177: Your mindset determines how you die.

The Underground Ice Cave returned to a deathly silence.

The Disciples of the Qionghua Heavenly Palace fled a hundred times faster than they had arrived.

Only the chaotic aura of humiliation mixed with fear remained in the air as they departed.

Su Linger sat leaning against the wide Frost Throne.

A wisp of deep blue Extreme Cold Flame danced on her fingertips like a docile sprite.

She closed her eyes, feeling the wonderful sensation of the entire Frostfall Ancient Domain being connected to her Divine Soul.

This Emperor-grade Immortal Artifact, refined by an Immortal King, had now become her possession.

With just a thought, the Frost Origin accumulated over billions of years in this Realm would be at her disposal.

“Revered Master was right.”

She whispered to herself.

“One’s vision determines their destination.”

That Fairy Linglong sought nothing more than an Immortal King’s Legacy to stabilize her position in the Qionghua Heavenly Palace.

But Revered Master’s Disciples always sought to turn the entire pond into their own fishpond.

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze falling below the throne.

There, a small pile of Storage Rings lay.

It was the “cleaning fee” left behind by the Qionghua Heavenly Palace Disciples after their “cleaning.”

Su Linger waved her slender hand.

Dozens of Storage Rings floated before her, their contents pouring out and forming a small mountain on the ice.

Immortal Pills, Magic Treasures, spirit plants, and Cultivation Technique Jade Slips.

A dazzling array.

“If Third Junior Brother were here, he would probably go crazy with joy.”

A faint smile touched the corners of Su Linger’s lips.

Now that she was in charge of the Myriad Dao Pavilion, she knew the value of these resources all too well.

This pile of items was enough to support a medium-sized Sect for a hundred years.

She categorized everything and put it into her own Storage Ring.

These would become the foundation of the Myriad Dao Pavilion.

After doing all this, she took out her disciple token again.

On the token, her Revered Master’s reply lay quietly.

“A bunch of women whose vision isn’t even as large as your Third Senior Brother’s abacus beads won’t be able to stir up much trouble.”

Lazy as always.

Domineering as always.

Su Linger’s heart completely settled down.

With Revered Master around, even if the sky fell, it would just be a change of ceiling.

She put away the token and stood up from the throne.

The matter here was finished; it was time to go back.

She had a thought.

The hexagonal ice crystal mark branded on the back of her hand glowed slightly.

Rumble!

The entire Underground Ice Cave began to shake violently.

No.

The entire Frostfall Ancient Domain was beginning to shrink and reorganize under her will.

The earth became the base, and the sky became the dome.

Countless glaciers and mountain ranges transformed into halls and pavilions.

In just ten breaths.

A magnificent divine hall, emitting an ancient chill and constructed entirely of Law ice crystals, floated in the Void Realm.

Spirit Frost Divine Hall.

Su Linger stood at the control core of the divine hall, feeling the terrifying power of this war fortress.

It could not only hide in the Void Realm and traverse across Domains.

Its main cannon, the “Frostfall Annihilation Divine Light,” could even threaten an Immortal Lord expert with a full-power strike!

“Go.”

She gave the command.

The Spirit Frost Divine Hall shook slightly, tore through space, and silently sailed into the endless Void Realm.

Target: Central Region, Nine Heavens Divine City... The voyage through the Void Realm was dull and long.

Su Linger sat cross-legged in the main hall, consolidating her surging cultivation.

Under the control of her Divine Thought, her Mid-stage Profound Immortal Realm was as natural as her own limbs, without the slightest instability.

Empress Lingshuang’s Dao Heart allowed her control over power to reach an inconceivable level.

Just as the Spirit Frost Divine Hall was about to sail out of the Northern Cold Immortal Domain’s range.

“Buzz—”

A piercing alarm sounded at the core of the divine hall.

Su Linger snapped her eyes open.

The view of the Void Realm outside the divine hall appeared before her.

Ahead, the originally chaotic void turbulence had been forcibly smoothed out by an invisible force.

A magnificent fleet consisting of hundreds of giant warships.

Silently, it stood in the way.

On the bow of every warship hung a flag embroidered with an Ice Crystal Phoenix.

Qionghua Heavenly Palace!

And at the very front of the fleet.

A mobile palace, several times larger than the Spirit Frost Divine Hall.

Floating quietly.

That palace was built entirely of a warm white jade, surrounded by immortal light and auspicious colors.

It was completely out of place in the cold Void Realm.

A terrifying pressure, as vast as an abyss and far exceeding that of an Immortal Lord.

It spread out from that palace.

Completely locking down the Void Realm for a million miles!

Immortal King!

Su Linger’s pupils shrank slightly.

