Inside the Ice Palace.
Cold light flowed, and icy air hung thick.
A vast Ice Mirror stood at the center of the main hall. Three yin energies circulated, mingling and transforming, until they revealed the enormous, savage form of a Frost Chi. His eyes were tightly shut, and the aura of the purple mansion ultimate realm flowed slowly around him.
Two people stood before the mirror: Xu Xuan and Luo An.
"Ancestor, Dragon King Mingdu has arrived," Luo An said, waking the Frost Chi in the mirror.
"He's here-"
White Silk slowly opened his eyes. Within the mirror, his Frost Chi body swam and shifted, becoming now radiant moonlight, now dim twilight, now rustling cold light. His various cold yin divine abilities had been dismantled and smelted down, all sealed within this single body.
This Dragon King had originally been at the purple mansion late stage on the path of cold yin. Now, however, he had refined three false natures to reinforce his nature and life.
He had smashed his original divine abilities to pieces. Instead, his entire aura had become like that of a Daoist Adept, poised between "greater yin,"
"Lesser yin," and "cold yin."
Xu Xuan examined it carefully, only to find that it resembled the aura of True Person Zhi Du of Hidden Yin Mountain, whom he had met when entering Kunlun long ago.
The three yin energies dissipated completely.
"Senior."
Xu Xuan stepped forward, fully revealing his purple mansion peak aura. As he entered the dream of primordial chaos, [Self-Reflection] had also reached complete perfection.
"I am about to seek the golden position. I came expressly to see you."
White Silk did not answer. He simply watched the dragonkin before him, his gaze profoundly complicated. At last, he said, "I will help you hold back the