violently at this moment.

He looked around.

Every well and every piece of wood in this village is a testament to the childhood of the two brothers.

The villagers who should be working in the fields and enjoying the shade under the trees are now being harvested at will, like weeds.

Only the lingering stench and deathly silence remain.

Wu Er quickly took a few steps, bent down, and pulled open the collar of a corpse.

A thin, silky indentation, exuding a chilling aura, was visible on his chest.

There was even a faint trace of frost lingering where the skin and flesh had rolled up.

"That force..."

Wu Er's pupils suddenly contracted:

"It's icy true energy—!"

He abruptly stood up, the fat on his face twitching uncontrollably, his voice filled with murderous intent:

"Look at this wound—it was clearly done by those cowardly rats hiding in the ice shell!"

"Damn it—! These beasts even prey on villagers who have no martial arts skills—!"

boom--!

The bluestone slab beneath Huai Kong's feet suddenly shattered, sending fine stone fragments flying everywhere!

Deep within his profound eyes lay a long-buried rationality—

It was being burned away by a raging inferno.

Tianzui also sensed his master's frenzied fighting spirit—

The mechanism meshed and turned on its own, emitting a roar like the ferocious laughter of a dying beast!

"Diving into the deepest hell—"

Huai Kong spoke each word slowly and deliberately, his voice carrying an unprecedented chill:

"I will make Tianmen pay for its blood debt!"

Huai Mie let out a thunderous roar—

His figure had already transformed into a blur, and like a mad tiger, he charged out of the village, heading straight for the sword-forging pool where the iron gate was located!

Luo Xian and Wu Er exchanged a glance, and without daring to delay, they each used their lightness skills to follow.

Huai Kong moved like an arrow, his true energy circulating wildly throughout his body—

The beautiful scenery along the way has now become a blood-stained curse.

He only wanted to get to the sword-forging pool—to find that sliver of hope that might still remain.

Or perhaps—the one who haunts his dreams—Bai Ling.

The closer one gets to the Iron Gate Forbidden Grounds Sword Forging Pool—

The air became increasingly thick and cold.

This chill was not the harsh frost of winter, but a deathly cold.

A thick layer of frost had formed on the bluestone ground.

Stepping on it produces a harsh, unpleasant creaking sound.

"This is weird..."

Wu Er suddenly shivered.

His previously unrestrained ferocity was somewhat weakened by the bone-chilling cold—his voice was low and almost a whisper:

"He's already this cold before I even get close—could it be...?"

"Has Indra himself descended?"

Upon hearing these three words—

Luo Xian's originally unsteady light footwork suddenly swayed slightly.

The fingertips hanging inside the sleeve trembled uncontrollably—

A fear of Indra, ingrained in her bones since childhood, overwhelmed her instantly like a tidal wave.

That is the lofty "heaven".

That was the nightmare that controlled the life and death of this group of ants.

Huai Mie let out an extremely grating cold laugh.

Instead of slowing down, their steps shattered the ice beneath their feet.

"If it were Indra—it would save us the trouble of traveling."

"The blood debt on Ironheart Island—let's settle it here!"

Huai Kong's face was as calm as still water, and true qi circulated between his palms.

"So what about Indra?" he asked in a low voice, each word as firm as iron.

"Anyone who obstructs my search for Bai Ling—die."

Several people broke through the fog and entered—

We stepped into the once fiery and scorching place where swords were forged.

however--

The sword-forging pool had long since become a frozen wasteland.

The lava in the pool was deathly silent, and several strange figures stood all around.

Those monsters resembled humanoids, but their bodies were covered in thick, bluish-purple scales—

His eyes were dull and brutal, and he kept emitting low growls like a wild beast.

It is clearly a divine beast puppet that has been forcibly created by Tianmen after taking forbidden drugs.

At the center of the pool—

A lone chair made of black iron hangs in the air.

A burly man sat atop it, his face as hard as stone.

The most horrifying thing is that his right hand has disappeared at the elbow.

The arm that replaced it was a crystal-clear one, shimmering with an eerie, ghostly light—

Mystic Ice Arm!

Luo Xian stared intently—his heart trembled violently.

She secretly channeled her inner energy to send a telepathic message to Wu Er:

"Wu Er—Although the chill emanating from this person is powerful, it has an added fierce and ruthless killing intent, and has lost that ethereal quality that makes him seem like a ghost or a god."

Wu Er frowned, his lips barely moving as he replied:

"Who is this monstrous creature that Tianmen dug out of some ice cellar?"

"I have never heard of such a person in the sect."

Luo Xian's eyes were filled with confusion—although she held the position of Heavenly Gate Goddess, she had never been allowed to read the most core secrets of Heavenly Gate.

Huai Kong stepped forward several paces, his voice like thunder, aimed directly at the figure on the iron chair:

"You, you beast, are the one who slaughtered every living being on this island, the innocent old and young!"

"Where is Bai Ling?! Tell me—!"

Huai Mie's entire body was also radiating murderous intent, his strength like boiling water.

The figure on the iron chair slowly raised Xuanbing's right hand—

His fingertips brushed past a discarded weapon that had not yet been forged, lying by the pond.

A crisp "snap" was heard—

The broken sword, forged from refined gold, was instantly frozen and shattered into countless glittering needles, just like a fragile piece of paper.

"Bai Ling?"

