Chapter 1200 The Holy Soul is Stolen
There was a chill in the side hall.
The cloaked man sat cross-legged, like an unmelted rock on the ice field.
The carrier stood quietly three steps in front of him, surrounded by the blue light of the soul-locking array set up by the cloaked man, flickering faintly.
Di Xuanming and Luo Li did not go too far away, just under the corridor not far from the side hall.
Emperor Xuanming's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the walls of the palace, tightly locking onto the faint blue inside.
Luo Li leaned against the pillar and asked in a voice transmission, "Why did Su Hanyi leave the Su family?"
Liuli and the others spread their hands inside the Chaos Jade, "Who knows? That was just a thousand years ago. We hadn't awakened yet."
"That's right." Luo Li pressed her forehead. She was also confused.
Just as the two were looking at each other, Shi Heng and Xing Yi came over.
Shi Heng glanced at the side hall and whispered, "I just heard from my disciples that something happened in the city. What happened?"
Di Xuanming's gaze was still fixed on the tightly closed palace door, as if he wanted to burn through the heavy door panel and see the body inside that carried his mother's regrets.
The aura around him was heavy, like a volcano about to erupt, but was forcibly suppressed under the ice by Luo Li's tightly clenched hands.
When Luo Li heard Shi Heng's voice, her tense nerves relaxed a little.
She withdrew her gaze from the side hall and turned to Shi Heng and Xing Yi, a tired but still calm smile on her face: "There were some accidents, but they are under control for the time being."
She briefly and concisely recounted to Shi Heng and Xing Yi everything that had happened in the ruins of Yage.
"...So," Luo Li concluded, her voice lowering even more. "This mysterious and powerful individual, claiming to be from the 'Great Wilderness Su Clan,' believes that the body is the carrier of their clan's crucial 'Sacred Soul,' but the Holy Soul within has been stolen. Now, sleeping within is most likely the remnant spirit of Ah Ming's mother. He has already informed the clan that within three days, the elders of the Su Clan will personally arrive in Buli City."
"The Dahuang Su family?" Shi Heng frowned tightly, with shock and solemnity flashing in his eyes.
He believed that his knowledge of the mainland's secrets far exceeded that of ordinary people, but it was limited to some scattered legends.
"The guardians of the Frozen Throne, masters of absolute ice... This hidden race of gods actually exists? And still exists today?"
Xing Yi's expression also changed slightly, and worry appeared in his clear eyes. "The theft of the Holy Soul... this is no small matter. To force such a powerful clan to emerge from the world after tens of thousands of years of seclusion, the power of that 'Holy Soul' is probably beyond imagination. Now that it is out there, I wonder what kind of waves it will cause."
Bai Ze also frowned and said, "Indeed, during the War of the Gods, I had never heard of the Su family."
"What's more troublesome is," Luo Li looked towards the side hall again, with a hint of helplessness, "the carrier must stay with the cloaked man, Ah Ming..."
She turned her head to glance at Di Xuanming, who was as silent as an ice sculpture beside her. His tightly pursed lips and the deep anxiety in his eyes made her heart clench.
Di Xuanming finally spoke, his voice hoarse and low, filled with an unquestionable determination: "I will only wait three days. After three days, no matter what the outcome, no matter who belongs to the Su family, I will snatch my mother away."
He held Luo Li's hand, tightening it unconsciously, his fingertips cold.
Shi Heng looked at Di Xuanming and understood his feelings at the moment.
He said in a deep voice, "The Su family's strength is unknown, and their attitude is hard to predict. Whether the elders will come in person in three days will be a blessing or a curse is still unknown."
"I understand." Luo Li nodded, a sharp light flashing in her eyes. "I have ordered people to strengthen the security of the City Lord's Mansion and the entire city, and activate some defensive formations. At the same time, I will try to contact some descendants of the ancient clan to see if I can find out more information about the Su family."
She looked at Shi Heng, "Master, have you ever heard of the Su family?"
Shi Heng slowly shook his head, his eyes deep, "The events of the Great Wilderness are too far away. Even I only know fragments of them."
He looked at Di Xuanming, "Your mother has never mentioned a single word to you?"
A trace of pain and confusion flashed across Di Xuanming's eyes. "Never. Mother...seems to have deliberately avoided all traces of her past. I only know her name is Han Yi, and that she comes from a distant place. Beyond that... I know nothing."
This is also the biggest doubt and source of pain in his heart at this moment.
Why did his mother leave the Su family? Why did she hide everything from him?
Or perhaps, when he was still young, his father might have known something. But his father had been dead for many years, and there was no way to know his mother's life experience.
As Di Xuanming finished speaking, the corridor fell into a heavy silence.
The air was filled with an icy atmosphere, as if even time was frozen a little by the faint blue chill emanating from the side hall.
Luo Li felt the coldness and slight trembling coming from Di Xuanming's palm. It was not fear, but anger and desire suppressed to the extreme.
She squeezed back firmly, trying to soothe his turbulent emotions with her warmth.
At the same time, he secretly thought that after returning from the Endless Desert, Ah Ming's mood was not right. He was not such an irritable person before.
She had ignored it before for various reasons, but now she thought that even if Amin was worried about his mother, he would not lose his mind like this.
