As the most mature and steady of the seven disciples, Blue Ling’er was rarely provoked under such circumstances.
However, the white-faced old man’s behavior had clearly crossed her hidden line.
To Blue Ling’er, Yu Yi’s true name was like a sacred and inviolable treasure. Anyone who spoke it had to do so with the utmost reverence.
It did not matter if the white-faced old man called Yu Yi a “Demoness” or “Yu Yi Jue.”
Blue Ling’er could endure those.
But he absolutely should not have addressed her by her true name in her presence, especially with a tone dripping with mockery and provocation.
This instantly enraged Blue Ling’er.
In a flash, the entire Main Pavilion transformed into a palace of ice crystals, filled with a bone-chilling frost.
Chi Ming possessed the Fire Phoenix Bloodline and did not fear the cold, but Huang Doudou was different.
She immediately began to shiver, jumping up and down from the chill.
The white-faced old man stood his ground, unmoving.
Noticing Huang Doudou’s reaction, he sneered and suddenly struck out.
A powerful surge of internal energy blasted toward Huang Doudou, slamming her directly into the wall and embedding her within it.
“Yu Yi, you should have realized it by now. I did not come here today expecting to return alive. I am both a messenger and a deathsworn.”
The white-faced old man spoke with a heavy sense of mission.
“Today, I will let everyone in Among the Colorful Clouds feel the momentum of the Demon Sect’s return under the leadership of the Holy Sovereign!”
After speaking, the white-faced old man turned his sights toward Chi Ming.
He intended to use force to compel Yu Yi to submit.
Until Yu Yi handed over the Everlasting Tribulation Sword, he would unscrupulously attack her disciples.
If Yu Yi moved to kill him, it would signify the breakdown of negotiations.
Then, the Holy Sovereign of the Demon Sect would personally lead his forces to attack Among the Colorful Clouds.
However, just as the white-faced old man prepared to attack Chi Ming, he suddenly heard a moan of extreme comfort coming from Huang Doudou, who should have been pinned helplessly in the wall.
He then sensed her aura. Instead of weakening, she seemed to have become even more excited.
“???”
The white-faced old man was instantly bewildered.
Although he had heard that the fifth disciple of Among the Colorful Clouds was an oddity, she shouldn’t have been able to withstand the power of his palm strike.
‘Has her ability to take a beating improved that much in such a short time?? What kind of training does she usually undergo!?’
“You want to use your strength to tell this Grandmaster that even a common messenger of the Demon Sect is stronger than my disciples, hoping to force me into submission?”
Yu Yi’s voice drifted out hauntingly.
“Unfortunately, you cannot intimidate me. For Demonic Cultivators of your level, I can send out any one of my disciples and they could take on 100 of you alone.”
The white-faced old man was naturally unconvinced.
“Heh… My senses cannot be wrong. My cultivation is equal to that of your disciples. Within the Demon Sect, Martial Experts with my level of cultivation are as numerous as the trees in a forest. Yet you dare claim any one of them can take on 100?”
“You don’t believe me?” Yu Yi arched an eyebrow.
She looked at Blue Ling’er, who had entered a berserk state but had not lost her reason, obediently waiting for orders.
“Ling’er, there is no need to endure any longer. Get ready. Your Master has only one requirement — finish him in one move.”
Yu Yi’s voice was calm and indifferent, yet it carried absolute confidence in Blue Ling’er.
This greatly encouraged her disciple.
“Yes, Master,” Blue Ling’er replied.
Her voice, ethereal as an icy spring in a mountain valley, sounded both serious and terrifying.
“One move? You think you can kill me with just one move?”
The white-faced old man laughed disdainfully.
“If it were you, Yu Yi, it might be possible. But even the ‘Snow Empress’ shouldn’t dream of killing me in one move. If you can kill me in one move today, I will—”
Before he could finish, Blue Ling’er revealed her magical treasure — Bixu Lingyuan.
A continuous stream of water gushed from it, rapidly condensing into ice to form a 40-meter True Ice Great Blade!
“It is too late for you to run or hide now. You might as well not bother,” Blue Ling’er said coldly.
She leaped high into the air and swung the blade down!
While Blue Ling’er preferred using water-shaped swords or ice swords, it did not mean she lacked a violent side.
This 40-meter-long blade was the physical manifestation of her rage.
Just as Blue Ling’er said, under the massive reach of the True Ice Great Blade, it was impossible for the old man to escape.
He could only choose to meet it head-on. And that was exactly what he planned to do.
Gathering massive internal energy into his palms, the white-faced old man faced the True Ice Great Blade descending from the sky and struck out with all his might.
He had come to Among the Colorful Clouds to either make Yu Yi submit or be killed by her.
As it turned out, Yu Yi refused to submit and was too lazy to even lift a finger.
She simply did not care about the Holy Sovereign’s threats!
She was looking down on him, despising both the Holy Sovereign and the Demon Sect!
He had to make Among the Colorful Clouds pay the price!
In the next instant, Blue Ling’er’s True Ice Great Blade collided directly with the old man’s palm.
The terrifying impact nearly destroyed everything within the Main Pavilion.
Yu Yi remained seated on her main chair, calm and unruffled, elegant and noble.
Resting her chin on one hand, she watched the exchange.
This single move would determine victory, defeat, life, and death.
“Wh-What is this? How can such a move exist!?”
The white-faced old man, who initially hadn’t fallen into a clear disadvantage, suddenly saw that a continuous supply of water was still surging into the True Ice Great Blade.
As the blade grew heavier, its icy elemental aura became increasingly profound.
He gradually felt his strength failing.
His legs had already smashed through the icy floor, and half his body was buried in the ground.
Soon, his internal energy began to dissipate, and his palms started to freeze inch by inch.
“No… No! You cannot possibly kill me with just this one move!!”
The white-faced old man refused to give up and continued to resist.
But when the final drop of water merged into the True Ice Great Blade, it acted as the final straw that broke the camel’s back.
The extreme ice instantly swallowed the old man, freezing him solid.
In the next moment, the blade fell, shattering his body and scattering his soul.
Boom…
A massive roar echoed as the entire Main Pavilion shook violently.
The freezing air kicked up by the strike surged wildly like a blizzard rushing out from a polar cavern.
Seeing that the pavilion was about to collapse, Yu Yi, still seated on the main throne, finally made a move.
With a casual flick of her finger toward the air, the crumbling Main Pavilion instantly became as solid as a rock, and the wild, icy currents slowly dissipated.
Blue Ling’er’s berserk strike had dealt with the white-faced old man, living up to Yu Yi’s expectations.
However, neither Blue Ling’er nor the other disciples wore expressions of joy.
They all realized that if a mere messenger was this powerful, what would the Holy Sovereign and the other Martial Experts of the Demon Sect be like?
Furthermore, if the members of the Demon Sect who had infiltrated the palace to assassinate the Sword Emperor, Ji Hongye, were as strong as the old man, did that not mean there were other experts stationed in the palace besides the Sword Emperor?
Yu Yi realized that the waters of the Imperial Family of Great Yan might be deeper than she had imagined.
And this time, Among the Colorful Clouds had finally encountered a truly formidable enemy.
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