"You, take care of yourself." Hearing Su Yin's shout, Rong Hua didn't slow down at all. Instead, he quickly flew to the door and raised his foot to step out of the hall, away from this place of trouble. Before leaving, Rong Hua seemed to suddenly think of something and turned to look at Su Yin, who was sitting in the hall, still a little stunned by his actions.

"Don't embarrass me, your teacher."

Don’t embarrass me, your teacher? Don’t embarrass me, your teacher? What? Damn it! Watching Rong Hua vanish so quickly after uttering her last words, Su Yin cursed inwardly, her face filled with resentment. Heaven is killing her!!! Someone, please save her!

Don't embarrass me, Master? Su Yin pondered, doesn't this mean that not only should I not play any tricks, but I should also try to hold on as long as possible? How is that possible? These two things clearly cannot be true under the same conditions. Heaven wants to kill her, Heaven wants to kill her, Heaven won't let her live, ah...

Over the next few days, Rong Hua was nowhere to be seen. He claimed to be in seclusion for cultivation. However, Su Yin gritted his teeth. Humph, others might not know him, but she does. Isn't he just afraid that she will pester him? Humph, if he doesn't help her, she will do it herself. Thinking of this, Su Yin turned around very casually and disappeared in the distance in a moment.

However, Lingyun Palace has been very quiet these days.

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At the foot of Shenghan Mountain

The sky was dark and rustling, and fallen leaves danced and swirled on the ground. A man's black hair flew, his long, cyan robe fluttering in the cold wind. He looked to be in his twenties, tall and slender, standing with his hands behind his back. A chill mountain breeze blew, causing his sleeves to flutter. Not far away, a dark figure half-knelt, head bowed, a solemn expression on his face.

"Sir, everything is ready."

"Just in these few days." The voice of the man in green seemed particularly pleasant in the dark night, but there was a hint of majesty in his voice.

"Yes, sir. But..." The black-clothed figure paused, remained silent for a long time before finally speaking out, "This journey is in a dangerous place, and with the Second Saint of Shenghan and many of Shenghan's disciples present, it will surely be extremely dangerous. Please consider this carefully."

"Really?" Hearing this, the man was not annoyed, but raised his lips, "What a pity, I am determined to get that thing." The man clenched his fist, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

No one could have foreseen that someone would launch a massive attack during the Holy Cold Mountain Assembly. Even with the two Saints of Holy Cold Mountain and everyone present, what would the outcome be if he joined forces from within? He didn't know the consequences of his actions, but the man couldn't help but look up at the sky. It was gloomy and dark, just like his current mood. He was running out of time...

He knew this move would bring chaos to the Immortal Realm, and that their demon world would probably have to reorganize as well. But he had no choice...

A gentle breeze blew a strand of hair from his forehead. His eyes gazed indifferently into the distance. The black shadow had long since vanished, and it seemed as if he was the only one standing in this vast expanse of heaven and earth. The world only believed that the immortal realm was supreme, but what if Xi Chen refused to believe it?

Come on, let him take all the blame.