Azure Profound Peak, Cang Xuan Sect headquarters.
Inside the bamboo meeting hall, the atmosphere was so heavy it seemed ready to drip with water. Chu Qing, Li Qingchan, Ye Ge, Kong Sheng, and the other Saint Children had gathered together, while Zhou Tai, Lü Yan, and the chief disciples from the various peaks stood solemnly to the side. Every gaze carried shock, lingering fear, and barely concealed fury as they focused on the two figures who had just returned.
Mo Lin stood with his hands behind his back, fragments of ice crystals still clinging to his white robes. His expression was calm, yet a trace of cold killing intent had not fully faded from his deep eyes.
Yao Yao stood at his side, her green robes fluttering. Her peerlessly beautiful face remained as cool and detached as ever, as though the harrowing trap and battle from before had never happened.
"Junior Brother Mo Lin, Junior Sister Yao Yao, it's wonderful that you're all right!" Chu Qing was the first to step forward. Rubbing his smooth bald head, he wore an expression of relief mixed with lingering fear. "When we received the message, we were scared out of our wits! Those scum from the Sacred Palace actually dared to set such a vicious trap!"
Ye Ge waved his folding fan, his expression grave. "Lei Jun, Tie Mo... two of the Sacred Palace's top five Saint Children actually joined forces to lay such a killing trap! If Junior Brother Mo Lin hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been unthinkable!"
The way he looked at Mo Lin was filled with amazement and a trace of reverence. Instantly killing two top Saint Children—such strength was simply horrifying!
Kong Sheng's face was grim as well. He said stiffly, "We absolutely cannot let this