237: Phoenix Palace

"Lin Yu, I'll give you one more chance. Kneel before me, and I can spare your life."

"Your Majesty, I appreciate your kindness. It's just that I'm willing to do anything except be ungrateful."

"Heh, in that case, I will fulfill your loyalty to your Sect."

At this moment, above Yu Xiyan's palm, Dao Rhyme spiritual light gathered, forming an ice sphere large enough to cover a hundred-mile radius.

Among the remaining Haoyang Sect Disciples, those with lower cultivation instantly turned to ice, their lives returning to the Yellow Springs in an instant.

Lin Yu frowned, activating all his cultivation, intending to block this fatal move.

However, facing the huge gap in Foundation, Lin Yu understood that after this move, even if he survived, he would likely lose thirty percent of his Foundation.

"If you survive this one move, I will allow you to live on, otherwise..."

Yu Xiyan's face was calm, as if she was talking about something trivial.

"Otherwise, I will give my life to you."

"Truly stubborn."

Yu Xiyan sneered.

"Actually, I've never had a good impression of people surnamed Lin."

As soon as her voice fell, a shadow enveloped Lin Yu's head.

In an instant, he looked up to see the spherical entity of snow light, formed in the Void Realm, descending on him like Mount Tai pressing down.

"Ah~"

Lin Yu felt his blood, meridians, and even his circulating Spiritual Veins gradually begin to freeze.

The extreme cold pain made him cry out in agony.

For every inch the snowball descended, the pressure Lin Yu had to endure tripled.

Until the snowball was three zhang above his head, Lin Yu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of icy blood, unable to bear the pressure any longer, and directly knelt on one knee.

"No, I'm not reconciled. I can't die like this. I, I haven't achieved the freedom I want. I can't die like this~"

The Aura Pressure swooping down from above directly caused the ground beneath Lin Yu's feet to crack and sink.

When only Lin Yu's head remained above ground... "Zheng~"

Suddenly, a zither sound in the Void Realm pulled Lin Yu's dissipating and blurred consciousness back to reality.

"Hmm?"

Yu Xiyan let out a soft hum, glancing in the direction of the sound source.

A hundred miles away, the Zither Maiden was exerting all her spiritual power to play the Phoenix Zither in her hands.

The zither music transformed into Dao Rhyme, continuously flowing into Lin Yu's body.

Finally, Lin Yu's frozen meridians showed a slight sign of warming.

Taking advantage of Yu Xiyan's Divided Soul for a moment, he eagerly circulated the True Essence in his dantian sea, his entire body's Aura shook, and a scorching stream of flame surged back against the snowball.

Yu Xiyan: "I didn't expect you to have such an ability. It truly surprises me. What a pity..."

The next moment, she transformed her five claws into fingers and gently squeezed.

Instantly, the snowball ignited with ice flames, immediately devouring the stream of fire.

"Ah~"

Lin Yu cried out in pain, his black hair scattering, his entire body turning crimson.

"A woman disguised as a man?"

Yu Xiyan chuckled softly.

"This is getting more and more interesting."

As soon as her voice fell, Yu Xiyan directly raised her hand and pressed down the snow light ice sphere.

Immediately, frost covered a thousand-mile radius, and the extreme cold instantly devoured all living creatures swept away.

When she regained her senses, everything had returned to calm.

Looking at the Haoyang Sect, which had been reduced to an ice sculpture, Yu Xiyan clasped her hands behind her back, gazing at the vast white snow, and slowly uttered a sentence: "Puppet Doppelganger Technique, you're lucky to be alive."

Shangguan Wuji and Xue Zhibai knelt before Yu Xiyan in unison: "Your Majesty, should we go and apprehend Lin Yu?"

"No need. Having been hit by half of my Ice Phoenix Snow Flame, even if she doesn't die, the imbalance of Yin and Yang in her body will turn her into a wanton woman available to all.

Without the aid of Dao Source power, Lin Yu cannot withstand the suffering of the extreme cold. She is already a cripple; there's no need to waste time on her."

