Chapter 1201 The Saint Arrives
Three days later.
Just as the last ray of light was about to sink into the horizon,
Boom!
A loud noise, so dull that it seemed to come from the depths of the earth, suddenly shattered the tranquility of the evening.
The entire city shook violently.
The sturdy City Lord's Mansion groaned under the heavy weight, and debris fell down.
The defensive formation suddenly glowed brightly and hummed, resisting this sudden and terrifying attack.
The sky cracked.
It was not that the sky was covered with dark clouds, but that the space itself was torn open by an unimaginable force, leaving a huge, irregular gap.
The edge of the gap was a distorted and broken turbulence of void, flashing with dangerous black and purple electric light.
Inside the gap, there are no stars, but an endless, eternally silent, dark blue ice field.
The bone-chilling coldness was like a real torrent, pouring down from the crack in space.
The ground, eaves, and even the air inside and outside the City Lord's Mansion instantly condensed into thick, deep blue black ice that shone with an ice-blue luster!
The temperature dropped suddenly, the breath turned into frost, and ordinary disciples even felt that their blood was freezing.
"Here they come!" In the side hall, the cloaked man who had been sitting as still as a mountain suddenly stood up, his black robe fluttering without wind.
He knelt heavily on one knee in the direction of the spatial crack, lowered his head deeply, and spoke in a cold voice with unprecedented awe and excitement:
"Welcome the Saint!"
He thought to himself, didn't they ask the Great Elder to come? Why did the Saint Lady come in person?
The cloaked man's deep and awed voice was like a stone thrown into an icy lake, creating ripples in the deadly cold, but was instantly swallowed up by an even more biting cold.
In the space crack that spanned the sky, the scene of the dark blue ice field became clearer and clearer.
It was as if an extremely cold country from another world was brutally squeezing into the space of the Continent of Gods.
Under the focus of countless horrified and vigilant gazes, the scene in the space crack finally changed.
A tiny light appeared from the depths of the ice field. It looked like a cold star at first, but in an instant it turned into a cold icy moon.
The ice moon moved slowly, and wherever it passed, even the turbulent void at the edge of the space crack seemed to be frozen and smoothed.
Under the icy moon, a figure came walking on the ice.
She did not deliberately exude pressure, but her mere existence seemed to be the embodiment of the will of the entire endless ice field.
It was an absolute coldness that surpassed the cloaked man countless times, enough to freeze and make the laws of heaven and earth bow down.
She was wearing an ice-blue dress that was the same as the one worn by the cloaked man, but infinitely more luxurious and exquisite. The hem of her skirt dragged on the invisible ice steps like a flowing glacier.
On the long skirt, countless fine ice patterns intertwined, outlining a lifelike ice lotus pattern, which complemented the faintly visible but now brightly shining ice lotus pattern at her cuffs.
Her face was shrouded in a hazy icy mist, through which one could only vaguely glimpse her outline, as if carved from ice and jade, and a pair of eyes that could freeze everything.
Those eyes were not black, but the purest and deepest blue, like ice marrow sealed for billions of years.
As his eyes moved, it seemed as if countless ice lotuses were born, died, and bloomed deep in his pupils.
Wherever his eyes passed, even the air solidified into tiny ice crystals that fell down.
She stepped out of the space crack, tapped the air with her toes, and a huge, crystal clear ice lotus instantly condensed under her feet, supporting her body.
The terrifying, pouring cold current seemed to have found its home, gently surrounding her body, forming a slowly flowing ice-blue light band.
Her gaze ignored the people below who were facing a formidable enemy, ignored the cloaked man kneeling on the ground, and even ignored the carrier emitting the blue light of the soul-locking formation.
Those icy eyes that froze everything fell directly on Di Xuanming.
The moment their eyes met, Di Xuanming groaned, feeling that his blood, bones, and even the Ice Soul Divine Pattern that had just awakened deep in his soul were all frozen in an instant.
A terrifying sense of oppression originating from the very origin of his blood was like an invisible iceberg pressing down on him, almost suffocating him.
The icy aura emanating from his body was forced back into his body, and even a thin layer of dark blue frost condensed on the surface of his skin.
"Saint..." The cloaked man felt the gaze falling on him, his heart tightened, and he was about to report.
Su Qingjue. "Su Qingjue." A sound so cold and clear, like ice spikes colliding, echoed clearly into the ears of everyone present. With unquestionable authority, the cloaked man's name was called out directly.
Su Qingjue crouched even lower: "Your subordinate is here!"
"You said in the message that Su Hanyi's bloodline appeared in the world and the carrier of the holy soul was contaminated, but is it this boy?" Su Qingyue's voice was calm, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him.
Her gaze was still fixed on Di Xuanming, penetrating his skin as if examining the innermost mark of his blood.
"That's right!" Su Qingjue replied quickly, "This boy's name is Di Xuanming, and he claims to be the son of Saint Su Hanyi. Pure icy spirit patterns briefly appeared in his eyes! Within the carrier, there is indeed a dormant soul, whose aura is the same as Saint Hanyi's, but the holy soul... has been stolen!"
