A Man in the Snow: Starting with a Sword Challenge to the Northern Liang Prince's Palace

Longhu Mountain.

Ever since Ye Yun seized the fortune of Longhu Mountain, Zhao Xuansu's body has become increasingly weak. Her original cultivation level as a terrestrial immortal is now teetering on the brink of collapse, like a candle flickering in the wind, about to fall from its peak.

"Damn it, Ye Yun, you brat, you're truly despicable."

Zhao Xuansu was completely immersed in the Dragon Pool, cursing inwardly.

He now understood why Zhao Huangchao dared not leave the bottomless pool of the Earthly Lung Mountain. This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.

The fortune of Longhu Mountain has been greatly depleted, causing the secret technique to fail. Once he leaves the influence of the fortune of this Dragon Pool, he risks falling in cultivation level and his physical body decaying.

If I had known, I wouldn't have provoked that plague god.

"Ancestor!"

Zhao Danxia's voice, tinged with urgency, came from outside the Dragon Pool.

"Why are you in such a panic!"

Zhao Xuansu's aged voice rang out from within the Dragon Pool.

"Ye... Ye Yun has gone up the mountain again."

"What? What exactly does he want?"

Zhao Xuansu was extremely depressed.

"He did not linger at Longhu Mountain, but instead went to the back mountain, to that bottomless pool."

Zhao Danxia was so frustrated that he wanted to quit being the head of Longhu Mountain. He was the most aggrieved head of Longhu Mountain in history.

His father only knew how to go into seclusion and didn't get involved in the affairs of Longhu Mountain at all.

Now this old ancestor looks like he's half-dead.

Zhao Xuansu seemed to have thought of something: "Ignore him."

"Yes, Ancestor."

"Ancestor, Danxia has a request."

Zhao Danxia maintained a respectful attitude.

"Speak!"

"Ancestor, there is a person with exceptional talent in the sect named Qi Xianxia. Recently, I have felt that I wish to work with my father to comprehend the Jade Emperor Tower and pursue a higher realm. It would be better to pass the position of sect leader to Qi Xianxia. I hope the ancestor can agree."

Zhao Danxia was tired. He didn't want to deal with these trivial matters anymore. He preferred to study martial arts with his father.

Zhao Xuansu frowned upon hearing this, wondering what it meant.

He wanted to quit.

"That won't do. Qi Xianxia is quite talented, but given his current situation, he's not suitable to be the head of Longhu Mountain. You can find a core elder to temporarily manage the affairs of Longhu Mountain for you, and then you can focus on your cultivation!"

Zhao Xuansu's words directly blocked Zhao Danxia's escape route.

In a short time.

Zhao Danxia was speechless for a moment, then fell silent.

"Yes, Ancestor."

After Zhao Danxia left.

Zhao Xuansu shook his head helplessly. Was Longhu Mountain, with its thousand-year-old heritage, going to fall into ruin before his eyes?

The source of all this.

It's all that brat Ye Yun's fault.

We must find a way to kill Ye Yun.

It is unknown whether Zhao Huangchao's plan will be feasible.

At the bottomless pool of Difei Mountain.

A group of uninvited guests suddenly appeared in the once quiet deep mountains.

Among this group were a demon, a madman, a puppet, a corpse, and the big black tiger from Longhu Mountain.

"Hey, isn't this Zhao Huangchao? You're still alive, huh!"

Sui Xiegu recognized Zhao Huangchao the moment he saw him.

Faced with Sui Xiegu's mockery, this patriarch of the Zhao family, who was not of the same surname, smiled and did not care about the other party's ridicule. His composure was truly remarkable.

"Ye Yun, why did you return to my Longhu Mountain?"

Zhao Huangchao was very puzzled by Ye Yun's sudden return. Did he discover something?

"I'd like to borrow something."

Ye Yun pointed to the bottomless pool.

Zhao Huangchao had a bad feeling. What exactly did this boy want to do?

Could it be...?

Impossible, that's the foundation of his Zhao family dynasty.

"Ye Yun, don't push your luck. The world's destiny is not something you can simply seize and take away."

Zhao Huangchao already knew that the fortune of Longhu Mountain and the Liyang royal family was being lost in large quantities. Although he did not see through the connection with Ye Yun at the time, he can now be sure that this matter is definitely related to Ye Yun.

