On Leng Yuexi's side.

Palace Master Yuan displayed an unparalleled aura, looking down at Leng Yuexi with his head held high and arrogantly saying:

"I must admit you are quite capable, once again exceeding my expectations, but all your luck ends here."

Leng Yuexi looked at the arrogant and domineering Lord Yuan with a calm and composed expression, showing no sign of panic.

Lord Yuan saw Leng Yuexi's reaction and was very dissatisfied. "Hmph, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Let me show you the power of the world's limit."

He raised the Netherworld Sword and casually slashed it at Leng Yuexi from afar.

But where the Netherworld Sword had passed, a chilling, eerie sword light appeared.

It appears for a fleeting moment and then vanishes in an instant, making it unpredictable.

Seeing this, Leng Yuexi remained calm and composed.

The Lord of the Abyss is indeed powerful to her now, but in her memories she has seen too many grand scenes.

She had seen extraordinary people; how could a mere nobody, not even a Xuanxian, possibly stir any emotion in her?

The Lord of the Abyss's casual sword strike was strange and mysterious. Leng Yuexi focused intently, carefully sensing the fluctuations around her.

Every attack will inevitably cause fluctuations, and every killing move will inevitably carry the intent to kill.

No matter how well an attack is hidden, it will eventually reveal itself in order to be effective.

Because of her current cultivation level, Leng Yuexi couldn't detect the trace of the Abyss Palace Master's sword light for the time being; she could only wait for it to reveal itself.

However, she didn't just stand there dumbly; she started running.

Seeing this, the Palace Master Yuan said jokingly:

"You're only thinking about running now? Don't you think it's too late? Weren't you quite capable before? You launched a fierce attack without saying a word."

Leng Yuexi ignored the talkative palace master and casually tossed some things aside as she ran.

Suddenly, she sensed a chilling killing intent coming from behind her.

Without saying a word, Leng Yuexi decisively countered, "Frost descends, snow falls, ice seals."

In an instant, the world was covered in a vast expanse of snow.

The sword light that Lord Yuan was about to unleash paused slightly before breaking free from Leng Yuexi's restraint.

Lord Yuan sneered, "Trying to seal it away is a pipe dream."

Leng Yuexi ignored him, "Extreme Cold Meteor Strike".

Her actions just now were merely to delay the approaching sword light. She and the Frost Sword transformed into a thin stream of light and charged towards the Lord of the Abyss Palace.

Its shimmering light is cold and deadly, indestructible, and carries an indomitable spirit.

Where the smooth flow passes, the air is affected, resulting in white fog and frost.