Peerless Peak was the most majestic and precipitous main peak among the Great Snow Mountain range, blanketed in snow year-round and wreathed in clouds and mist.
It was not only where the spiritual aura of ice and snow converged, but also the secluded cultivation forbidden ground of the Great Snow Mountain's Holy Master. Ordinary disciples could not set foot here without summons.
Deep within a naturally formed ice cavern halfway up the peak, Xue Li sat cross-legged with her eyes closed atop a Cold Jade Platform.
Suddenly, the pale blue Ice Veins between Xue Li's brows flared brightly, followed by two faint cracking sounds.
"Crack... crack..."
Xue Li's eyes snapped open!
The thoughts forever linked to her mind, belonging respectively to Tie He and Han Shan, had completely vanished just moments ago.
They had not weakened—they had been utterly annihilated!
Only death could make those wisps of thought disappear so cleanly.
"Who!?"
Xue Li slowly rose to her feet. Her aura was like an ice lake struck by a boulder, suddenly boiling before being forcibly suppressed.
The temperature inside the cavern plummeted. Thick new layers of ice formed over the ice walls, letting out faint crackling sounds.
Her face was icy, yet a trace of incredulous shock flashed through her eyes.
Tie He and Han Shan had both been personal disciples she had painstakingly cultivated for years. Though limited by temperament and opportunity, they had never managed to touch the threshold of the Grandmaster Realm, their foundations were solid and their practical combat experience abundant.
How could their thoughts have both vanished in the blink of an eye?
"Other than someone tempered more than ten times... could it have been a Grandmaster?"
Xue Li frowned deeply.
Her decision to send Tie He and Han Shan to "invite" Jingtai had been