The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

As long as she activates the Void-Breaking Talisman and leaves this damned icy abyss, Shen Yan can escape back to the secluded Guixu Palace.

As the chosen usurper of destiny, she naturally possesses numerous trump cards to protect her life.

Although Heaven can manipulate the universe, it cannot do everything itself and always needs to rely on some medium.

These many opportunities and blessings were the support that Heaven had left for her.

"What bad luck! Is there not a single one of these people I can trust?"

Shen Yan gritted her teeth, her fingertips digging tightly into her palms from her sleeve.

She was already afraid of Tangxi Xue.

Even just a glance at that arrogant woman sent chills down her spine.

He only dared to come and kick her when she was down after hearing that she had fallen into a bad situation.

But the result?

That's it?

Tangxi Xue showed no trace of the distressed state of someone in distress.

On the contrary, he was more composed and sharp than before.

His entire demeanor was like a blade tempered in ice, its sharpness concealed yet making people dare not look directly at him.

What terrified her even more was that a real dragon had appeared beside her.

The dragon roared through the nine heavens, its power as imposing as a mountain.

Shen Yan once again harbored deep doubts about the Guixu Palace.

"Who exactly is the destined soulmate?"

Everything she firmly believed in seemed so precarious at this moment.

But there was no time to think about those things now.

Shen Yan secretly calculated that with everyone tied up in the battle and no one paying attention to her, it was the perfect opportunity to escape.

Her fingers, which were holding the Void-Breaking Talisman, trembled slightly. With just a thought, she could escape.

Just when she thought she was about to escape,

"brush--"

A white light flashed by like lightning, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch up with the sight.

The little white cat, Yin Kong, leaped into the air, its movements as light as a drifting cloud, yet as fast as an arrow released from a bow.

He rushed straight at Shen Yan.

Those furry paws looked soft and fluffy, as if they were just the paw pads that a cat stretched out when it was playing.

But when it falls, it carries immense force and an irresistible domineering power.

"Bang!"

Shen Yan was slammed heavily against the ship's side.

"Ouch--"

Shen Yan's head slammed hard against the hard ship's side, and a dull pain exploded instantly.

The pain was so intense that she saw stars, her ears were ringing, and her vision was blurring.

"Meow."

Yin Kong squatted on her chest, calling out lightly, with the last syllable even rising slightly.

A nonchalant mockery flickered in the sapphire blue cat's eyes.

His expression clearly said, "Trying to run? Did you ask me?"

On the other side, Feng Zhuo slashed down the last Heavenly Dao Apostle with a single sword strike.

The remaining bloodstains on the sword blade froze instantly into dark red ice crystals in the biting cold wind.

With a flick of his wrist, the Crimson Flame Sword was sheathed with a clang.

The sword sheaths clashed, producing a clear, resonant sound that echoed endlessly in the silent icy abyss.

"Ah Xue, Ah Qiao, he..."

He turned around and his gaze fell on Tang Xixue.

She stood there quietly, her slender figure seemingly about to be swallowed up by the wind and snow.

The cold wind blew up the stray hairs at her temples and brushed against her pale, bloodless face.

Her hand rested on Chu Qiao's cold palm, motionless.

It's as if you're desperately trying to hold onto something, but you can't grasp anything at all.

He felt extremely sad. Even though he had seen many life-and-death situations on the battlefield, he still felt a surge of sorrow.

Just a short while ago, Chu Qiao was smiling as he saw them off.

He even joked with them, which was so lively and interesting.

"Ah Qiao, it's too cold here, let me take you away."

The sound of snow in Tangxi is like the light, fluffy snowflakes.

She felt a dull, throbbing pain in her chest, which made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

In the end, she...in the end, couldn't save him.

This feeling of powerlessness gripped her heart tightly.

Her eyes stung, and a thin layer of moisture welled up in them.

The sour taste stuck in my throat, it was extremely uncomfortable.

Chu Qiao lay there silently, like an ice sculpture.

He didn't know that she still recognized him, even though the boy had grown up, he still vaguely resembled the boy from before.

She just didn't want to bring up those bad memories and make him suffer again.

"Ah Xue, the deceased is gone."