She hadn’t expected the other party’s revenge to come so quickly and so thoroughly.

They had actually dispatched an Immortal King, bringing the entire Sect’s foundation to intercept her!

“Junior of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect.”

A majestic and cold female voice came from the white jade palace.

That voice seemed to carry the decree of the Heavenly Dao, echoing directly within Su Linger’s Divine Soul.

“You destroyed my Saintess’s Dao foundation and stole my Heavenly Palace’s treasure.”

“If you do not give this Palace Mistress an explanation today.”

“You, and the Myriad Dao Divine Sect behind you.”

“Shall be erased from the Immortal Realm.”

As the words fell.

A giant hand that covered the sky, constructed entirely of Immortal King Laws.

It reached out from above the white jade palace.

On that giant hand, every palm line seemed to be a Law god chain.

Carrying an irresistible, crushing power.

It slowly reached toward the Spirit Frost Divine Hall.

The speed wasn’t fast.

But it blocked all possibilities of evasion.

It was an absolute suppression from a higher level of life!

Su Linger stood in the main hall, her face cold.

Run?

She couldn’t run.

The entire space had been completely imprisoned by the opponent’s Immortal King Domain.

Fight?

Even more of a joke.

Between a Profound Immortal and an Immortal King, there were the two great Realms of Golden Immortal and Immortal Lord.

That wasn’t a gap.

That was a chasm.

“An explanation?”

Su Linger watched the giant Law hand slowly pressing down, her eyes showing no fear.

Only a cold calm.

She slowly raised her hand.

The disciple token appeared in her palm.

She didn’t immediately teleport back to the Divine Mountain.

Because Revered Master had said.

Run if you can’t win.

But before running.

One must first call for backup.

Her Divine Thought surged into the token.

She sent only one sentence.

“Revered Master, someone blind is trying to break my toy.”

...Myriad Dao Divine Mountain.

At the peak of the main summit.

Chu Xuanjin was lying on a rocking chair, boredly watching a live broadcast in a water mirror of his eldest Disciple, Ye Chenfeng, and others “reasoning” in the Western Region.

The Sect Master token in his arms vibrated slightly.

He picked it up to look, his eyebrows twitching slightly.

“Even an Immortal King has been dispatched?”

“Is this a case of ‘hit the small one, and the old one comes’?”

A playful arc curled at the corner of Chu Xuanjin’s mouth.

“No.”

“This is called ‘hitting the small one, and one comes rushing to deliver their head’.”

He slowly sat up from the rocking chair.

He stretched.

His joints made a series of crisp, crackling sounds.

“Sigh, this damn morning grumpiness of mine.”

He shook his head and took a step forward.

His figure disappeared from the peak of the main summit... Northern Cold Immortal Domain, Void battlefield.

The giant Law hand was already close at hand.

The Spirit Frost Divine Hall’s shield let out an overwhelmed wail.

Su Linger stood quietly.

She was waiting.

Inside the white jade palace.

Palace Mistress Qionghua sat on the Phoenix Throne, her face a mask of cold indifference.

In her view.

This farce should end.

Just as that giant Law hand was about to touch the Spirit Frost Divine Hall.

“Buzz—”

A subtle sword hum.

Without any warning, it echoed through the Void Realm.

The sword hum was very light.

Yet it seemed to contain some supreme truth that transcended the Myriad Daos.

That giant hand covering the sky, constructed of Immortal King Laws.

Abruptly paused in mid-air.

Then.

“Rip.”

An extremely tiny, gray crack.

Emerged from the palm of the giant hand.

Immediately following that.

The crack spread wildly like a spider web!

Boom!

Under Palace Mistress Qionghua’s incredulous gaze.

That giant Law hand, capable of crushing stars.

Actually disintegrated and shattered silently!

It turned into a sky full of Law light rain.

“Who is it!”

Palace Mistress Qionghua suddenly stood up from the Phoenix Throne, her aura of Perfection Immortal King erupting!

A slightly lazy voice, as if the speaker hadn’t fully woken up.

Leisurely sounded in everyone’s ears.

“I say.”

“Breaking someone else’s things early in the morning.”

“Isn’t very nice, is it?”

Before the voice even finished.

A figure dressed in simple Daoist robes, with an unremarkable temperament.

With hands behind his back.

Walked out of the ripples of broken space as if taking a leisurely stroll.

He didn’t even look at the Qionghua Heavenly Palace fleet that was acting as if facing a great enemy.

He simply landed on the Spirit Frost Divine Hall.

He walked up to Su Linger, who had already bowed in greeting.

He reached out and habitually rubbed her head.

“Not bad, you know how to call for backup now.”