Asahi Royal City stood beneath the blazing divine sun, a sacred city without night, passed down through countless ages and nearly immortal.
Outside the city, Dong Yu approached, her gaze fixed upon the royal city ahead, her expression resolute and unwavering.
At the same time, within a residence not far from the Asahi Royal Palace, Xia Zhi sensed something, and her expression abruptly changed.
"What is it?"
Sensing the anomaly in the woman beside him, Ning Chen spoke.
"Dong Yu is here!"
An anxious look appeared on Xia Zhi's face. "Young Master Ning, I beg you, you must find a way to save her!"
Ning Chen's eyes darkened at her words. What he feared had come to pass.
Within the royal city, Dong Yu, clad in wind and snow, swept rapidly onward. Her speed grew faster and faster as she followed the spiritual connection between herself and Xia Zhi, hurrying toward the distant residence.
At the same time, within the Asahi Royal Palace, King of Asahi appeared in the royal hall. Looking into the distance, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
This woman had come at precisely the right time.
"Xia Zhi, return to your room. Whatever happens, do not speak rashly!"
Within the residence courtyard, Ning Chen looked at the swiftly approaching phenomenon of wind and snow in the distance and spoke.
Before his words faded, the wind and snow arrived. Amid the freezing aura, Dong Yu swept forth, her formidable cultivation shaking heaven and earth.
Her slender hands condensed frost, transforming into steel tempered a hundred times. Dong Yu flashed past, her killing intent pressing down upon him.
Before the wind and snow, Ning Chen stood immovable as a mountain. Raising his hand, he condensed essence and met her head-on.
Their palms collided. In an instant, extreme cold spread