Atop Thunder Peak, countless bolts of Purple Thunder surged through the clouds.
"Ah..."
"My precious granddaughter!!!"
"Ah!!!"
Chao Wendao emerged from the illusion with tears and snot streaming down his face, his eyes red.
Ever since Qin Ming had personally vindicated Lu Ze's illusion that day, countless powerful cultivators had flocked into the illusion of "This Demonic Cultivator Is Not Too Cold."
Chao Wendao was one of them.
And he had quickly been swept up in the story.
In his eyes, Sutier was the pearl in his palm, his own beloved granddaughter.
The moment he reached the ending, Chao Wendao was so furious that Ninth Heaven Divine Lightning crackled around him.
The instant he left the illusion, he realized something was amiss—
A terrifying surge of extreme cold was gathering in the direction of Sword Inquiry Peak!
"True Disciple Li broke through!?"
Some of the sorrow in Chao Wendao's heart dissipated, and his eyes lit up.
"I'm afraid this is more than a simple breakthrough in cultivation..."
"As expected of our Spirit Cloud Sect's once-in-a-millennium genius. With a spectacle like this, I doubt anyone could..."
Before Chao Wendao could finish speaking,
the light in the direction of Glazed Fire Peak suddenly dimmed. A deep, suffocating vortex appeared in the sky, like the end of the world.
It was as though the surrounding light, the spiritual energy...
were all being sucked into something.
Chao Wendao's jaw, which had just been about to close, dropped so far in shock it seemed ready to hit the ground. His eyes filled with horror.
On all of Glazed Fire Peak, only one person could possibly account for such a commotion.
"Lu..."
"Lu Ze!??"
Chao Wendao was stunned.
If Li Moran represented the pinnacle of heaven's favored geniuses, then an icy phenomenon like hers was still