As for how Ye Yun stole the luck, there has been no clue.

As long as the dragon vein hidden deep within Longhu Mountain remains undiscovered, its fortune will eventually reunite.

"Don't be so stingy, I just need to borrow it for a bit to refine a puppet."

Ye Yun pointed to Xu Longxiang, who was still breathing.

"Ye Yun, why waste words with him? Should I take action and kill this old Taoist priest? He's no good!"

Sui Xiegu Fan should take this opportunity to show off.

He also wanted to avenge someone. He knew perfectly well how Zhao Huangchao had plotted against Liu Songtao, so naturally he didn't have a good impression of this schemer.

If it weren't for him guarding the pass for Liu Songtao back then, Liu Songtao would probably be buried long ago.

"Fine! If you can kill, then kill!"

Ye Yun, on the contrary, supported Sui Xiegu, hoping to see just how deep the foundation of Longhu Mountain truly was.

Upon hearing this!

Zhao Huangchao finally became angry; this was an attempt to ruin his century-long plan.

"Ye Yun, if you want to use the Xuanhuang Qi to refine Xu Longxiang's Vajra Body into a puppet, believe me or not, I'll destroy this place."

"Oh, so you're threatening me! Go ahead and destroy it then!"

Ye Yun didn't care at all.

Sui Xiegu beside him had already begun to unleash his sword intent, preparing to make his move.

"Ye Yun, what exactly do you want?"

Zhao Huangchao backed down once again.

He was no match for these two. Even if it came to a fight to the death, he, the big fish, would be the one to die.

"Hand over that evil dragon you're carrying. I've already taken Xu Longxiang's dragon soul, but it's not quite there yet. You should give it to me, right?" Ye Yun's purpose in coming from Longhu Mountain was to obtain this evil dragon.

Zhao Huangchao, who had always maintained an image of superiority, finally showed a hint of panic.

He could never understand why Ye Yun knew he was raising an evil dragon here.

No one knew about this except him.

Even the ancestors of Longhu Mountain and the several great celestial masters.

This evil dragon was meant to lead the Northwest Zhenwu clan and absorb the fortune of the Zhao family of Longhu Mountain, thus nurturing the Zhao family of the Liyang royal family who rose to prominence in Tai'an City.

"Ye Yun, what evil dragon have you come from? You even stole Qi Xuanzhen's Black Tiger! The fortune of my Dragon Tiger Mountain has been lost because of you! Aren't you afraid of the heavenly tribulation descending upon us?"

Zhao Huangchao, who had been sitting calmly on the fishing platform, put down his fishing rod this time, slowly straightened his back, and looked at Ye Yun with murderous intent.

"Oh, so you want to take action? Since you won't give it to us, we'll just steal it."

Ye Yun stopped trying to reason with him.

With Sui Xiegu helping out and Jian Kui around, taking down a few Longhu Mountain Celestial Masters would be a piece of cake.

As for the black tiger, it probably wouldn't dare to make a move.

"Boy, take a good look at this sword strike from your ancestor. Is it enough to kill these three immortals?"

As soon as Sui Xiegu finished speaking, he suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed, refined, and forcibly fused several sword intents, which then burst forth.

It unleashed a torrent of sword intent, a chilling, icy sword intent, a heavy, mountainous sword intent, ferocity, resentment, unwillingness, and deathly stillness all at once.

Ye Yun's eyes flashed with gold as he carefully observed the sword strike.

No wonder Sui Xiegu was unconvinced back then; it turns out that he never had the chance to use his strongest sword strike.

Dozens of sword intents merged into a torrent of multicolored sword energy, sweeping towards Zhao Huangchao.

Zhao Huangchao's wide Taoist robe fluttered even without wind.

"Freeze!"

The sound of a sword ringing out rang out.

A long knife appeared in his sleeve.

"cut!"

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged wildly into this one strike, distorting light and shadow. A humanoid dharma image, hundreds of feet tall, gripped the sword in both hands and slashed towards the torrent of sword intent.

Boom!

The two forces collided, instantly shattering the mountains and forests within a radius of a kilometer.

Both of them were standing in mid-air at this moment.

No one is willing to submit to anyone else.

"Zhao Huangchao, today I will surely kill you."