Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

Before the forbidden stone gate, the azure patterns of law flickered erratically, radiating a pressure that repelled all things. Tianpeng knelt on one knee, a horrifying bloody hole in her chest. She gasped for breath, trembling as she pressed the broken jade pendant, soaked with her heart's blood, into the groove of the stone gate.

Indra had originally intended to remain a bystander. Having lost the token, these people should have been battered and bruised before the insurmountable barrier, ultimately forced to beg for mercy. However, the moment the broken jade appeared in the world, the mocking expression on his face suddenly froze.

"presumptuous!"

Indra's expression darkened, his dark golden eyes filled with shock and rage. The Taiyin Moon Amber was the foundation for suppressing the Death Vein, and its loss was not to be tolerated! The Nine Dragons Imperial Robe billowed without wind, and the desolate wasteland instantly boiled over. Demonic energy transformed into a dark golden storm that tore through the extreme cold. His right hand formed a claw, his body becoming a blur, and he launched a fierce attack with an overwhelming pressure surpassing that of a Great Sage, attempting to seize the Jade Pendant.

But there are people who are even crazier than him.

"roar--"

The tiger's roar shattered the solid ice. Bai Yin, instead of retreating, advanced, taking a step forward arrogantly to meet the Demon Emperor's oppressive aura. The scabs on his back burst open, spurting blood that instantly froze into crimson ice beads. The extreme western Geng metal evil energy erupted from his bones and blood, gathering into the form of a white tiger. The white tiger shattered the void, revealing its fangs, and stood firmly in front of Emperor Shitian.

The laws of nature clashed violently, deafeningly so. Bai Yin's legs cracked, his knees buckled inch by inch, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ice beneath his feet. He gritted his teeth, a beastly roar escaping his throat, and withstood the attack of a quasi-emperor, refusing to yield an inch, protecting Su Chang'an and Tian Peng behind him.

At the same moment, Gu Xiang launched his attack.

He had not formed any hand seals, nor summoned any golden dragon. His green robes fluttered in the wind, and his white hair danced wildly. He slightly spread his ten fingers, and his gentle and upright righteousness, devoid of any scholarly air, transformed into thousands of thin, dark gold chains that wrapped around his fingertips.

Gu Xiang slightly turned his head, his deep eyes filled with a murderous intent that threatened to destroy everything. He looked at Di Shitian, his tone gentle yet chilling to the bone:

"If the Demon Emperor dares to make even the slightest move, I, Gu, will ensure that this place is reduced to ashes."

He slightly tightened his grip, the chain taut, silently piercing the ice, reaching the very heart of the matter. "You may try and see whether the Demon Court's fortune collapses first, or this land of death is leveled first."

He was willing to risk everything. The Grand Chancellor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was now gambling with all his rationality.

Di Shitian stood frozen in mid-air, his face ashen. He stared intently at the two madmen, knowing full well that if the Death Vein were truly detonated, the Demon Court would be doomed.

At the height of the tension, Tianpeng ignored the battle raging behind him.

With a push from the bloody hand, the icy blue jade pendant was firmly pressed into the groove.

"Click—"

The mechanism clicked, and the iceberg trembled violently. The eerie blue array patterns on the stone gate rapidly faded and peeled away. A rumble echoed from the ground, and the forbidden gate, sealed for millennia, slowly opened amidst the rustling of ice shards.

The door opened, but no light followed. A powerful yin storm, strong enough to freeze even the Great Sage's true energy, roared out. Wherever the pale storm passed, the ashen, deathly energy froze, turning into a shower of icy dust that fell from the sky. Braving the storm, the group stepped into the ice palace.

There were no magnificent palaces within. The entire Guanghan Palace had been completely hollowed out, transformed into a bottomless chasm—the Abyss of Death. The bottom of the abyss was pitch black, filled with a chilling aura of death. And directly above the abyss, a crystal-clear ice coffin floated.

The coffin was completely empty, devoid of bones and other objects. Only a bead the size of a fist remained, suspended silently in the center. The bead shone with an icy blue light, like a solitary moon, exuding an aura of power that suppressed eternity.

It was the sacred artifact of the Demon Court—the Moon Amber of the Moon.

Su Chang'an's gaze was fixed intently on that bead. It was her only chance to protect her soul and return to the Central Continent to break the deadlock.

However, moon amber is extremely cold and repels all things.

Bai Yin, anxious to save lives, took a step forward, and the icy blue chill spread across the ground. In the blink of an eye, the Geng metal aura was frozen solid, his right leg covered in frost, and his bones felt like they were about to crack. Bai Yin groaned, forcibly pulling back, his right leg already numb.

Gu Xiang frowned and flicked his finger, releasing a surge of righteous energy. The dark golden light flew out for no more than three zhang before shattering into ice shards scattered on the ground with a "crack".

Even the two Great Saints at their peak couldn't get within three zhang of each other.