"Yes."

Shangguan Wuji and Xue Zhibai were startled upon hearing this.

How ruthless.

Yu Xiyan looked back at the Haoyang Sect: "The Haoyang Sect is destroyed. The Sacred Domain should have returned to peace now, right?"

Shangguan Wuji: "Your Majesty's accomplishments are unparalleled, unique in the Nine Heavens. The Sacred Domain is about to usher in an era of peace."

"Peace?" Yu Xiyan sneered upon hearing this, "Peace always brings decay and depravity. The Sacred Domain's current state is all due to the Nalan clan's incompetence.

And I, Yintian Empress Yu Xiyan, will take the Sacred Domain as my starting point, conquer the Nine Domains, and unify the Primordial Continent."

"Long live Your Majesty, ten thousand years, ten thousand times ten thousand years!"

Amidst the thousands of soldiers' unified shouts of reverence, Yu Xiyan flicked the snow-colored cloak behind her.

"Since the internal strife in the Sacred Domain has been quelled, take me to tour the Xuan Sheng Old Grounds. I also want to see if this Immortal Dynasty is worth lingering in."

As soon as her voice fell, Yu Xiyan transformed into an Ice Phoenix and sped directly towards the Xuan Sheng Immortal Palace... Inside the Xuan Sheng Immortal Palace, Nalan Shu stood before the Fengzao Palace, quietly gazing at the Fengzao Pool, shrouded in mist.

Suddenly, the surrounding temperature plummeted.

The moment Nalan Shu turned around, Yu Xiyan was already standing before the Fengzao Palace, he knew not when.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Nalan Shu respectfully bowed to Yu Xiyan.

Yu Xiyan did not reply, gazing at the Fengzao Palace in a trance.

"There's a familiar Aura here. Has someone stayed here before?"

Nalan Shu shook his head: "This king is also unclear, but I heard that Imperial Sister frequently entered and exited here over the past few hundred years."

Yu Xiyan closed her eyes, slowly raised her right arm, and the Blood Linglong on her forehead flickered slightly.

When she opened her eyes again, her pupils suddenly emitted a sharp light: "Song Yanran, Mu Qiuyuan!"

Nalan Shu, hearing these two unfamiliar names, frowned tightly: "Your Majesty, who are these two?"

But a hint of regret appeared on Yu Xiyan's cold face at this moment: "Damn it, I'm too late. If I had come an hour earlier, Song Yanran and Mu Qiuyuan would surely not have escaped my grasp."

Taking a deep breath, she turned to Nalan Shu and said, "Take me to Nalan Mingyue. I must know everything that has happened in the Fengzao Palace over the past five hundred years."

...Three hundred meters beneath the Xuan Sheng Immortal Palace, there is a dungeon specifically for detaining important criminals.

This dungeon was established by Nalan Mingyue after she ascended the throne to punish those who threatened her imperial position.

But now, deep within this dungeon, Nalan Mingyue herself is imprisoned.

At this moment, Nalan Mingyue, wearing a Pipa Bone Restraint, was firmly fixed to a Nine Yin Profound Iron Pillar by thousand-year-old cold iron chains.

Her imperial demeanor was gone, leaving only the fate of a prisoner.

However, Nalan Mingyue's blank eyes were filled with intense unwillingness.

She had founded an empire for a thousand years, almost invincible throughout the Sacred Domain.

But now, she absolutely could not accept such a result.

Suddenly, the heavy iron door opened.

Nalan Mingyue looked up, and a cold hatred shot from her dim eyes.

Yu Xiyan gracefully walked to the table, gazing at Nalan Mingyue for a long moment, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her lips.

Nalan Mingyue couldn't stand such an expression and sharply shouted, "Are you pitying me?"

Yu Xiyan turned her back: "On the path of an emperor, the victor is king, the loser is bandit. If you, as an emperor, don't understand such a simple principle, why act in such an undignified manner?"