Before the Young Emperor Tower.
There was still a palm-print depression in the ground that had yet to be repaired.
Two ice sculptures had appeared out of thin air, standing silently within that depression.
One was a black-robed man, frozen in the instant he leaped forward, one foot off the ground, raising a palm to press down. His expression was complex, seeming both terrified and sinisterly grinning.
The other was a golden-eyed young master, his face filled with horror as though he had witnessed an indescribable terror. His mouth hung wide open as if he were desperately calling for help, while his legs and upper body twisted as though he wanted to flee—yet he had been frozen before he could escape.
In the Real Universe, the two ice sculptures stood amid the dazzling cosmos. The ice seemed to cut off every trace of their presence, making them feel like two lifeless, gigantic stones from a galaxy.
Yet these two ice sculptures were astonishingly large, far beyond anything that could have formed through natural changes in the universe. One was a trillion meters tall, while the other reached seventy trillion meters!
A female disciple with willow-leaf brows and a graceful figure emerged from the Line Source Skyway near the Young Emperor Tower, accompanied by a younger junior sister with delicate, beautiful features.
This female disciple was Liu Qingyuan, who had once fought alongside Li Tianming. She had brought her junior sister, Lin Mengdie, to take part in the Young Emperor Trial.
"Senior Sister Liu, I heard that even the aftermath of that sudden attack nearly wiped out an Imperial Tutor. How did Li Tianming, a mere Star Ancestor, manage to escape?" Lin Mengdie asked curiously, linking arms with Liu Qingyuan.
"I'm not sure either. I did join forces with him once