The palace of ice and snow flew through the sky, far faster than before, nearly reaching the Spirit Transformation level.
Strangely, the sounds of wind, white clouds, and even birds occasionally flying past all passed through the palace as usual, noticing nothing, as though it were an illusory bubble.
When they happened to encounter Demon Race Demon Lords or Human True Lords, they too turned a blind eye to this place.
Mu Tianxue stood at the edge of the ice palace, her gaze filled with alarm.
Not far from her was an acquaintance among the rogue cultivators, True Lord Jinshi. He came from rogue cultivator ranks and had always been alert, yet at this moment he flew straight toward the ice palace, crashed into it, passed through normally, and vanished beyond it.
This senior's attainments in concealment spells are practically divine!
Mu Tianxue took a deep breath.
She glanced around.
Within the ice palace, Ice Phoenix Demon Lord included, all the surviving Demon Lord, Demon King, and Demon General members of the major royal clans had fallen into slumber. Their auras were so faint that they seemed liable to wink out at any moment.
This had happened not long ago.
Before her very eyes, one Demon Race Cultivator after another had silently collapsed. In the end, the palace had become deathly still, without the slightest stray sound—strange beyond measure.
An inexplicable fear rose in Mu Tianxue's heart. She did not dare remain in the main hall, and after respectfully bowing toward the throne, she came to the edge of the palace.
Looking at the distant sky and white clouds, the unease in her heart eased somewhat.
She did not dare flee this place, nor did she dare ask where they were going. She could only wait like this.
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