If she had not truly learned a few things from Daoist Hongjun, Xia Ying could not even be bothered to keep up appearances with formalities right now. She would have barged straight in already.
A mere household slave!
But when her divine sense probed inside, she immediately saw that familiar aged Daoist figure sitting cross-legged deep within the Dao Palace.
Xia Ying froze for a moment, then relaxed inwardly.
Good. There was no traitor within the household!
"Imperial Daughter, please come directly in..."
The Daoist figure deep within the Dao Palace showed not the slightest anomaly as he calmly invited Xia Ying inside.
"I once created the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones method. To save Fellow Daoist Extreme Ice, I had long since split off this substitute in advance," Daoist Hongjun thought silently.
"And that Young Daoist priest I sensed near Death Star Prison today clearly came from that cosmos. There is some resonance between his Dao and mine; he must be a fated person from later generations..."
As he thought this, he watched the Xia Clan's Imperial Daughter stride over with a smile, though an unfathomable darkness flashed unnoticed through his eyes.
That Xia woman's smile was far too fake. No, the entire Xia Clan was thoroughly hypocritical. They had come to inspect this old man, had they!
Then this old man would play along with them a little longer.
Li Qingyun's Turbid Dao clone moved at astonishing speed, carrying the Extreme Ice Supreme Being as he crossed several sequence ring-chains in only a few steps.
He carried Extreme Ice on his shoulder, his three heads sweeping across the Netherworld Void. Turbid qi coiled around him, and as he strode through the void, he resembled a colossal cosmic god patrolling his own immortal world.
After repeatedly vanishing