From Chapter 213 onwards, we will address each other as sisters.

"Go!"

The others hesitated slightly, but Eunuch Qiu and several other Supreme Grandmasters rose directly into the air, pursuing the two closely.

She Zhijiu and Qin Hexuan both harbored grudges against Yan Chu.

They could not rest easy without seeing him die with their own eyes.

"Young Miss, perhaps we should find a place to take shelter first, and hold the ceremony again when the Lord returns!"

The Prefectural Governors Mansion had been reduced to ruins under the strike from Yan Chu and Awakening to emptiness.

Protected by Zheng Wan and two Great Grandmasters from the Prefectural Governors Mansion, She Manman retreated to a tall building in the distance.

Seeing the several Supreme Grandmasters pursuing them, a Great Grandmaster surnamed Yuan spoke up to advise her.

A look of excitement appeared on She Manman's exquisite face.

She had already removed her phoenix coronet and ceremonial robes; her long, dark hair cascaded like a waterfall down to her waist.

Ignoring the words of the Prefectural Governors Mansion Guest Elder, she looked at Zheng Wan beside her and said:

"Aunt Zheng, let's follow them and watch too!"

This time was different from the battle at the Yang River in Cangzhou Prefecture; there was no need to worry about Yan Chu killing her if he won, so naturally, she wanted to join in on the excitement.

Zheng Wan hesitated.

Qin Hexuan and Eunuch Qiu had clearly discovered something; if Yan Chu were defeated by Awakening to emptiness, would her own fate be any good?

She knew very well about She Zhijiu's little schemes regarding her.

If he knew that the woman he had pursued and been repeatedly rejected by had instead been taken by Yan Chu a step ahead of him, and treated in such a way, would he not be infuriated?

Therefore, what Zheng Wan was thinking about at this moment was not following to watch the spectacle, but finding a place to hide first.

If Yan Chu won in the end, she would come back out.

Thinking of this, Zheng Wan couldn't help but gently advise:

"Manman, a battle of this level has too wide a range of impact. For the sake of safety, it is better that we do not watch."

"Guest Elder Yuan is right. Wait until your father returns, and then we will hold the wedding ceremony again."

She Manman curled her lips, parted her cherry-red lips slightly, and sent a voice transmission to Zheng Wan:

"Aunt Zheng, is there something you and Yan Chu are keeping from me?"

"What? What did you say?!"

A look of shock appeared on Zheng Wan's jade-white face as she looked at She Manman.

She Manman's expression remained unchanged as she continued the voice transmission:

"Don't pretend; I saw it just now!"

"When I was getting ready, you suddenly disappeared for over half an hour, and I felt that something was off."

"Just now when Yan Chu suddenly appeared, I noticed the expression on your face. Did something happen between you two during that half hour?"

As she said this, She Manman's large eyes looked at Zheng Wan with a smile that was not quite a smile.

She was naturally brilliant, clever, and possessed sharp observation skills.

Zheng Wan was someone she spent every day with, so the changes that had occurred naturally could not escape her eyes.

Everything had been perfectly fine in the morning.

But after going out for half an hour, her complexion was off when she returned; not only were her clothes and hair a bit disheveled, but her walking posture was also strange.

Especially on her pretty face, there was suddenly a bit more allure, making her look charming and irresistible.

Aunt Zheng was a Supreme Grandmaster, after all, and had always been cold-natured, keeping people at a distance. How could she have suddenly become like this?

When Yan Chu appeared and she noticed the change in Aunt Zheng's expression, She Manman finally had a guess in her heart.

Giving She Manman a deep look, Zheng Wan's soft and alluring face recovered some coldness. She waved her hand, dismissing the several Prefectural Governors Mansion Guest Elders nearby.

"Manman, what do you mean by that?"

Zheng Wan's tone was no longer as doting as before; instead, it held a hint of a threat:

"I am loyal to your father and have watched you grow up since you were little. What could possibly happen between me and Yan Chu?"

She Manman did not care about the change in Zheng Wan's tone.

Seeing no one around, she grabbed her sleeve, stood on tiptoe, and whispered something into her ear.

