Chapter 2311: Chapter 2307: Lan Ye

Swish... swish... swish... swish...

Dozens of figures appeared out of nowhere, all clad in purple armor, with astonishing auras.

Any random one of them surpassed the aura of Xia Yiming and Xiao Yi.

"Thirty-three people, all at the Saint Sovereign Realm Third Layer Peak." Xia Yiming surveyed the surroundings, one hand was already gripping the sword hilt at his waist.

Unlike Xiao Yi, who always kept his sword in the Universe Ring, Xia Yiming’s sword was always hanging at his waist, never leaving his side.

"I advise you not to make any moves." An aged voice spoke, steady and cold.

Upon closer inspection of the dozens of purple-armored figures, there were indeed thirty-three people, and the leader was an elderly man.

Thirty-three members of the Purple Winged Army, all with peak cultivation at the Saint Sovereign Realm Third Layer.

Only this elder’s aura absolutely reached the late-stage Saint Sovereign Realm, above the Seventh Layer.

At this moment, the elder’s voice, though not angry, carried an imposing force, which indeed made Xia Yiming feel a sudden sense of oppression.

No, the sense of oppression came from all directions, from the surrounding members of the Purple Winged Army.

Xia Yiming squinted his eyes; with his strength, normal martial artists at the Saint Sovereign Realm Third Layer could not possibly oppress him.

"Formation?" Xia Yiming reacted instantly.

"Is this a multi-person formation? Thirty-three people with interconnected auras and shared strength, though their cultivation techniques, methods, and auras seem different, they are actually one entity."

What surprised Xia Yiming the most was the leader’s hand, which seemed to be gathering power far beyond his own cultivation.

From the elder, Xia Yiming felt not just oppression but a crisis.

"First, take them." The elder suddenly commanded coldly.

"Yes." The surrounding members of the Purple Winged Army responded, and two of them stepped forward with shackles.

"How dare you." Xia Yiming’s face turned cold.

"Palace Master." Xia Yiming looked at Xiao Yi, "Please order, and I will ensure these disrespectful ones meet their end beneath the sword."

Xia Yiming’s hand tightly grasped the sword hilt, ready to draw at any moment.

The two members of the Purple Winged Army moved closer, shackles clanking.

At that moment, a woman slowly raised her hand.

The actions of the two Purple Winged Army members came to an abrupt halt.

The woman’s hand had already been withdrawn, but now slowly reached towards Xiao Yi once more.

Those clear eyes gazed directly at Xiao Yi.

"Your face is very cold, almost the coldest thing I’ve ever touched, no, it ranks among the top."

The woman spoke softly.

"May I touch it again?"

The woman’s voice carried no malice, but rather a calm inquiry.

"You may." Xiao Yi nodded slightly.

For unknown reasons, upon seeing the woman before him, Xiao Yi felt an immediate sense of calmness, like a still lake.

The feeling of a mind as clear as a mirror, a heart as still as water, was comforting and peaceful.

The woman smiled upon hearing it and reached towards Xiao Yi more swiftly.

Just when her pale, slender hand was only an inch away from Xiao Yi’s face, Xiao Yi’s expression suddenly turned cold.

"What?" The woman looked puzzled, and her extended hand froze instantly.

Xiao Yi said coldly, "You can touch, but not for too long. I don’t like being touched by other women for too long."

The woman nodded upon hearing, "Alright."

Pop...

The woman’s hand gently placed itself on Xiao Yi’s face.

"What do you wish to see?" Xiao Yi asked.

The woman remained calm, "I want to see why you are so cold... Hmm?"

The woman muttered to herself, but her expression suddenly changed drastically within moments, her body trembling, her hand abruptly retracting.

"You..." The woman’s calm expression instantly faded, and she instinctively stepped back.

Xiao Yi frowned; almost instantly, the calm mental state in his heart shattered.

The lake-like calm surface broke apart in an instant, turning into a raging storm.

A streak of darkness seemed to devour everything in that moment, including his mind... and everything else.

"What did you see?" Xiao Yi frowned and asked.

"Gulp." The woman swallowed, Bai Zhe’s neck slightly moved, and with a deep voice said, "What I saw, didn’t you also see?"

Before Xiao Yi could speak.

The woman bit her lip, "What exactly have you experienced?"

Xiao Yi frowned, "What did the girl see?"

"Why ask knowingly?" The woman frowned as well, but still startled, "Endless darkness... deeper than an abyss, colder than the Netherworld, darker and more profound than the vast night..."

The woman looked at Xiao Yi seriously, "I don’t know what that is, nor do I know what exactly you have experienced."

"But if you say you have no idea, that would be nonsensical."

Xiao Yi’s heart jolted upon hearing.

Even though he did not know what was going on, he was certain that whatever the woman saw, he felt it in his heart as well.

"Miss." From afar, the elder noticed the woman’s unusual expression, and his face turned cold.

"What strange fellows. Just capture them first."

"No need." The woman slightly turned her head, whispering, "No one can escape my perception. They don’t carry the Blue Leaf Poison."

The elder frowned and said, "Though that’s the case, these two are peculiar, appearing here. One keeps calling Palace Master with every sentence."

"Could it be some hidden evil force or a demonic organization in the shadows?"

"It’s better to capture them first, restrain their cultivation. It’s safer."

"If there’s no issue after interrogation, it’s not too late to let them go."

"Take action." The elder commanded coldly.

"Yes." The two Purple Winged Army members who had paused responded, taking action instantly.

The two Purple Winged Army members, one on the left and one on the right, blocked Xiao Yi and Xia Yiming’s retreat, each attacking with shackles towards them.

"Do you seek death?" Xia Yiming’s face was already filled with killing intent.

Clang... clang...

Two crisp sword rings.

Xia Yiming did not draw his sword, but two strands of cold sword qi gathered at his fingertips.

The sword energy carried a chilling force.

Xia Yiming released both hands, swift and sharp.

Two Frost Sword Qi instantly sent the two attacking Saint Sovereign Realm Third Layer Peak Purple Winged Army members flying.

"Hmm? Ice Storm Sword Energy?" The elder’s face changed abruptly.

The woman frowned and looked at Xia Yiming, "Are you from the Ice Emperor Palace?"

The woman’s gaze had been on Xiao Yi, but now she looked closely at Xia Yiming, contemplating for a moment and furrowing her brow.

"You’re Xia Yiming? Six years ago, when the Hidden Master Xia Yifeng visited my Dongfang Family to converse with my father, I saw you following behind the Hidden Master."

"Xia Yiming?" From afar, the elder’s eyes suddenly flashed a trace of apprehension.

"Palace Master?" The woman looked at Xiao Yi, "When did the Ice Emperor Palace have a Palace Master, especially such a young martial artist?"

"Could he be an imposter?" The elder’s gaze turned cold.

"It’s widely known that the Ice Emperor Palace has never had a Palace Master since its establishment, let alone a little brat like this."

The woman shook her head, "Xia Yiming’s name, the Ice Storm Sword Energy, and the sword he is unwilling to draw from his waist, cannot be faked."

"If the Ice Emperor Palace has a Palace Master, it means the Ice Venerate Inheritance has resurfaced, and the Ice Venerate Lineage finally has a leader."

"One of the Flame Dragon Six Venerable Masters, the Ice Venerable, has an inheritor, and it is this gentleman before us."

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