218: Chapter 218 The Palace Mistress of Bingqing Returns to Her Former Home, A Scene of Devastation Touches Her Threat

The next morning.

Inside the map of mountains and rivers, the sun was bright.

Su Yun walked out of the bamboo house feeling refreshed, remembering last night's tenderness and Dual Cultivation.

In front of the bamboo house, Liu Qingyan and Liu Yuqin were already dressed, looking at him with reluctance.

There was a hint of charming allure between their brows, but the reluctance in their eyes could not be hidden.

"Go now, and return early."

Su Yun did not say much about romantic attachments, only reaching out to smooth a stray lock of hair at Liu Qingyan's temple.

This simple gesture made Liu Qingyan's eyes turn red again.

She held back her tears, pulled her sister, bowed to Su Yun once more, and then turned into two streaks of light, disappearing at the exit of the map of mountains and rivers.

After seeing off the Liu sisters, Su Yun did not delay.

He temporarily left Ye Qingyu and Zi Yun inside the map of mountains and rivers, and took Luo Bingyan with him as he left this hidden valley.

An extremely luxurious Immortal Boat, captured from the spoils of Tianshu Palace, was summoned by Su Yun.

This Immortal Boat was crafted entirely from an unknown black divine wood, and the hull was carved with complex star Formation patterns.

Nine lifelike dragon heads were distributed at the bow, emitting waves of Immortal King-level pressure.

It was precisely the Nine-Dragon Chariot that Ye Wuhun had once used to put on airs.

Now, it had fallen into Su Yun's hands.

"Senior Brother, this..."

Luo Bingyan looked at this Immortal Boat, which was even more imposing than the main hall of her Extreme Cold Immortal Palace, a hint of surprise flashing in her ice-blue eyes.

"Come on up, it's just a means of transportation."

Su Yun waved his hand indifferently and stepped onto the Immortal Boat first.

Hearing this, Luo Bingyan had a new understanding of Su Yun's extravagance.

To be able to call an Immortal King-level vehicle a "means of transportation," she feared that in the entire Lower Realm, only her mysterious Senior Brother could do so.

She said no more, moved with light lotus steps, and followed.

Su Yun stood at the bow, set the coordinates according to Luo Bingyan's guidance.

The Immortal Boat emitted a slight hum, instantly turned into a streak of light, tore through the clouds, and sped towards the east.

The speed of the Nine-Dragon Chariot was far beyond that of ordinary Immortal Boats.

In just half a day, a vast, continuous mountain range covered in snow appeared at the end of their vision.

That was the "Ten Thousand Year Glacier" where the Extreme Cold Immortal Palace was located.

"Senior Brother, that is it ahead."

Luo Bingyan's voice carried a hint of imperceptible excitement and the trepidation of returning home.

Having been away for thousands of years, now that she was finally able to return, even her Dao Heart, which had long since frozen its emotions, could not help but ripple...

However, as the Immortal Boat drew closer, and that Sect, which in her memory was as holy as a snow lotus, gradually became clear before her eyes, the expectation on Luo Bingyan's face froze instantly.

Su Yun's brows also slowly furrowed.

Something was wrong.

Very wrong.

The holy snow mountain, which should have been filled with Immortal Qi and dotted with countless ice crystal palaces, now looked as if it had been baptized by a catastrophe.

Soaring black smoke rose in billows from every corner of the mountain range, staining the white snow peaks with a layer of filthy gray-black.

The "Nine-Winding Profound Ice Formation," which Luo Bingyan had personally set up and claimed could withstand a full-strength blow from a Late Stage Immortal Lord, was now riddled with holes.

The massive Formation light barrier was covered in hideous cracks, its light dim, as if it would shatter completely at any moment.

And what made them both furious to the point of their eyes splitting was the mountain gate, which had already collapsed by more than half.

On the stone pillars of the Formation, which were condensed from profound ice, corpses that had long lost their life breath were hung in an extremely cruel manner.

Those corpses were, without exception, all female Disciples wearing the attire of the Extreme Cold Immortal Palace!

Their faces still retained the terror and unwillingness from before they died, and bright red blood dripped down their bodies onto the white snow, congealing into shocking, bewitching blood-colored ice flowers.

The air was filled with an undissolvable, thick smell of blood and the violent energy aura left behind after Magic Treasure attacks.

"No..."

Looking at the hellish scene before her, Luo Bingyan's delicate body trembled violently.

Her Dao Heart, frozen for ten thousand years, seemed to be struck hard by an invisible heavy hammer at this moment!

"Boom!"

A terrifying chill that could not be described in words erupted from within her!

"Crack! Crack!"

With her as the center, goose-feather-sized snowflakes instantly filled the sky for a hundred miles around, and even the air seemed to be completely frozen by this extreme rage!

She could clearly recognize that among the female Disciples hung before the mountain gate, several were juniors she had personally taken into the Sect back in the day!

