Turning around suddenly, Qinghe had disappeared without a trace.
"Third Brother, if anything happens to the Divine Lord again, then you will be the culprit!" After saying that, he rushed to the inner hall.
Nan Jun watched Bei Jun's retreating figure and shook his head indulgently: "This child really doesn't understand love."
A fleeting expression cannot lie. If that girl truly wanted to harm the God, she wouldn't have had that worried and tense expression.
Inside the inner palace, Su Feng lay quietly on the bed, his hand gently held by another pair of hands.
Qinghe softly called Sufeng's name, but Sufeng was absorbed in his own world and ignored her.
She didn't know why Su Feng had become like this. His face was pale, and he seemed very weak. His barely breathing reminded her of when Qi Rong saved her. He must have looked like this too.
I felt a pang of heartache and a touch of guilt. If it weren't for her, Qi Rong would never be the way she is now, and neither would Su Feng.
Bei Jun is right. She was the beginning of Qi Rong's misfortune. Without her, Qi Rong would be living a more carefree and unrestrained life than she is now.
The temperature inside the room plummeted, and a cold mist filled the entire room.
Qinghe keenly noticed this. She looked towards the doorway and saw wisps of white ice crystals moving around, quickly freezing the entire room.
Qinghe knew very well that the ice crystals were aimed at her, because only her hand, which was clasped together with Sufeng's, was stained with ice crystals.
In the icy cold of the room, a figure appeared. Dong Jun's aura was extremely low as he coldly looked at Qing He, who truly sensed a trace of danger.
Although he didn't show it on his face, Qinghe knew he was angry, and furious at that.
Dongjun has never cared about anything else, only protecting the safety of those in power in the divine realm. Now that he is Sufeng, his duty is to protect Sufeng and eliminate anyone who poses a threat.
The ice crystals transformed into cold needles, aimed directly at Qinghe's face.
The long whips clashed, the cold needles shattered, and Qing used his left hand to brace himself against the bed, leaping into the air and breaking through the window.
When Bei Jun arrived, only Su Feng was in the room. Looking out the window, he saw Dong Jun and Qing He standing on either side, suspended in mid-air, surrounded by overwhelming auras, their confrontation imminent.
Bei Jun's eyes revealed admiration. Although he was very afraid of his elder brother, his elder brother's strength was something he had always admired. He rarely saw his elder brother make a move, and he never expected that his wish would come true today.
The world was bathed in white light, and the ice made even the warm air frigid. The temperature gradually dropped, and even the gods watching on the ground hugged their arms and stomped their feet to keep warm.
Nan Jun looked at the sky with worry. His elder brother's strength was unfathomable, comparable to that of a god. If Qing He were to face him, how could he possibly survive?
He wanted to step forward and offer a warning, but the sky was filled with ice crystals, making it difficult even for him to take a single step.
Qinghe, who was in mid-air, felt like her face was about to freeze into an ice cube. Looking at Dongjun's expressionless face, she secretly wondered what kind of monster Dongjun was. Was his physical attack maxed out? Or was he a nature type?
Surrounded by ice crystals, the powerful pressure made it hard for her to breathe. Faced with absolute power, Qinghe's cultivation was utterly useless.
Suddenly, a streak of light shattered Dongjun's ice array, and Shen Xun appeared, standing in front of Qinghe. "A grown man bullying a weak woman, what a lack of manners."
Dongjun remained expressionless and coldly uttered a single word: "Get lost."
Shen Xun tilted his head and flashed a bright smile: "I won't."
Without uttering any further words, he gathered power in both palms and launched an attack on Dongjun.
A commotion erupted underground, as everyone was astonished by the man's actions. To take the initiative against an opponent like Dong Jun was tantamount to courting death. They closed their eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.
Only the little immortal official, who had just heard the voice, was still angrily saying to himself, "I told you they were in cahoots!"
However, the expected tragic death did not occur. Shen Xun and Dong Jun actually engaged in combat, and although Shen Xun seemed to be at a disadvantage, he was not killed immediately.
A magnificent battle ensued. The man's origins were unknown, yet he was able to fight Dongjun for so long. The golden protective shield around him was indestructible, enough to protect him from harm even when he was at a disadvantage.
Qinghe stood in mid-air, retreating continuously. She couldn't get involved in this level of battle at all; at such close range, she was likely to be caught in the crossfire and distract Shen Xun. She looked down at the densely packed people on the ground, then at the ruined buildings in the distance, and planned to sneak away to the Suoyao Temple.
The Northern Lord's path was blocked by the Southern Lord, and now was the perfect opportunity, but the moment he turned around, the ice crystals were instantly right in front of him.
Dongjun had no intention of fighting Shenxun; his target was Qinghe, and he focused most of his attention on her. Therefore, as soon as he sensed that she was trying to escape, he immediately stabbed at her with ice crystals.
As she approached the space between her eyebrows, Qinghe felt a sense of powerlessness. Death was imminent, yet she was powerless to resist.
In the blink of an eye, a hand suddenly appeared, grabbed the ice crystal, and crushed it. Shen Xun grabbed her arm and suddenly flew away into the distance, trying to break free from Dong Jun's shackles.
However, Dongjun would not let them escape. His figure suddenly appeared in front of the two, and he unleashed a powerful palm strike, aiming straight for their faces.
Shen Xun raised his palm to meet the attack, and the two forces instantly canceled each other out. However, the Dongjun in front of him was just an illusion. The real Dongjun had already arrived in front of Qing He. The silver armor was reflected in Qing He's pupils, and the white light was dazzling. She subconsciously closed her eyes.
A sharp pain shot through her abdomen, and she suddenly vomited blood. With great effort, she opened her eyes and saw Shen Xun in front of her, having blocked most of the palm strike for her.
The two fell from the sky. Shen Xun was severely injured and could no longer maintain his disguise, turning into a child.
Qinghe pulled out the wooden hairpin from her head with all her might and threw it into the air. The nine-headed Fiery Phoenix responded and caught Shen Xun's falling figure.
Qinghe closed his eyes and fell helplessly downwards. The nine-headed Fiery Phoenix circled and roared as it swooped down, but the ice crystals had not yet dissipated, and it could not catch up with Qinghe's falling speed. It looked like he was about to crash solidly to the ground.
At the critical moment, starting from the ground, with Qinghe as the center, a ten-thousand-foot red light spread outwards, as powerful and fierce as a raging fire. The huge nine tails danced and swayed in the air, stirring up a vast storm.
The overwhelming pressure forced people to the ground, and they couldn't withstand it, so they knelt down and couldn't straighten up.
Within the fiery mist, a pair of enormous, blood-red pupils slowly appeared, followed by a face and body. As everyone looked towards the hurricane, someone exclaimed in surprise, "It's Lord Su Feng! The Lord has awakened!"
"Greetings, Divine Lord!"
"The Divine Lord is mighty!"
The shouts added to the grand scale of the event.
After a long while, amidst the shouts, a figure slowly walked out.
Dressed in red with black belt and gold thread patterns, she wore a long robe and a jade crown.
Qi Rong carried the unconscious Qing He step by step out of the red mist, with a huge red mist fox behind them, its nine tails fluttering, eerie and unpredictable.
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