Yin Ming and Ling Yao followed the aura they sensed to the center of the Ice Soul Snowfield, but the vast snowfield was just a white expanse, and there was no sign of Liu Ying.

"It's a formation."

Lingyao uttered these three words, then lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Yin Ming looked left and right, and even reached out and probed the void, but found no array or barrier.

But since Lingyao said it exists, then it must exist.

Therefore, Yin Ming didn't say much, but stood quietly to the side, waiting for Ling Yao to figure out a way to break the formation.

After about half a day, Lingyao raised his hands and quickly formed hand seals. After his index and middle fingers brushed across his eyes, his pupils were immediately covered with a faint golden light.

Before Yin Ming could even express his amazement at this miraculous technique, Ling Yao extended his slender hand to him.

"Yin Ming, stay close to me."

Yin Ming didn't delay, responded, and obediently took his hand.

The two walked around the Ice Soul Snowfield several times, and just when Yin Ming was almost blinded by the unchanging white before his eyes, a magnificent palace made of ice and snow suddenly appeared in front of him.

The firefly they were looking for was standing silently in front of the palace gate, facing off against a snow lion.

Upon seeing this, Yin Ming and Ling Yao quickly headed towards the direction where Liu Ying was.

At that moment, the snow lion suddenly lowered its body, preparing to attack the firefly.

A streak of red light suddenly rushed towards it, instantly breaking through its defenses and pinning it to the ground.

Suddenly, the snow lion's eyes went dark, and it lost all its life.

Then, like an ice sculpture, it cracked inch by inch and shattered with a crash.

All that remained was a ground covered in ice and snow, and scattered stones that exuded both spiritual and resentful energy.

Yin Ming stared in astonishment at the red magic sword stuck in the middle of the rubble.

Is this the power of a divine-grade magic weapon?

As Lingyao casually waved his hand, the Lingming Sword on the ground flew back into his hand and disappeared...

Yin Ming: ...

Vocals, so powerful and cool, I really want to have the same one!

Liu Ying also noticed the power of the Spirit Cry Sword. She had just exchanged a few blows with the snow lion, but her attacks couldn't break through its defenses at all.

Although the snow lion could no longer harm her after its sneak attack, she was equally helpless against it.

Unexpectedly, the Spirit Cry Sword was able to defeat it so easily.

It seems that the decision to advance the Spirit Cry Sword first was indeed the right one.

Yin Ming and Ling Yao had already walked up to Liu Ying's side.

"Senior Liuying, are you alright?"

Liu Ying casually wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and shook her head. She bent down, picked up a stone from among the stones left by the snow lion, compared it with the Primordial Stone in her hand, and her gaze towards the palace became increasingly complicated.

Looking at the stone in her hand that was no different from the Primordial Stone, Yin Ming crossed his arms, furrowed his brows, and pondered deeply.

So the energy that drives that lion statue is supplied by these Primordial Stones?

Why are there so many Primordial Stones here? Where did these Primordial Stones come from? How many more statues like these are there inside this palace?

But who exactly is the owner of this palace?

"Let's go in and take a look," said Liu Ying.

Just as she was about to take a step forward, the lion statue on the right side of the door suddenly started moving again.

Yin Ming instinctively dodged to Ling Yao's side, but Ling Yao summoned the Lingming Sword again and defeated it.

Looking at the ice and snow fragments and Primordial Stones it left behind, identical to those of the previous snow lion, Lingyao frowned almost imperceptibly and said in a deep voice:

"Be careful of all sculptures."

Upon hearing this, Yin Ming silently moved a few steps closer to Ling Yao.

Unfortunately, he has a heart condition.

There's really no way to be unafraid of a statue that might suddenly 'come alive' and scare him, even slapping him in the process.

As soon as the three of them entered the courtyard, the sculptures placed in the four corners of the courtyard suddenly surrounded them.

A light curtain instantly enveloped the surroundings, obscuring the original scene in the courtyard, and the view began to change.