Please Recommend. Meanwhile, in a secluded courtyard several hundred meters from the ancestral shrine.
Zhu Qianqing sat opposite Xue Shiqiong, holding a cup of warm, clear tea.
As deputy ministers of the Clan Affairs Department and the Internal Affairs Department, the two were conducting a routine exchange about recent departmental matters.
A gentle, gracious smile rested on Zhu Qianqing's lips as she spoke softly.
Suddenly, Xue Shiqiong, who had been sitting opposite her with her gaze gently lowered, shuddered violently!
The cup in her hand gave a soft clink, and the tea rippled slightly.
She abruptly rose, her delicate brows drawn tightly together, and looked toward the Yin-Yang Great Transformation Hall in bewildered uncertainty.
"Shi Qiong?" Zhu Qianqing's smile stiffened slightly as she set down her tea. "What's wrong?"
Before Xue Shiqiong could answer-"Screee-!!!"
A clear, piercing bird cry, soaring beyond the clouds of the nine heavens and reaching deep into the soul, carried supreme majesty and biting cold
and suddenly thundered over from afar.
"Humm-!"
Countless fine ice crystals instantly condensed in the air around Xue Shiqiong, and a tremor originating from her Martial Soul swept through her beyond her control.
Amid shifting radiance, the phantom of a luan, translucent as though carved from cold jade and flowing with cool moonlight-the Bright Ice Jade Luan Martial Soul-suddenly appeared behind her.
"Screee-!" The Bright Ice Jade Luan phantom stretched its neck and released a clear, soaring cry, answering that immensely penetrating Phoenix cry from afar.
The luan's cry brimmed with the resonance of a shared bloodline, its perception of a King Martial Soul of the same rank, and a trace of soaring spirit stirred by that vast, icy will.
An icy, bone-piercing yet majestic and immense fluctuation swept through the entire courtyard.
The air temperature plummeted, and crystalline frost blossoms