Something else must have happened to him in the endless desert.
But at this moment Luo Li did not say anything. She just held Di Xuanming's hand to prevent him from doing anything impulsive.
Shi Heng's gaze was profound as he spoke slowly, "The Su family... the descendants of the Great Wilderness, the guardians of the Frozen Throne. Such an existence possesses unfathomable depths. They have been in seclusion for millennia, forced to emerge due to the theft of their Holy Soul. Their code of conduct and attitude towards Xuanming's mother are unknown."
Luo Li took a deep breath, forcing herself to suppress the heavy pressure from the word "Su family." She was the city lord, the pillar of the city, and she couldn't afford to cause any chaos at this moment.
"Master is right." Luo Li's voice had returned to its usual calm and decisive tone. "Xingyi, you and Bai Ze must closely monitor energy fluctuations throughout the city, especially any signs of spatial teleportation. If anything unusual is detected, sound the alarm immediately. Master Shiheng, please take command of the central command center and coordinate the city's defenses. Raise the alert level to the highest level."
Her gaze swept across the closed door of the side hall, the epicenter of the storm. "As for this envoy from the Su family..."
A sharp glint flashed in Luo Li's eyes. "Since he said that the elders of the clan will arrive within three days, we should treat him with courtesy, but we must keep a close eye on him. His strength is unfathomable, so we must not take him lightly. The carrier is with him, Ah Ming..."
Luo Li turned to Di Xuanming, her tone gentle but firm, "Ah Ming, I know you're extremely anxious. That's your mother, even if it's just a remnant of her soul. But the more you are at this moment, the more you need to stay calm. We'll wait for three days. During these three days, we'll do our best to uncover the truth and make preparations. If the Su family recognizes your mother and returns the remnant of her soul, all will be well. If they have other plans, we're not without the strength to fight."
Di Xuanming's crimson eyes met Luo Li's resolute gaze, and the anxiety that almost burned his sanity was slightly suppressed by this sonorous oath.
He held Luo Li's hand tightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and in the end he only uttered a heavy, hoarse "hmm".
Trust, no need for further explanation. He placed all his hopes and determination on the next three days.
"Mother..." Di Xuanming muttered silently in his heart. The gentle figure deep in his memory overlapped with the empty carrier in the side hall.
Why did he never mention the Su family? Did his father know about all this? Countless mysteries surged like undercurrents beneath the ice.
In the side hall.
The cloaked man sat cross-legged like an ice sculpture, with cold air condensed around his body and not dissipating.
His perception was like invisible tentacles, covering the entire side hall.
"Emperor Xuanming, Su Hanyi, Continent of Gods." In the shadow under the hood of the cloaked man, no one could see his furrowed brow.
He seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed, but in fact his whole mind was focused on the carrier in front of him.
The dark blue light of the Soul-Locking Formation flowed steadily, protecting the body.
He moved his fingertips slightly, and a cold divine thought thinner than a hair carefully penetrated deep into the carrier's heart.
He wanted to confirm once again the nature of this remnant soul.
The divine consciousness was like a glimmer of light diving into the deep sea, avoiding the core of the sleeping soul and carefully sensing the remaining breath imprint.
Cold, pure, vast...
It was indeed the unique icy spirit aura of the Su family's direct bloodline, exactly the same as the source of the power of Saint Han Yi in his memory.
However, deep within this origin, there is still an extremely weak but extremely tenacious strange aura lingering.
The breath carried an indescribable tolerance and warmth, as if it could melt the black ice that had existed for thousands of years. It was incompatible with the pure coldness of the Su family, but they strangely blended together to form a unique and more powerful mark of life.
"Is this... the blood mark left by her union with an alien race?" The cloaked man was shocked.
Although this strange breath was faint, its level was so high that it was faintly close to the origin of the Su family's bloodline!
This explains why Emperor Xuanming was able to withstand and awaken such a pure Ice Soul Divine Mark. What he inherited was definitely not just the power of the Su family!
"Who is that man?" The cloaked man was filled with shock.
The person who could make the Saint willingly betray her clan and leave such a powerful blood mark is definitely not an unknown person!
He had never felt this breath in any powerful bloodline recorded in the Su family or even in the Great Wilderness.
The theft of the Su family's holy soul is a shocking event.
Now, the saint who has been missing for a thousand years is involved, as well as her son who has the pure divine runes of the Su family but is mixed with an unknown and terrifying bloodline.
The cloaked man slowly withdrew his spiritual thoughts, and the shadow under his hood seemed to become even thicker.
He had a premonition that when the elders arrived in three days, their purpose would be more than just recovering the Holy Soul.
A storm that will sweep across the entire Su family's foundation and may even overturn the cognition of some Su family members has quietly gathered in the sky above the city.
The center of the storm was the young man with wolf-like eyes outside the palace, named Di Xuanming, and the City Lord Luo Li beside him, who seemed weak but actually controlled the entire city.
He subconsciously looked across the palace wall in the direction of Di Xuanming, muttering to himself, "Di Xuanming? Your very existence may be the Su family's greatest 'accident'..."
The cold air spread silently in the hall, like the suffocating silence before a snowstorm.
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