220: Chapter 220 The Remnant Sect's Reorganization Proposal Counterattacks, High-Level Questions Touch a Sore Spot

Outside the secret chamber, blood rained down.

Inside the secret chamber, there was a deathly silence.

All the Disciples of the Extreme Cold Immortal Palace, including Grand Elder Bing Yun, were still immersed in that shocking scene just now, unable to extricate themselves.

Those were dozens of Profound Immortals!

Among them were even several experts at the Early Stage of the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal realm!

Just like that... they were... insta-killed by a single look, no, not even a look, but just four words?

Not even a sliver of their Divine Souls managed to escape?

What kind of terrifying, what kind of inconceivable method was this?!

They looked at the man standing amidst the blood rain, his posture as upright as a deity, holding their Palace Master in his arms with one hand.

Their eyes were filled with awe and a hint of... fanaticism that they hadn't even noticed themselves.

"En... Enemy attack!!"

"Run! It's a demon!!"

The reserve forces of the allied army outside, after a brief moment of daze, finally reacted.

They looked at the severed limbs and broken arms covering the ground and smelled the pungent scent of blood.

Every one of them was so scared that their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering; where was there any of their previous arrogance? They cried for their parents and turned to run, wishing their parents had given them two more legs.

Su Yun did not give chase.

They were just a group of ants; if they ran, they ran. It was just as well that they could go back and deliver the news, saving him the trouble of looking for them one by one.

His attention returned to Luo Bingyan in his arms.

"Alright, stop crying."

Somewhat helplessly, he used his hand to lift Luo Bingyan’s beautiful face, which was like a pear blossom bathed in rain.

"If you keep crying, you won't be pretty anymore."

The sobbing of the beauty in his arms gradually subsided.

She raised her phoenix eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, and looked at Su Yun with eyes full of dependence and self-reproach.

"Senior Brother... I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

"It's me who implicated the Sect..."

Su Yun didn't let her continue, directly using his finger to block her mouth.

"I said, I'm here."

"I will help you reclaim what you've suffered."

"I will help you get back the blood debt of your Sect twofold."

His voice was still calm, yet it carried a reassuring magic.

Luo Bingyan nodded heavily, turning all her sorrow and self-reproach into endless trust for the man before her.

She took a deep breath and slowly stood up straight from Su Yun's embrace.

When she faced her Disciples again, although tear stains still hung on her face, the aura belonging to the Master of the Extreme Cold Immortal Palace had recovered by seventy or eighty percent.

"Grand Elder."

Her voice carried a hint of hoarseness.

"This Disciple is here."

Grand Elder Bing Yun jolted and hurriedly stepped forward, giving a respectful salute.

However, her eyes couldn't help but steal a glance at Su Yun, filled with curiosity and awe.

"Count the casualties, comfort the Disciples, and tally the battle losses."

Luo Bingyan issued orders in an orderly manner.

"Yes!"

Bing Yun took the order and immediately began organizing the surviving Disciples to handle the aftermath.

Soon, a heavy casualty report was delivered to Luo Bingyan's hand.

In this battle, of the three thousand six hundred resident Disciples of the Extreme Cold Immortal Palace, two thousand nine hundred had died, and among the inner Sect elite Disciples, not even one in ten remained.

More than half of those at the Elder level had fallen.

The entire Sect was nearly crippled.

The enemies who had taken advantage of the opening were led by the "Blazing Fire Divine Sect."

They had formed an allied army with the surrounding "Mad Thunder Demon Sect," "Shadow Valley," and "Poison Kings Cave."

These four Sects had constant friction with the Extreme Cold Immortal Palace in their daily lives, and had coveted their cultivation resources and female Disciples for more than just a day or two.

"Palace Master."

Inside a temporarily cleared discussion hall, Grand Elder Bing Yun, with a heavy expression, marked the locations of the four great Sects on a map.

"These four Sects have deep foundations, each with at least one Immortal Lord level Old Ancestor presiding over them. Especially the Blazing Fire Divine Sect, whose Old Ancestor, Immortal Master Blazing Fire, has even reached the Middle Stage of the Immortal Lord realm."

