Ye Yao had just finished refining the ultimate move of the Zhou Dao in his hand, and the heart that had been hanging in his throat finally settled down.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and was just about to regain her composure when her pupils suddenly shrank and she guarded the ice coffin with great nervousness.

"You... who are you?"

Ye Yao's voice trembled a little, and he looked at the eyes floating in the air above the Ice and Snow Palace with some fear.

Those cold eyes, condensed by crimson light, are intimidating.

The extreme distortion and disorder make it obvious at first sight that it is an extremely evil thing.

Touched by these cold evil eyes, Ye Yao's thoughts grew wildly and out of control, making her extremely confused.

"The White Lotus Holy Sect, under the Great Saint Mother of the White Lotus, the Light-wielding Divine Envoy! Your secrets are of great interest to our sect!"

The entire ice and snow palace was suddenly filled with misty white fog, and within the mist, a golden flame lit up.

A mysterious man shrouded in a hazy glow, holding a fairy lamp with a white lotus, red candle and golden flame, walked slowly towards them.

The candlelight, like golden beans, was extremely bright, and as warm as the sun, shining on Ye Yao's changeable face. Shadows were clustered on the ground, as if the devil was dancing.

However, the next moment, Ye Yao's expression suddenly changed. Under the shining golden light, she felt that the effect of the ultimate killer move she had used, 'Reverse Time', had been amplified by who knows how many times.

Inside the ice coffin, time flows backwards, going deeper and deeper. Li Jinxiu, who was originally on the brink of death, suddenly flows backwards to three days before her death.

Suddenly, tears welled up in the corners of Li Jinxiu's tightly closed eyes, then she opened her eyes and looked at Ye Yao.

"It's been three years, Xiaoyao, please let me go, I'm already dead!"