Blue Ling’er’s eyes lit up at the words.
“Yes, Master.”
She bowed to Yu Yi.
After the salute, Blue Ling’er did not immediately join the battle.
True qi surged around Blue Ling’er, emitting waves of cold air that swept through her ice-blue long hair.
Her eyes glimmered faintly, shining like brilliant ice crystals.
Centered beneath her feet, the ground began to freeze and rapidly spread outward.
The ice formed a high chair, resembling a frozen throne.
“Please, Master, watch your disciple’s performance.”
Blue Ling’er half-knelt before the high chair, speaking respectfully.
“Go.”
Yu Yi sat gracefully, waving her hand lightly.
Only then did Blue Ling’er rise and turn toward the battlefield.
The temperature plummeted, alerting both the Hundred Martial Sects and Ghost Shadow Sect members to the abnormality.
But all that was left to them was a fleeting moment to react.
The entire clearing had already frozen over.
The “Shadow Killing Formation” of the Ghost Shadow Sect was instantly broken.
All Ghost Shadow Sect disciples were frozen solid, unable to vanish into their shadows under the extreme cold.
Some were even halfway out of their shadows before being frozen, leaving half their bodies exposed.
The Hundred Martial Sects disciples weren’t fools either.
Seeing the sudden spread of extreme cold, they quickly retreated, not daring to linger.
Fragmented Shadow immediately located the caster’s position.
He looked toward Blue Ling’er, his half-exposed face first showing confusion, then panic, as he shouted to his subordinates:
“Don’t move!!”
But his warning came a step too late.
Some Ghost Shadow Sect disciples instinctively struggled, allowing the cold to seep inside them, freezing their blood, and turning into sharp icicles that burst out, killing them instantly.
The other Ghost Shadow Sect disciples, seeing their comrades die so miserably, dared not move.
They forced themselves to endure the discomfort and remained motionless.
“Ha, what a bunch of wonderful living targets.”
A soft laugh echoed from midair.
Fragmented Shadow looked up and saw the ice-blue girl stepping onto a torrent drawn from a mountain spring, rising into the sky.
Ice spikes formed around her, raining down like an endless storm of arrows.
The frozen Ghost Shadow Sect disciples, driven by a strong desire to live, desperately raised their weapons to block, trying to last even a second longer before the cold invaded their bodies!
But the power of the ice spikes far exceeded their imagination.
Metal shattering sounds rang out as their weapons were pierced and destroyed.
In the blink of an eye, almost all the Ghost Shadow Sect disciples were nailed alive to the icy ground by the falling ice.
Watching his disciples die one after another, Fragmented Shadow gritted his teeth, helpless.
He looked at the girl in the sky, her identity now certain.
Blue Ling’er then slowly descended from the air, like a celestial maiden.
She stepped gracefully before Fragmented Shadow and smiled lightly.
“Second Seat, we meet again.”
The scene of the two facing each other was seen by Wei Ying.
“Why does that blue-clothed heroine… seem to know the Second Seat of Ghost Shadow Sect?”
Too many changes had occurred since learning the Old Sect Master changed the plan, leaving Wei Ying’s mind in chaos and unaware of Blue Ling’er’s identity.
The Old Sect Master, realizing the truth, was instantly horrified.
He took a cold breath and gritted his teeth, speaking in a low voice:
“What blue-clothed heroine… We’ve been used by the Demoness!”
“Demoness? Could it be…”
Wei Ying’s expression changed at his words, her gaze shifting to the white-clothed and yellow-clothed “heroines” not far away.
The Old Sect Master continued:
“What we saw just now was the world’s most sinister ice technique, the Falling Dream Prison! Only one person in the world can use this move! Since Fragmented Shadow survived, it means this Falling Dream Prison wasn’t at full strength. In other words…”
“Now, a second person has mastered this move.”
Blue Ling’er interrupted the Old Sect Master, turning back to them with a smile.
“Honored Master ordered me to first clean up the Ghost Shadow Sect. As for the thieves coveting the Shushu Pavilion, Master will personally deal with them later. Everyone, do as you see fit.”
The Old Sect Master nearly fainted on the spot.
As expected…
Anyone capable of using the Falling Dream Prison must be a disciple of the Demoness.
That terrifying Demoness, Yu Yi, who made all under heaven tremble with fear, was present!
The Hundred Martial Sects members couldn’t help but recall—who was the one Blue Ling’er respectfully called “Master” earlier?
Unconsciously, they all looked toward Yu Yi in white.
Coincidentally, Yu Yi smiled back at them.
Elegant, noble, and dangerous.
The Hundred Martial Sects members instantly wished they could dig a hole and bury themselves, then have someone set up a tombstone.
It’s over, completely over!
To be targeted by the Demoness—just the thought was unbearable!
“Run… run now!!!”
No longer caring for the treasures in the Shushu Pavilion, the Hundred Martial Sects members fled.
However, before they got far, a golden flash streaked past them.
Huang Doudou, who had remained beside Yu Yi, appeared, blocking their way.
“Hee hee, don’t be in such a hurry to leave. Among the Colorful Clouds is huge—there are so many good things waiting for you!”
Huang Doudou invited them with boundless enthusiasm.
Don’t be fooled by Huang Doudou’s small, sparrow-like appearance. She possessed the cultivation of the Ten Realms of Grandmaster, only a step away from the Martial King—someone far beyond the Hundred Martial Sects’ ability to resist.
As the Hundred Martial Sects surrendered and awaited their fate, Blue Ling’er and Fragmented Shadow began their duel.
Although Fragmented Shadow’s cultivation had advanced during his time occupying Among the Colorful Clouds, he was still a level below Blue Ling’er. Worse, the environment was now sealed in ice, and his prized Ghost Shadow techniques were suppressed and unusable.
After several exchanges, Fragmented Shadow was forced back, his black robe shredded by Blue Ling’er’s ice blade, red cracks spreading across it as if it would break at any moment.
Even half the mask on his face was knocked off, revealing a face half-burned and scarred beneath.
“Fragmented Shadow, this is the end.”
Blue Ling’er advanced, ice blade in hand.
Her gaze was icy, as if she would slit Fragmented Shadow’s throat at any moment to prove her loyalty to Yu Yi.
“Hehe… Don’t get cocky. This is only the first stage.”
Fragmented Shadow retreated in disgrace, but a proud smile remained on his lips.
As if everything was still within his expectations.
Yu Yi narrowed her eyes slightly, crossing her two snow-white legs, and spoke nonchalantly.
“Fragmented Shadow, your life is like a candle in the wind. Do you think the Broken Shadow Demon Lord hiding in the shadows would just watch you die? Let him come meet me. After enjoying himself in my territory for so long, wouldn’t it be beneath him not to show himself and give thanks?”
The Hundred Martial Sects members shuddered.
Could that “Broken Shadow Demon Lord” have broken through?