Twin Suns Descend Upon the Cold Night · Solitary Phoenix Weeps Blood, Probing the Soul Abyss

The night was deep.

Just as Phoenix Flame surged around Ma Xiaotao once more, preparing to forcibly break through Ling Luochen's increasingly fragile frost defenses—

"Stop!"

A stern, authoritative shout rang out, piercing through the roar of Phoenix Blazing Flame and the sharp crackle of shattering ice to reach both women clearly.

Immediately afterward, two powerful presences approached from afar and arrived above the battlefield in an instant. The Soul Power ripples they unconsciously gave off easily forced apart the endlessly entangled ice and fire energies.

Ma Xiaotao felt the Phoenix Flame burning around her body plunge into an invisible sea of ice. Its restless blaze was instantly suppressed and calmed.

She let out a muffled groan and reluctantly withdrew her Soul Power, landing back on the ground. Yet her gaze remained fixed on the entrance to Ling Luochen's residence.

Ling Luochen heaved a sigh of relief. The icy-blue radiance of Soul Power around her rapidly dimmed, and she panted softly as she used her ice staff to support her weakening body, struggling to lift her head and look up.

Under the moonlight, two figures appeared in the air.

The man on the left stood suspended in midair, dressed in a moon-white dean's robe. His features were handsome and refined, though his brows were tightly furrowed, his expression carrying both anger and helplessness. He was none other than Yan Shaozhe, dean of the Spirit Soul Department.

The woman standing half a step ahead at his side, however, nearly stole everyone's attention the moment she appeared.

She was tall and straight, like a spear that would sooner break than bend. Her neat, short teal hair barely reached her ears, cut in crisp layers that reflected a hard metallic sheen beneath the moonlight, perfectly matching the sharp, capable aura she exuded.

Her