The Cold Xian's primordial spirit was held fast by Yu's Cauldron and the Dragon Sparrow Ring. Though she could gradually break free, she was already straining every last ounce of strength. When the Dongling Zither sounded, it was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Her primordial spirit began pulsing uncontrollably with the music, her whole body stretching ramrod straight one moment, then bending back until head and tail faced each other the next.
A cascade of ringing notes heralded another performance of "Joyful Flow." The music was lively and sprightly, its tempo swift. The Cold Xian's body kept changing beyond her control. Amid her unbroken shrieks, she finally burst into a cloud of green vapor with a pop, then coalesced again. She no longer resembled a beauty in green, but a shell-less snail with six heads, nine bodies, and forty-eight feet.
At this point, the Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Xian, the greatest Monster of Heaven Beyond Divine Mountain, had no room left to struggle. Seized by the Dragon Sparrow Ring, she plunged like a falling star into the endless darkness within Yu's Cauldron, trailing a luminous tail of green vapor.
With the Cold Xian subdued, the cauldron's lid returned to its place. Xiong Manniang let out a long breath and flew up carrying Yu's Cauldron. "Master."
“Mm, you did very well. You needn't concern yourself with what comes next. Have a good rest.” Shi Feiyang took Yu's Cauldron and flew out of the Jade Peak.
By then, Deng Bagu, Jinxu Nu, and Yuan Hua were battling another Monster in the sky. Their clash shook heaven and shattered earth, with ten thousand thunderclaps exploding at once!
Beneath the lake in front of the Immortal Palace where the Cold Xian lived was a cavern inhabited by a demonic dragon. Like her, he