"What's even more strange..."

A look of solemnity appeared on Bing Yun's face.

"According to the reports of the surviving Disciples, they seem to have obtained an extremely strange Formation Map this time. That Formation Map emits an extremely Yang and rigid fire power, which has a very strong restraining effect on our Sect's ice and snow Laws."

"Our Sect-Protecting Grand Array had its Origin forcibly exhausted by that Formation Map, which is why it was breached so easily."

"Now, our Sect's Origin Qi is greatly damaged and our experts have withered away; it is truly not suitable to fight them head-on again."

"In this Disciple's opinion, we should immediately open the most secret teleportation passage in the back mountain to transfer the remaining sparks of our Sect first, and then plan a counterattack after resting and recovering in the future!"

Bing Yun's analysis was well-reasoned and was also the most stable and rational choice under the current circumstances.

The other surviving Elders present all nodded in agreement.

However, this "rational" analysis of theirs sounded like nothing but... noise to Su Yun, who was bored on the side.

"No need for all that trouble."

Su Yun yawned and directly interrupted the Grand Elder's lengthy revenge plan.

He walked to the map and casually drew a few crosses over the locations of the four circled Sects.

"Give me the specific coordinates of these four Sects."

"I will make a trip myself to thoroughly wipe them, along with their nine generations of kin, from this world."

His tone was as casual as if he were talking about what to have for dinner tonight.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall immediately fell into an uproar.

"What?!"

"This... Young Master, what kind of joke are you making?!"

An Elder with a rather fiery temper jumped out on the spot, her face written all over with disapproval.

"Young Master, your strength is great, and we admire that. But those are the allied forces of four great Sects! Not only have their Old Ancestors all come out, but they also have tens of thousands of elites under them! You... you are alone, isn't this... isn't this going to your death?!"

"Yes, Young Master, you don't know that the foundation of the Blazing Fire Divine Sect is far from as simple as you imagine. It is rumored that behind them, there are even shadows of Upper Realm mighty beings!"

"Don't think that just because you killed a few vanguard scouts, you are invincible! This move is too arrogant and conceited; it will kill the last hope of our Extreme Cold Immortal Palace!"

Several stubborn Elders began to persuade him all at once.

Although their words were still somewhat polite, their doubt and dissatisfaction were completely undisguised.

In their view, Su Yun's proposal was simply a fantasy, a joke played with the entire Sect's future.

Listening to these chirping pieces of advice, Su Yun's brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

What he hated most was others questioning his decisions.

Especially a group of ants he could crush with a casual hand.

"A bunch of local chickens and pottery dogs, do they even deserve to make me suffer a loss?"

Su Yun finally lost his patience; he gave a cold laugh, not even having the interest to explain to them.

He slowly raised his right hand, and a strand of golden flame as thin as a hair quietly rose from his fingertip.

It was precisely that which burns all things and refines all things... the Supreme Soul Refining Fire!

As soon as the flame appeared, it did not emit any earth-shattering power.

But the temperature of the entire hall, in this instant, soared crazily at an extremely terrifying speed!

The air was ignited.

Space was burned into distortion, letting out an overburdened "creak" sound.

A terrifying pressure originating from the deepest part of the Divine Soul, as if it were to completely burn the Soul into nothingness, descended like a hundred thousand erupting volcanoes!

"Thud!"

"Ah!"

Inside the hall, all the Elders who were still being noisy didn't even have time to react before they all let out a painful groan.

They only felt as if their Divine Souls had been thrown into a Pill Furnace, being crazily roasted by an irresistible and terrifying high temperature!

That was a torture ten thousand times more painful than death by a thousand cuts!

Every one of them turned pale and their bodies went limp, unable to stand any longer.

As if their bones had been removed, they fell to their knees in unison, their faces ashen, unable to even make a sound to beg for mercy.

The entire hall instantly returned to a silence... more silent than death.