"Also, what about this green tea extract? What should we do with it?"

Feng Zhuo strode over, carrying the Crimson Flame Sword, the young general exuding a chilling aura.

He pointed to Shen Yan, who was being restrained by Yin Kong.

His usual sunny and carefree demeanor was completely gone.

His aura was as sharp and intimidating as a drawn sword, inspiring awe in those who beheld him.

"Kill them."

Tang Xixue's words fell softly, so calm and ordinary.

But what he said sent chills down Shen Yan's spine.

It felt like someone had poured a bucket of ice water over my head.

The chill seeped from the top of her head all the way to the depths of her bones, making her feel as if her blood was about to freeze.

"You can't kill me... I am also a princess of the Tangxi royal family! Sister, if you do this, it would be fratricide, an outrage against heaven!"

Shen Yan's face was ashen, her lips drained of color, and she spoke tremulously.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably, and her pitiful appearance would make anyone feel sorry for her.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xixue didn't even lift her eyelids, and spoke indifferently.

His voice was as calm as an ancient well without ripples.

"I am not a true princess of the Tangxi royal family. Don't you know that better than anyone else?"

There's no need to make up any sisterly affection here.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Liang raised his longsword.

The Void-Breaking Talisman that Shen Yan regarded as her lifeline flew out of her hand.

With a clatter, it crashed onto the ground of the airship, spun around a few times, and then lay still.

"That's mine."

Shen Yan's face instantly turned pale and then flushed.

On that delicate face, it was as if a palette had been overturned.

Shame, anger, fear, resentment, and bitterness flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

In the end, only a bleak despair remained.

"Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins cannot be forgiven."

Feng Zhuo glanced at him coldly, the Crimson Flame Sword carrying a scorching killing intent.

Without hesitation, he slashed down at Shen Yan's head.

At the critical moment, the Reincarnation Pendant on Shen Yan's body suddenly lit up.

A soft, milky-white halo spread out, like a giant, transparent cocoon.

It enveloped her completely, barely blocking the unstoppable sword strike.

"Hmph, I'd like to see how many swords your turtle shell can withstand."

A cold glint flashed in Feng Zhuo's eyes, and he raised the Crimson Flame Sword once more.

Flames surged across the sword's blade, carrying an overwhelming aura capable of burning away all of creation.

Sword after sword was slashed at the crumbling protective barrier.

One sword, two swords, three swords...

Spiderweb-like cracks rapidly spread across the protective shield erected by the Reincarnation Pendant.

It makes a teeth-grinding "crack" sound.

The light grew dimmer, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Within this icy abyss dragon's nest, the power of the Heavenly Dao is weakened layer by layer.

Within the endless burial ground, the indomitable souls of heroes from all ages intertwine to form an invisible giant net.

This place was isolated, becoming a small world independent of the heavens and earth.

The will of Heaven could not penetrate in, and therefore could not guide Shen Yan.

Her only chance of survival was to escape this place using the Void-Breaking Talisman.

But now, the Void-Breaking Talisman is lost, and the protective shield is about to shatter.

Tang Xixue glanced at her indifferently, her eyes devoid of hatred, pity, or even the slightest ripple of emotion.

To her, Shen Yan was nothing more than an eyesore of an ant.

If you trample someone to death, you trample them to death; it's not worth the trouble.

"Snap—!"

The protective shield erected by the Reincarnation Pendant finally gave way.

It disintegrated into a shower of light with a crisp cracking sound.

Shen Yan's pupils contracted sharply as the shadow of death loomed over her, engulfing her completely.

She was trembling like a leaf, and almost instinctively screamed at the top of her lungs.

The sound was so sharp it cracked.

"Wait! I have a way to save him!"

The Wuchi Pond in Guixu Palace can bring the dead back to life.

If you want to save him, you can't kill me!

Otherwise, he would truly be dead, with no chance of recovery!

She has always been adept at self-preservation and is most skilled at finding a glimmer of hope in desperate situations.

Seeing that Tang Xixue and her group were so ruthless, showing no mercy whatsoever, they were shocked.

She knew she had to immediately offer a deal that the other party couldn't refuse.

Otherwise, I would surely die today.