The Xuanming Sect's mountain gate stood amid the mountains northeast of the Dou Ling Empire, where clouds and mist lingered year-round over treacherous terrain. Built into the mountainside, its halls rose in tiers, giving it something of a great sect's grandeur.
But... it did not look much like a secluded sect.
The mountain gate alone bore no resemblance to that of a sect hidden from the world.
Aoyao stood on the ancient road outside the gate, looking up at the massive stone archway engraved with the words "Xuanming Sect." The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
"This is the place?"
At some point, the Snow Empress had appeared beside him, her slender figure looking especially cold and aloof in the dusk. She glanced toward the mountain gate, her tone as casual as if she were asking what they would eat that evening.
"Yes, this is it." Aoyao stretched. "Thanks for the effort, both of you."
"No trouble."
The Ice Empress's answer was so brief it bordered on perfunctory, but she made no attempt to conceal the chilling killing intent in her eyes.
"According to the information we gathered, the Xuanming Sect's current sect master is named Xu Degang, a Level 95 Super Douluo whose martial soul is the Black Tortoise. He has a few elders under him, probably around Level 92 or 93. Below them should be some Soul Douluos and Soul Masters at the Soul Saint and Soul Emperor levels."
"No survivors among the Soul Emperors and above?"
"Right. Kill everyone at Soul Emperor level or above."
Aoyao said it as calmly as if he were ordering a meal.
The Ice Empress nodded and took a graceful step forward.
That single step.
Just one step.
The instant her toe touched the ground, a terrifying chill erupted beneath her feet.