Who was it?!

Who on earth was it?!

How dare they humiliate my Sect and slaughter my Disciples like this?!

Luo Bingyan's eye sockets instantly turned blood-red, and two lines of clear tears rolled down uncontrollably from her ice-blue phoenix eyes.

Those were... blood tears, mixed with endless grief and monstrous killing intent!

Su Yun did not speak, only silently reaching out to pull her delicate body, which was trembling slightly from extreme rage, into his arms.

His gaze also turned completely cold.

Daring to touch my woman, and using such cruel methods.

Very well.

Just as the two landed in front of the mountain gate, preparing to further investigate the situation,

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Several black crossbow bolts, soaked in potent poison, suddenly shot out from behind a bombed-out ice and snow ruin nearby, aiming directly at their vital points!

"Hehe, there are actually fish that slipped through the net, and such beauties at that!"

"Tsk tsk, this figure, this face, is much better than the ones we caught before!"

"Big Brother, don't hurt the face, take her alive! Once we break through that last turtle shell in the back mountain, this young lady will be rewarded to the brothers to have some real fun!"

Several Cultivators wearing different Sect attires, with shifty eyes, walked out from behind the ruins.

They looked at Luo Bingyan's peerless beauty and exquisite figure.

Their eyes were filled with undisguised lewdness and greed, and their words were full of wanton insults towards the dead Extreme Cold Immortal Palace Disciples.

It was as if, in their eyes, these once high-and-mighty Fairies were nothing more than playthings for them to slaughter.

One of them even licked his lips, his gaze greedily wandering over Luo Bingyan, as if he couldn't wait to pin her beneath him.

"Little beauty, don't struggle. Be obedient and come with us, and I guarantee you'll be in ecstasy—it's much better than guarding this broken Sect and being an old maid for the rest of your life!"

However, his foul language was not yet finished.

A ghostly figure appeared before him without any warning.

It was Su Yun.

He didn't even use any spiritual power; his pure Physical Body strength exploded, and his speed was so fast that not even a residual image was left behind.

"You..."

The lewd smile on that Cultivator's face froze instantly, and in his pupils, a handsome yet cold-to-the-extreme face was reflected.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but discovered that his neck had already been tightly gripped by a large hand like an iron pincer, unable to make even a sound.

"Noisy."

Su Yun looked at this piece of trash still struggling in vain in his hand, his eyes devoid of the slightest emotional fluctuation.

His other hand pressed directly onto the top of this Cultivator's head.

"Soul Search."

Simple and brutal.

"Ah—!!!"

A shrill, inhuman scream was twistedly squeezed out of the Cultivator's mouth.

The massive Divine Soul power, like the most violent flood, instantly overwhelmed his pathetic Sea of Consciousness, turning all his memories upside down.

A moment later.

Su Yun obtained the information he wanted.

He released his hand.

The Cultivator's scream stopped abruptly, and he collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud, bleeding from his seven orifices, his Divine Soul completely destroyed.

"You... you killed him?!"

"Do you know who we are?! We are the Blazing Fire God Sect..."

The remaining scouts, seeing this scene, were scared pale, and one of them even brought out their backing, acting tough while being cowardly inside.

However, what greeted him was Su Yun's gaze, which was colder than ten-thousand-year profound ice.

"Next, is you."

Su Yun didn't waste a single word, his figure flickered, and he disappeared from the spot again.

Screams rose one after another.

In the blink of an eye, those few coalition scouts who were still showing off their might were gripped by their necks by Su Yun in the most brutal way, and lifted into mid-air.

He did not perform Soul Search again, just purely enjoying the pleasure of crushing bones.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Amidst the teeth-aching sounds of bone fractures, those scouts were, bit by bit, alive, kneaded into lumps of blurry flesh by Su Yun.

After doing all this, Su Yun released his hand, letting those lumps of rotten meat fall to the ground.

He learned from the memory of one of the scouts.

It turned out that in the short half-day since they left, several hostile Sects that had been eyeing the Extreme Cold Immortal Palace had formed a coalition and launched a surprise attack while their Sect-protecting Formation was at its weakest.

Now, most of the resisting Disciples had died in battle, and the remaining hundreds of Disciples were retreating and holding out in the "Absolute Zero Secret Chamber" at the back mountain under the leadership of the Grand Elder.

The main force of the coalition was currently besieging the secret chamber with all their might, and it looked like they could break in at any moment.

"Senior Brother..."

Luo Bingyan looked at Su Yun's blood-stained hands, her delicate body trembling slightly, not knowing if it was because of anger or being moved.

"Don't be afraid."

Su Yun took her small, cold hand, his voice not loud, but carrying an unquestionable power.

"Let's go, we are going to kill."

Before the words faded, he wrapped his arm around Luo Bingyan's waist, turned into a bolt of lightning, and shot directly towards the direction of the back mountain!