"Son of Su Hanyi?" Su Qingyue repeated the name. Her face, shrouded in icy mist, seemed to have no change, but in the depths of her icy blue eyes, an extremely subtle ripple flashed by, so fast that it was impossible to capture.
Her gaze finally shifted away from Di Xuanming and fell on the carrier behind him that was shrouded in the soul-locking formation.
There was no unnecessary movement, just a slight glint in his eyes.
Buzz!
The blue light of the soul-locking formation covering the carrier suddenly went out.
The hollow body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, slowly floating up and drifting towards Su Qingyue.
"Stop!" Emperor Xuanming's eyes were bloodshot, and the stiffness caused by the blood suppression was broken by the overwhelming anger.
Black light burst out from his body, forcibly shattering the ice on his body surface. A breath mixed with violent anger and sharp coldness rushed into the sky, and even faintly shook the solidified cold current around him.
He took a step forward, the black ice on the ground exploded, and he raised his hand to snatch the carrier!
"presumptuous!"
Su Qingyue didn't even look at him, but just uttered two words softly.
boom!
Emperor Xuanming was struck by lightning, and his condensed momentum collapsed in an instant. He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and slammed hard onto the icicles in the corridor. The hard black ice pillars shattered!
A mouthful of blood spurted out and condensed into red ice crystals in the air.
"A Ming!" Luo Li exclaimed, and her figure flashed to Di Xuanming's side like lightning, supporting his shaky body. At the same time, a pure chaotic force was transferred into his body to help him resist the coldness that invaded his bone marrow.
She looked up at Su Qingyue in the air. There was no longer any courtesy in her eyes, only cold anger and vigilance. "As the Saint of the Su family, are you so indiscriminate as to forcibly seize the remaining soul of another person's mother?"
Su Qingyue's gaze finally fell on Luo Li.
That gaze was even colder than when he looked at Di Xuanming.
"Mother?" For the first time, Su Qingyue's voice held a faint, yet soul-chilling, sarcasm. "How do you base your judgment? Based on his words? Or based on a wisp of unidentified, fading remnant within the carrier?"
She raised her hand, and the suspended vehicle floated three feet in front of her.
She stretched out her white, almost transparent fingers, and on her fingertips condensed a drop of ice-blue blood as bright as a star. It was the blood of the Su family's direct descendants, which was countless times purer than Su Qingjue's.
"The bloodline of the Su family must not be confused, let alone desecrated." Su Qingyue's voice was like a final judgment. "This boy has alien bloodline and is full of hostility. He even dared to attack me. His words and actions are not to be trusted."
The drop of blood from her fingertip slowly fell and touched the carrier's forehead.
"Is this remnant soul real or fake? Is it Han Yi, or a trap left by the Saint Soul thief? We'll know once we test it!"
As the essence and blood fell, an irresistible force of law that seemed to freeze time instantly enveloped the entire side hall area.
Luo Li felt that the soul power in her body had become extremely sluggish.
Di Xuanming struggled to stand up, but was suppressed by the invisible force of the law. He could only watch as the drop of Su family's blood, which contained terrifying power, fell on the forehead of the carrier where his mother's residual soul resided.
Su Qingyue's face remained calm under the icy mist, except for her pair of icy blue eyes, which flashed with a complex and indistinguishable glimmer at the moment when her essence and blood were about to touch the carrier.
Was it the decisiveness to destroy her disguise? Or was it a thousand-year-old throbbing emotion that she herself hadn't noticed?
Su Hanyi...
This name eventually stirred up the deepest cold wave under the Frozen Throne.
The moment the blood essence touches the carrier's eyebrows—
Buzz!
It was not the expected light, nor was it the scene of the residual soul being frozen and annihilated.
The silent and empty carrier, at the point where its eyebrows were touched by the essence and blood, suddenly burst out with an ice-blue light that was far more intense and pure than the previous soul-locking formation.
But this light did not come from Su Qingyue's essence and blood, but from some kind of original mark that was forcibly awakened inside the carrier!
The light instantly formed a complex rune, resembling a blooming ice lotus.
"Huh?!" For the first time, a clear fluctuation appeared on Su Qingyue's indifferent face which had been frozen for thousands of years.
Her blood and essence seemed to have hit an invisible wall constructed by the Su family's original laws, and were forcibly blocked outside the rune.
The ice lotus rune spun wildly, and an ancient and tragic aura originating from the depths of the blood burst out, temporarily repelling the power of the law contained in Su Qingyue's blood.
This breath...
Su Qingyue's icy blue eyes suddenly narrowed.
This was by no means fake; its origin was so pure that it even made her feel a slight throbbing coming from the depths of her soul!
She said in a deep voice: "This is indeed the residual soul of Su Hanyi."
Her voice was still cold, but the decisive tone of judgment had disappeared, replaced by an extremely complex and unbelievable confirmation.
Although the expression on the face shrouded in ice mist could not be seen, the depths of those icy eyes that froze everything were stirring up huge waves.
At her fingertips, the drop of blood essence containing the power of terrifying laws did not dissipate, but hovered outside the rotating light of the ice lotus rune, trembling slightly.
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