89: Chapter 89 The Undying Coffin Stirs! Master Ling Yuling Awakens! [Bonus Chapter]

Boom!!!

From the direction of the Forbidden Ground on the back mountain, a beam of sky-piercing cold light burst from the ground.

It was not ordinary cold air.

Within a single breath, the temperature of the entire Yunxiao Holy Land plummeted by a hundred degrees.

The branches and leaves of the Enlightenment Tree on Xiaoyao Peak were instantly covered in white frost, and spiritual birds fell from the branches, their wings frozen into ice crystals.

Heavy snow.

Heavy snow fell from the clear blue sky out of thin air.

It was not just the Yunxiao Holy Land.

Ten thousand miles, one hundred thousand miles, one million miles away—the sky over the entire Eastern Wasteland Region changed color simultaneously.

Snow falling in the sixth month, the world draped in mourning white.

That undying divine coffin, sealed for thousands of years.

Cracks spread across the surface of the black ice coffin, and blue-white icy energy spewed from every crack.

The ancient imperial patterns engraved on the coffin lid all lit up, and beams of ice-blue light shot out from inside the coffin, piercing the high heavens.

And then—

Imperial might descended.

This imperial might was completely different from that of Jiang Taixu and Ji Rushuang.

The imperial might of the Jiang Family couple was thick, ancient, and harmonious, carrying the accumulation of eternal years.

But this imperial might was cold.

Cold to the extreme.

Cold to the marrow, into the Divine Soul, and to the very Foundation of the Dao Law; this was an ultimate icy cold capable of freezing all things, freezing Karma, and freezing time.

After Jiang Taixu's purple-gold pupils looked over, he grabbed Ji Rushuang, and the two retreated at the same time.

"This aura..." For the first time, a look of solemnity appeared in Ji Rushuang's phoenix eyes.

Jiang Taixu said in a deep voice: "Ling Yuling."

Because he would always remember that thousands of years ago, it was this woman who had pushed through her generation single-handedly. Even though there had been no new Great Emperors for tens of thousands of years, she had ultimately attained the Dao and became a Great Emperor.

She was the last Great Emperor to successfully attain the Dao before Lu Chen.

After her, there was only Lu Chen.

And Lu Chen—

His double pupils widened.

All the laziness, playfulness, and old-fox demeanor in his double pupils vanished at this moment.

Replacing it was an expression that had never appeared on his face before, like happiness!

His lips moved.

"Revered Master! It has been a long time!"

Forbidden Ground of the back mountain.

The lid of the undying divine coffin slowly slid off, pushed by the power of icy cold.

With a heavy thud, the black ice coffin lid smashed onto the ground, shattering into ice crystals that filled the sky, refracting colorful light in the sunlight.

Inside the coffin.

A bare foot stepped out.

The ankle was slender, the skin so fair it was nearly transparent, and the arch of the foot curved in an extreme arc.

Ice-blue imperial Dao rule patterns spread up from the ankle, disappearing into the hem of the garment at the calf.

A dress of ice-blue imperial robes.

The dress was woven from ten-thousand-year mysterious ice silkworm silk, tailored to fit, with not a single unnecessary wrinkle from the collar to the hem.

A silver-white imperial-patterned belt was tied around her waist, which was as slender as a willow.

A head of white hair cascaded down like fresh snow, reaching her waist, the ends spreading out over the ice-blue mysterious sea dress.

There were no hair accessories, only a simple black ice hairpin inserted aslant in her hair, the head of the hairpin carved into an unbloomed ice lotus.

An oval face, eyebrows relaxed and light, like distant mountains containing dark green.

A pair of ice-blue eyes, their pupils devoid of any temperature, yet looked very gentle when looking at Lu Chen.

She was clearly someone who had consumed a great deal of Origin and had been sleeping in the undying divine coffin, her white hair like snow, her blood and Qi already waning.

But even if her appearance was no longer at its Peak, even if her Origin was more than half depleted!

The demeanor emanating from her very bones, the majesty and beauty overflowing from her brows and eyes, made everyone present feel foolishly that she was beautiful!

Ling Yuling stepped out through the air.

With every step she took, an ice lotus condensed in the Void Realm, supporting her bare feet.

She did not look at the Yunxiao Holy Land Disciples kneeling on the ground.

She did not look at the stunned Leng Qingqiu and Yun Qianyue, nor did she look at Yan Lingji and Su Qiyue huddled in the corner.

Her ice-blue eyes locked directly onto Jiang Taixu and his wife in the high sky.

Ling Yuling spoke.

Her voice was not loud, cold and plain.

"Jiang Taixu."

She called out a name.

"You two have lived for nearly a hundred thousand years; at your age, you come to my Yunxiao Holy Land to bully my Disciple?"

Ling Yuling's speaking speed was neither fast nor slow.

But she emphasized the four words "my Disciple" heavily.

She tilted her head slightly.

"Do you really think this Emperor is dead?"

When the last four words fell, the heavy snow across the entire Eastern Wasteland Region suddenly intensified.

Jiang Taixu's expression changed.

It was not fear, but wariness, genuine wariness.

He said in a deep voice: "Ling Yuling, we are not here to cause trouble. Our two families have a marriage contract, and I am only here to seek justice for my daughter."

Ji Rushuang also restrained her previous arrogance and cupped her hands.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, let us sit down and talk about the juniors' affairs."

Ling Yuling did not answer.

She took a step forward, using Shrinking Ground to an Inch.

The Great Emperor-level movement technique was not a bit slower than Lu Chen's.

The next breath, she was already standing in front of Lu Chen.

With her back to him.

Ling Yuling's figure was not tall, more than half a head shorter than Lu Chen, with narrow and thin shoulders, her white hair falling on the ice-blue imperial dress, her back slender and thin.

But it was this not-so-broad back that blocked Lu Chen entirely behind her.

Blocked him completely.

She turned her head and swept a glance at Lu Chen with her ice-blue eyes.

There were no extra words, just a glance.

In that glance, there was no chill of ten-thousand-year black ice.

There was only the warmth that a Revered Master would have when looking at her Disciple.

Lu Chen stood behind his Revered Master, his double pupils rotating slowly, looking at the slender back in front of him.

He was too familiar with this back.

From the time he was a small Cultivator in the Blood-Moving Realm, this back had been blocking in front of him.

Blocking countless times.

Blocking Heavenly Tribulation, exterminating enemies, blocking all the thorns on the path of cultivation.

Until he himself became a Saint, and this back had little lifespan left, and to maintain her appearance, she had no choice but to retreat into the undying divine coffin and close her eyes.

To contemplate this world with her heart, and watch her Disciple!

Lu Chen thought he would never see his Revered Master again.

At this moment, this back had appeared again.

Ling Yuling turned her head back, her ice-blue eyes locking onto Jiang Taixu and his wife again.

She raised her right hand, her five fingers slightly spread.

An ancient mirror emerged from her palm—the Cold Moon Glazed Mirror.

An imperial weapon of the utmost path.

The mirror surface flowed with ice-blue imperial Dao brilliance, and the imperial might was so strong that the imperial weapon of the utmost path controlled by Nangong Waner and Jiang Yi let out a wail at the same time.

Ling Yuling's voice remained cold and plain.

"As for the marriage, it only counts if I and little Lu Chen talk about it."

She looked at Jiang Taixu.

"Do you have an opinion? If you have an opinion, let's have a fight! Let's see if you are stronger or I am!"

"This Emperor is not an unreasonable person! Let the juniors handle their own emotional problems, children and grandchildren have their own blessings!"

"We old folks should just lie down and enjoy our blessings! Let the children do the moving!!"