The burly man's hoarse, shrill voice, like the scraping of icicles, echoed heavily in the empty sword-forging pool.

"The dead on Ironheart Island—"

"I do not know him, nor do I deign to know him."

"My name is—"

"Ice Emperor!"

"Since you dare to betray Indra—then obediently surrender and be slaughtered, turning into a pile of shattered ice at the bottom of this pool!"

Ice Emperor—!

Luo Xian's pupils suddenly contracted!

She suddenly remembered something from the past—

Back when she was still in the Heavenly Gate, she overheard the Divine Judge mention that Emperor Shitian had taken in a disciple in his early years, but the disciple was later sealed in the Ten Thousand Year Ice by the Divine Judge because he was disloyal.

"It was him..."

Luo Xian felt a deep sadness in his heart.

That traitor who should have died thirty years ago—has actually returned to the world.

She knew very well that the person in front of her, in terms of skill and ferocity, was probably no less than a divine general; the two were essentially experts of the same level.

The Ice Emperor slowly rose from his iron chair.

His imposing figure was like a heavily pressed iceberg, casting a large, gloomy shadow on the ground.

A pair of eyes, radiating a chilling blue light, fixed intently on Luo Xian in the room.

A sneer curled at the corner of his mouth:

"My dear junior sister—"

"The lofty 'Divine Mother' of Heavenly Gate—"

"Now they've actually stooped to the side of the remnants of Ironheart Island, putting on such a pitiful act—"

"Truly—this has broadened my horizons considerably."

The voice was deep—

But it was like a thunderclap that exploded in the room.

Huai Kong and Huai Mie's expressions changed drastically at the same time, and their hearts trembled.

The name of the Mother Goddess has always represented the supreme will of Indra.

Wherever the Goddess Mother goes, bloodshed follows.

"Luo Xian..."

Huai Kong asked in a low voice, his gaze filled with an undisguised sense of brokenness.

He stared intently at the woman before him—

He desperately tried to find even the slightest word of rebuttal on her pale face.

"This statement..."

"really?"

Luo Xian's face was deathly pale, and her knuckles were faintly blue from the excessive force she had used.

She caught a glimpse of suspicion in Huai Kong's eyes—

The last line of defense in my heart finally collapsed completely at this moment.

"Yes."

She raised her head, her voice trembling, yet revealing an unprecedented resolve.

"I am the Heavenly Gate Goddess."

"But I am also Luo Xian."

From the very first moment I saw you—my heart, which had long been dormant, was completely captivated.

"At that moment, I knew I could not escape this fate in this lifetime."

"Huai Kong—I like you."

"For this love, even if it doesn't end well—"

Even if it means betraying Indra and falling into an abyss of no return—

"I have no regrets."

This open confession was like a sharp blade piercing Huai Kong's heart!

He felt a sudden surge of guilt explode in his chest.

Luo Xian abandoned her divine position and betrayed the Heavenly Gate for him—such is her deep affection!

And just now—he even had a fleeting thought of killing, which was truly unjust.

"Luo Xian..."

Huai Kong wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

His feelings for Bai Ling had long since penetrated to the bone.

But how could he turn a blind eye to all that Luo Xian had done for him?

At that moment, his mind was in complete turmoil.

"Profound affection and deep loyalty—truly moving!"

The Ice Emperor let out an extremely grating, sinister laugh.

Xuanbing swung his right hand down suddenly—the blade's edge was filled with chilling killing intent.

"Since you're so eager to die—I'll grant your wish!"

"I'll teach you how to be a pair of doomed lovers destined for reincarnation—"

"kill--!!"

The command was issued—the atmosphere became chaotic!

The divine beast puppets that had been lying in wait all around for a long time—

It spewed out a thick, bloody stench from its throat and pounced forward like an arrow released from a bow!

On the flanks, even more elite Tianmen troops burst forth, countless sharp blades tearing through the cold mist, sealing off all escape routes in the arena!

This frozen pool instantly transformed into a blood-soaked hunting ground, a scene of carnage.

Wu Er grinned, revealing his large, fleshy mouth, and charged into the group of experts from Tianmen like a raging beast!

With a flick of his fingers, he had already clashed fiercely with several elite warriors whose auras were chilling!

Luo Xian's white sleeves fluttered lightly—

Although the palm strike resembled a gentle, flowing dance, it actually concealed a resolute will to die.

She moved gracefully among the beast-like puppets, her steps as elegant as an orchid.

The Ice Emperor's gaze slowly swept over Huai Kong and Huai Mie, his mocking smile growing increasingly cold.

"What's wrong?"

"All you do is stand there and glare at me?"

"If you two brothers really have the guts, then come up here together and die."

"That will save me the trouble of killing them one by one."

Upon hearing this, Huai Mie threw his head back and burst into laughter, his laughter filled with arrogance and contempt.

He shook his arms, and lightning crackled all around him, but he didn't pounce immediately. Instead, he glanced at the Ice Emperor as if he were watching a fool who didn't know his place.

"Attack together?"

"You dare to challenge me?"

He abruptly turned his head to look at Huai Kong beside him, his eyes flashing with a sharp, piercing light:

"Huai Kong—go."

"Since this beast came for Ironheart Island, you shall kill him yourself."

"If you can't even get past this hurdle, how can you ever talk about collecting debts for Iron Gate!"

These words were extremely arrogant, leaving almost no room for retreat.