"You—"

A rosy flush instantly covered Zheng Wan's jade-white face, spreading from her slender neck to her crystal-clear earlobes. She scolded in embarrassment and anger:

"What are you saying?"

She Manman took Zheng Wan's arm and said with a giggle:

"I don't think there's anything wrong with it!"

"From now on, we shall address each other as sisters, and neither of us should put on the airs of an elder in front of the other!"

Zheng Wan shot her an annoyed look, still stubborn:

"There is nothing between me and Yan Chu, don't guess wildly!"

...

On the other side, Yan Chu and Awakening to emptiness transformed into beams of light, leaving Tongzhou Prefecture, and traveled hundreds of miles, appearing above a wasteland.

A few days ago, Tongzhou Prefecture had just experienced a heavy snowfall.

Looking around at this moment, the wasteland was a vast expanse of white, consisting of frozen soil layers hardened by the cold.

Two figures descended from the high sky, landing on the wasteland one after the other.

Whoosh!

Yan Chu swept his large sleeves, carrying the clouds and mist across the sky, and an infinite palm force struck down with a boom.

Cloud Dispelling Palm, Calamitous Clouds Descend!

Heavy Clouds Deeply Locked!

The clouds and mist surged, turning into a sea of clouds that trapped the monk Awakening to emptiness within.

He still smiled like a flower. The three-zhang-tall Dharma image of the Immovable Wisdom King radiated golden light, dispersing all the thick clouds and mist, and a massive golden palm print struck upward in retaliation.

Boom!

The earth shook violently and swayed unsteadily. Countless streams of gold and black light overflowed, shattering the frozen soil and ice layer by layer, spreading into the distance.

At the same time, the celestial phenomena above were stirred; a wild wind blew, whipping up snow that scattered down from the sky.

"Good!"

"Donor Yan, this palm technique of yours that controls clouds and mist is unparalleled in its mystery and infinite in its changes, not inferior to my Immovable Wisdom King Seal!"

On the melting ice and snow below, the monk Awakening to emptiness's robes fluttered, golden light flowed over his entire body, and the Buddha light behind his head became increasingly brilliant.

"However, if Donor only has this level of skill, I am afraid that in today's battle, I will still be slightly superior."

"After I deliver you, Donor, I will recite the Rebirth Sutra a few more times for you."

"Hehe!"

Yan Chu chuckled and said:

"Monk, there is no need to chatter here. Show me all the skills of your Nalanda Temple, and I will let you go meet the Buddha happily!"

"Good! As you wish, Donor!"

The monk Awakening to emptiness's smile did not diminish. He formed a seal with his hands, and the Immovable Wisdom King Dharma image behind him interlaced its hands inward, with the two thumbs tucked into the palms, forming a seat of rock, turning without moving.

"Immovable Wisdom King, Treasure Mountain Seal!"

Hearing the monk Awakening to emptiness shout clearly, the Immovable Wisdom King Dharma image instantly expanded to a hundred zhang in height, its head rising above the clouds. Turning his hand into a mountain, a treasure mountain descended downward.

Although the mountain was constructed from True Qi, it absorbed the Spiritual Qi of the surrounding mountains and rivers, appearing lifelike; every stone and every large tree was incredibly vivid.

At this time, Eunuch Qiu and the others had arrived one after another.

They happened to see the scene of the treasure mountain descending and could not help but be moved.

The oppressive feeling of that hundred-zhang-large golden mountain was truly astonishing. One could faintly hear the chanting of Sanskrit on the mountain; even from such a distance, it made their minds waver, wanting to lay down their butcher knives and convert to the Buddha.

How would Yan Chu, facing the treasure mountain directly, deal with it?

"Hmph! Mere parlor tricks! A laughingstock!"

Yan Chu snorted coldly. Frosty cold energy condensed on his fist, and his heart also became as cold as ice and frost, unmoved by any external things.

The cold energy from all directions of the earth seemed to be drawn by him, and the infinite coldness turned into a frost-white fist light, which he blasted out with a mighty punch.

Heavenly Frost Fist, Frost and Snow Ice Mountain!