A Beauty

The woman in silver armor was, after all, a Nine Heavens Venerable. Whether considering her cultivation or her status at Heavenly Emperor Mountain, Bright Holy Land could not truly punish her.

The Enforcement Hall Master, the woman in silver armor, and Bright Holy Land's Core Disciples all withdrew. Hua Qinglian also returned to the Profound Ice Stone House. Yet there was not a single shadow inside the stone house.

While he had held back those cultivators outside, Ning Xiaochuan had already seized the chance to leave.

Two words remained on the icy stone wall: Thank you!

The corners of Hua Qinglian's lips lifted slightly. With a sweep of his arm, he wiped away the two words on the icy stone wall.

Then, he sat cross-legged atop the Five-Colored Ice Bed once more and resumed cultivating.

Within Bright Holy Land, the most sacred and solemn place was undoubtedly the "Bright Mirror Palace," where the Sect Leader True Person resided.

At that moment, the Bright Sect Leader sat upon the Divine Platform at the very top of Bright Mirror Palace. No one knew what material the platform was made of, but it emitted a profound radiance of interwoven violet and white.

From afar within the hall, one could only see an aged silhouette, along with white hair and beard floating upward like strands of mystic silk. His true face could not be seen clearly.

Mo Xie entered Bright Mirror Palace. With his hands behind his back, he stood in the center, a sinister gleam in his eyes and not the slightest trace of respect in his manner. "The Heavenly Emperor Crown Prince is dead. The one who killed him has also escaped!"

"Why did you let that person escape?" the Bright Sect Leader asked.

"If he could take one strike from