Tianpeng clutched his chest, his face deathly pale: "A waste of effort. Yuepo has suppressed the Death Meridian for ten thousand years, recognizing only the most Yin souls. Once living flesh and blood get close, they freeze into dust."

She turned to look at Su Chang'an, her eyes filled with complex emotions: "You possess the essence of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, and you are also a divine soul body, making you the only one who can touch it."

Tianpeng's tone was filled with reluctance: "But think it through. The reverse flow of Taiyin power is like having your tendons and bones pulled out. Your soul is weak, and if you relax even slightly, you will collapse on the spot, ending up with your soul scattered and never to be redeemed again."

The Ice Palace was deathly silent. Gu Bai and his companion paled in shock. Su Chang'an was now just a remnant soul; this action was tantamount to suicide.

"No!" Bai Yin roared, his eyes bloodshot. "Even if I have to tear down the Moon Palace and fill this abyss, I will never let her be in danger!"

Gu Xiang remained silent, but the dark gold chain on her fingertips reappeared, clearly indicating that she had been driven by the mad idea of ​​using the nation's fortune to protect her and seize the treasure.

Su Chang'an did not even glance at the two of them.

She slowly raised her hand and coldly waved away the obstruction.

"Keep quiet."

His clear, cool voice resonated, conveying an undeniable resolve.

Tai Su's white robe fluttered in the wind. Su Chang'an raised his chin, his gaze calm, and strode forward alone.

One step, two steps.

She stepped onto the icy, void-like staircase. A fierce wind whipped her ethereal, long hair, her silhouette a solitary figure. Throughout her life, she was a master strategist, her plans flawless. But for the "mad dog" at the bottom of the Abyss of Fallen Gods in Central Continent, chained to the bone and waiting for her return, she was willing to risk her last remaining wisp of soul.

Outside the Moon Palace.

Di Shitian stood with his hands behind his back in the wasteland, observing coldly. When he saw Su Chang'an step onto the icy steps, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

"Utterly foolish."

He sneered inwardly. Taking it or not, it was a dead end.

Hidden behind his sleeves, he lightly twirled two fingers.

"Click."

An ancient array talisman turned to dust. An invisible wave instantly sealed off the Moon Palace. A storm of deathly energy collided with the invisible barrier, unleashing a muffled thunderclap. The Demon Court's lost grand array—the One-Way Sky-Locking Array.

You may enter, but you may not leave.

A cruel smile crept across Di Shitian's lips. The kill was complete. Take what they wanted; he would trap and kill them all here. He wouldn't even need to lift a finger; once Li Changgeng detonated the Central Continent Grand Array, the murderous aura would surge forth, coupled with the Taiyin Storm. What good were peak Great Sages? In the end, they would only be a pile of withered bones.

Inside the Ice Palace, Su Chang'an had reached the end of the steps.

The moonlight made her face appear transparent. She cleared her mind of all distractions and resolutely reached her right hand into the barrier of cold air, touching the icy blue orb.

"boom!"

A silent roar. The devastating cold current transformed into billions of ice needles, pouring wildly down the fingertips.

Su Chang'an's soul trembled violently. The excruciating pain of being slowly sliced ​​apart tore at his consciousness. His slightly solidified remnant soul instantly became transparent, its edges flickering, on the verge of disintegration.

"Well……"

Suppressed groans of pain escaped her lips. Her body was hunched over, and her finger bones spasmed violently.

"Chang'an!" Gu Xiang's eyes widened in horror.

"Little Nine!" Bai Yin roared fiercely, trying to force his way up the ice steps, but was suppressed by the storm.

Su Chang'an ignored it all, his consciousness plunging into chaos. The power of extreme cold frantically assimilated his soul.

Give up. Let go, and you'll be free.

Bewitched by inner demons.

Just as he was about to let go, a wisp of dark red life fire pierced his nerves on the destiny chart in his sea of ​​consciousness.

She saw Chen Xuan.

The proud young man, his collarbone and knees pierced by iron chains, hung like a rag doll from the center of the formation. Blood dripped down, but his unfocused pupils, filled with madness, stared intently into the void, waiting for her to return.

"How could I...die here!"

Su Chang'an roared silently in his heart. His obsession transformed into the true fire of rebirth, erupting with a deafening roar.

She suddenly looked up, her unfocused eyes focusing fiercely again. Despite the cracking of her soul and the slashing of the moon, she gritted her teeth, refusing to retreat, instead pushing her convulsing hand forward inch by inch.

The five fingers are twisted like hooks.

The moment my palm was about to grasp the moonstone—

"Splash—"

From the bottom of the dead abyss, which had been silent for ten thousand years, suddenly came the ear-piercing sound of iron chains being dragged.

The sound was deep and muffled, yet it pierced through the storm and resounded throughout the ice palace. It was as if an ancient behemoth imprisoned at the bottom of an abyss, after slumbering for countless ages, slowly turned over, dragging its chains.

The air in the ice palace fell into a deathly silence.