As Chu Xisheng's Saber Intent bore down upon a thousand li in every direction, Emperor Jianyuan was hiding in a residence on the lower level of Extreme Eastern Ice City.
His expression was exceedingly grim as he walked to the window and gazed northwest.
This place was more than two thousand li from the battlefield, so Jianyuan could not sense exactly what was happening there. Extreme Eastern Ice City was currently suspended only a hundred zhang above the ground, too low for him to see into the distance.
Yet the beam of Ice-Po Soul Light and the strike of Ice Sword Qi that Wen Zhuyi had just unleashed in that direction had made Emperor Jianyuan's hair stand on end, goosebumps rising all over his body.
-So this was a Near-God!
Although he had now entered the Transcendent Rank, an immeasurable gulf still separated him from Wen Zhuyi.
It was truly remarkable that Grand Preceptor Dugu Shou had managed to contend with such a woman for an entire year.
Emperor Jianyuan was initially filled with dread and apprehension, but intense desire and ambition then surged within him!
He had to conquer this woman! He had to!
By following Yu Kunlun's method, after obtaining Wen Zhuyi's Origin Yin, he could go further and hold this woman's life and death in his hands.
An instant later, a young man whose skin resembled crystal abruptly appeared behind him.
"Imperial Preceptor?"
Emperor Jianyuan turned his head, looking in surprise at Imperial Preceptor Yu Kunlun and his left arm.
A thin layer of ice covered it, and a small wound had yet to heal. Yu Kunlun had merely sealed it with a secret art, preventing even a trace of its aura from escaping.
Emperor Jianyuan's expression darkened. "What exactly happened over there?"
Inside Extreme Eastern Ice