179: Welcome back, Lord Pavilion Master!

The Void Realm was deathly silent.

Hundreds of warships from the Qionghua Heavenly Palace, like silent steel islands, floated quietly in the cold darkness.

The proud ice-crystal Phoenix flags on the hulls seemed incredibly ironic at this moment.

Su Linger stood at the edge of the Spirit Frost Divine Hall, looking at this invincible fleet that, not long ago, had been aggressive and had blockaded a million miles of the Void Realm.

Now, they had become her spoils of war.

In her mind, the crisp and comical pitter-patter sound still echoed.

It was the sound of tens of thousands of little ice-sculpted yellow chicks slamming into the shields.

Palace Mistress Qionghua's ten-thousand-foot Dharma form, that world-destroying "Ten Thousand Phoenixes Paying Homage," hadn't even been able to stir up a decent ripple in front of Revered Master.

She turned her head and looked beside her.

Chu Xuanjin was standing with his hands behind his back, examining the nearest warship with great interest.

The simple Dao robe he wore seemed somewhat out of place against the backdrop of these magnificent warships.

Yet, it was this very figure who, just a moment ago, had used only a single breath to blow away all the dignity of an Immortal King at the Perfection stage.

"Revered Master."

Su Linger bowed, her voice cold and clear, yet carrying a trace of reliance and reverence that even she herself hadn't noticed.

"Disciple has caused you trouble."

"Trouble?"

Chu Xuanjin turned back and raised an eyebrow.

"Hardly."

"At most, it counts as stepping on a rather noisy grasshopper while taking a stroll after a meal."

"Leave these broken ships to you."

Chu Xuanjin pointed at the massive fleet.

His tone was like he was dealing with a pile of worthless scrap metal.

"Later, have your Third Junior Brother install the Myriad Dao Pavilion's insignia on them."

"Yes, Revered Master."

Su Linger replied respectfully.

She gripped the fleet control token that had belonged to Palace Mistress Qionghua.

Her Divine Thought surged into it.

A surge of majestic Divine Soul power, belonging to a Mid-stage Profound Immortal, erupted!

She wanted to erase the last trace of the mark left by Palace Mistress Qionghua in the token.

"Hum—"

The token trembled violently.

A remnant will belonging to an Immortal King expert emerged from within, filled with unwillingness and resentment, attempting to resist.

"Hmph."

Su Linger let out a cold snort.

Inside her Sea of Consciousness, that eternal, unmelting ice throne trembled slightly.

A primordial ice and snow will, surpassing that of an Immortal King, descended with a boom along with her Divine Thought!

"Crack."

That remnant soul of the Immortal King didn't even manage to let out a cry of sorrow before it was completely frozen and crushed.

Su Linger held the token and waved it gently toward the silent fleet.

"From this day on, your Revered Master's surname is Su."

Her words, transmitted through the token, reached the core of every warship.

Hundreds of warships lit up with a soft glow simultaneously, as if paying their respects of submission to their new Revered Master.

"Interesting."

Chu Xuanjin watched this scene and nodded approvingly.

"Not just the cultivation, you've also regained some of that imperial demeanor."

"It is all thanks to Revered Master's teaching."

Su Linger lowered her eyes.

"Alright, this matter is settled."

Chu Xuanjin stretched.

"Clean up this mess yourself."

After saying that, he turned to tear open space and leave.

"Revered Master."

Su Linger suddenly spoke up.

"Disciple would like to invite you to ride on this Spirit Frost Divine Hall and return together."

Chu Xuanjin paused and looked at her with some surprise.

Su Linger's face wore a trace of barely perceptible anticipation.

"Disciple has not yet fully mastered this divine hall."

"I wish to ask Revered Master for some guidance."

Chu Xuanjin looked at her eyes, which were as clear as an ice lake, and smiled.

"Very well."

"Just as well, let me see the quality of my Disciple's spoils."

He stepped into the main hall of the Spirit Frost Divine Hall and casually found a place to sit.

Su Linger's heart settled.

She returned to the main control core and moved her mind.

"Set sail."

"Destination: Central Region, Nine Heavens Divine City."

The massive Spirit Frost Divine Hall trembled slightly.

The hundreds of warships, like the most loyal guards, surrounded the divine hall.

They formed a massive formation that blotted out the sky, tore through the Void Realm, and disappeared at the edge of the Northern Cold Immortal Domain.

...

Three days later.

Central Region, Nine Heavens Divine City.

At noon, the sunlight was perfect.

Cultivators were bustling to and fro within the city, a scene of prosperity.

Suddenly.

"What is that!"

An exclamation came from the city wall.

Countless Cultivators looked up abruptly.

They saw that the sky above Nine Heavens Divine City had darkened at some unknown time.

It wasn't dark clouds blocking the sun, but a boundless shadow of steel!

Hundreds of massive warships, with ferocious designs and bodies inscribed with mysterious runes, formed a suffocating, colossal military formation.

They slowly emerged from the rift in the Void Realm!

Every warship exuded a terrifying Aura that was enough to make even True Immortals tremble!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The shrill alarm of the city defense army resounded throughout the city!

The city-protecting formation was activated with a boom!

Countless Cultivators, with faces full of terror, fled in all directions.

The entire Nine Heavens Divine City plunged into a panic as if the end of the world had arrived!

However, just when everyone thought a city-destroying battle was about to erupt, in the center of that desperate steel fleet, a magnificent divine hall, constructed entirely of ice crystals and exuding primordial coldness, slowly appeared.

Immediately after, a cold and dignified female voice spread throughout the entire city.

"Myriad Dao Pavilion is conducting business."

"Bystanders, stand back."

In the south of the city, the headquarters of the Myriad Dao Pavilion.

All the members of the Myriad Dao Pavilion who heard this voice were stunned at first.

Then, they erupted into earth-shaking ecstasy and worship!

"It's the Pavilion Revered Master!"

"It's the Pavilion Revered Master's voice!"

"Heavens! The Pavilion Revered Master has returned!"

A member of the Dark Department scrambled up to the top floor of the pavilion.

He looked at the miraculous scene in the sky, at the ice-crystal divine hall surrounded by hundreds of warships like stars surrounding the moon.

His legs went weak, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

In his eyes was endless fanaticism.

"Welcome, Pavilion Revered Master!"

"On your triumphant return!"

Behind him, thousands of Myriad Dao Pavilion members knelt down in unison.

The mountain-shaking and sea-roaring sound converged into a torrent, rushing straight into the clouds.

"Welcome, Pavilion Revered Master, on your triumphant return!"