It was as if the entire world had been dragged into an icy hell, the air frozen into fine ice crystals!
Even the branches extended by this Ancient God were instantly frozen into crystalline ice sculptures, seeming as though they would shatter into powder at the slightest touch.
That terrifying chill spread along the branches, rapidly creeping upward and freezing the Vine Ancient God's massive body into an enormous sphere of ice.
At the same time, an icy voice filled with rage rang out.
Lin Jingyi followed the voice and looked over, only to see a handsome man in a trench coat walking toward her.
If she eloped with the imperial consort under the pretext of his fondness for men, the imperial consort's family would presumably have nothing to say.
Young Master Lin knew martial arts? Mu Lan was rather surprised. Martial training was grueling. She had assumed Lin Yichuan only knew flashy moves, but his skills seemed quite formidable.
She stepped onto the stairs, and nothing seemed different. But things could not be this simple, could they? Tao Zi did not dare lower her guard. Just as she was about to warn the other three, she realized there was no sign of anyone else.
The silver net had become increasingly shattered under the impact of the Seven-Colored Exquisite Pagoda. It seemed as if it would vanish with a single touch.
Present-day Furong City not only allowed visiting cultivators to drink tea, discuss the Dao, and indulge in refined pastimes; it had practically become Western Liao's largest trading city.
Mingshu helped the startled Jiang Duo up from the bed, casually draped some clothes over her, then held her as they walked outside.
But if anyone else in the Lu Family had been involved in this matter, Lin Jingyi would never