Xiao Fenghe had just opened his mouth to continue explaining when Lu Xuan suddenly raised a hand and waved.
"Get out."
Those two icy words fell like cold iron striking the ground, brooking no doubt from anyone.
Xiao Fenghe shuddered all over and forcibly swallowed the words that had reached his lips.
At last, he took one long look at the bluestone his sect had guarded for generations, his eyes filled with regret and resentment.
As he withdrew from the forbidden ground, the Qingfeng Sect's leader clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.
He wanted nothing more than to slap himself twice—if he had not coveted the Crown Prince's promised supremacy over the martial world, how could he have exposed his sect's centuries-old secrets before the Eastern Depot?
The mountain wind wailed, as though mocking his foolishness as well.
Xiao Fenghe hunched his back, seeming to age ten years in an instant.
He knew that from this day onward, Qingfeng Sect's greatest secret would no longer belong to Qingfeng Sect.
Without even turning his head, Lu Xuan swept his sleeve toward the cave entrance. In an instant, bone-piercing cold swept through the entire forbidden ground behind the mountain.
Crack, crackle... one teeth-grinding freezing sound after another rang out.
Frost spread inch by inch across the bluestone ground, while crystalline ice patterns instantly crawled over the rock walls.
Most horrifying of all, at the cave entrance, a thick layer of ice spread madly at a visible speed. In the blink of an eye, it formed an ice wall several zhang thick.
The crystalline ice reflected a dim blue chill, completely cutting off the inside from the outside and turning them into two separate worlds.
Once the ice crystals filling the air stopped growing, the entire