The mighty and resonant voice echoed through the entire underground palace.

The mercury river on the floor surged in waves.

Iron chains hanging from the beams trembled and shook.

Candle flames flickered, casting a large shadow on the dome of the underground palace.

It was a suit of steel armor sitting on a frozen throne,

The armor was engraved with skull patterns, wielding a great cross sword (the hilt was shaped like a goat's skull, and the blade was inscribed with foreign runes).

Wearing a helmet,

From the two eye sockets beneath the helmet gleamed a ghostly blue light, as if able to see through flesh and blood, and peer into the darkest, most frenzied thoughts in the depths of others' hearts.

Without a doubt, the one sitting on the frozen throne cosplaying the Lich King from World of Warcraft was none other than the young Miss Chai, who wished to remain anonymous.

All eyes were focused on the steel armor, and even the Wu De Guard cavalry charging forward slowed their pace.

They knew nothing of a frozen throne or a Lich King.

All they knew was that heavy iron chains were tied to the wrists and ankles of the steel armor, and it was these chains that firmly bound Him to the frozen throne, preventing Him from leaving.

And now, that armor was slowly rising.

The temperature in the entire underground palace plummeted wildly, the liquid mercury river gradually ceased to flow,

The ground, beams, and stone surfaces of the dome were quickly covered with a layer of frost.

If they weren't in the midst of battle, if they weren't so exhausted, if the light in the underground palace were a little brighter, perhaps everyone present would have noticed,

That the source of the cold wasn't the frozen armor, but the small holes hidden throughout the underground palace—

Behind each small hole in the stone wall was hidden a modified worm, and these worms were responsible for spraying cold air, creating cold wind and mist, and controlling the operation of the mercury river,

Like true stage artists, orchestrating everything in the entire underground palace, creating momentum for Miss Chai in the center of the stage.

Shua la—

The steel armor covered with pale white frost stood up, and with its pale blue eyes, looked down upon the crowd below, as insignificant as ants.

"I have been imprisoned for ten thousand years, and exiled from my own homeland. Now, you dare to trespass into my tomb, you seek your own death..."

Miss Chai raised the paper Frostmourne sword, and with great flair, waved it remotely towards the area between the cavalry and the White Lotus members.

Boom boom boom!

The worms in the direction pointed to by Miss Chai's sword immediately spat out frost and explosive projectiles,

Blasting away bricks and stones, creating ice and frost,

As if an invisible giant sword, carrying the force of a thousand jun, had cleaved the bluestone ground.

The cavalry and the White Lotus members looked at the huge icy fissure that lay between them, and instantly lost their will to fight each other.

In their minds, being able to casually cleave the ground a hundred paces away with externalized sword qi,

Could probably only be done by the legendary Sword Immortals whose sword qi stretched for thirty thousand miles, and whose sword light chilled nineteen continents.

And judging from the sinister and terrifying appearance of the armor, which was firmly bound by iron chains,

It was probably not some righteous Sword Immortal who had attained liberation through death, but more likely a demonic behemoth.

The two groups held their weapons, looking at each other across the crack, and for a moment, dared not move rashly.

Gongyang Han scanned his surroundings, his mind racing, and with a determined bite, he cupped his fist and bowed towards the steel armor on the frozen throne, saying, "I, Gongyang Han, a twenty-second generation disciple of the White Lotus Sect, under the Guangmu Protector, pay my respects to Senior."

Judging by the situation, this frozen armor in front of them was probably an ancient demon who had committed some transgression and was imprisoned,

As the saying goes, all evil cultivators under heaven are one family. The White Lotus Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and has some distant connections with evil cultivators and demonic paths throughout history.

It would be better to take this opportunity to reveal his identity, and perhaps even borrow the power of this demon to eliminate the Wu De Guard cavalry chasing them...

Yu Qingqiu on the other side of the crack immediately understood what the other party was thinking, secretly thought it was bad, moved his hand slightly, gestured, and signaled his subordinates to retreat immediately if the situation turned unfavorable later.

"White Lotus Sect..."

Miss Chai lowered her head slightly, as if thinking and recalling, "Oh, you mean the Pure Land Society, the White Lotus School."

"Exactly!"

Gongyang Han was overjoyed. The White Lotus Sect originated from the Pure Land School of Zen Buddhism. In ancient times, Pure Land chanting societies were popular. After a certain generation, it was transformed and a new sect was created, called the White Lotus School.

At that time, the White Lotus School also chanted Buddha's name and upheld precepts, encouraging believers not to kill, steal, or lie, to respect their ancestors, and to do good deeds. With the development of the times, some violent elements were gradually incorporated in order to resist oppression,

And finally transformed into the current White Lotus Sect.

Judging by this senior's name for the White Lotus Sect, was He an evil cultivator from when the White Lotus School was first founded a thousand years ago?

"I am very familiar with the White Lotus School. I had a close friend in my lifetime who was a Protector of the White Lotus School."

Miss Chai said in a low and hoarse voice, "At that time, we often traveled together, discussed Dao while sitting, cultivated together, and solved each other's doubts..."

Gongyang Han was overjoyed upon hearing this. Sure enough, there was a connection!

However, Miss Chai changed her tone, and said gloomily, "However, he actually hooked up with my betrothed behind my back! Causing me to become possessed and fall into the demonic path..."

Miss Chai deserved to be someone who had read a thousand romance novels.

These words were said with mournful anger, containing hatred that penetrated deep into the bones.

The entire underground palace was driven by her emotions, and the temperature dropped again (all thanks to the worms in the stone wall).

Gongyang Han was stared at by the pale blue eyes of the steel armor, and felt as if his whole body was soaked in coldness.

Snatching someone's love was like taking someone's life.

Did the mistake made by that White Lotus Sect senior, whose name he didn't even know, have to be borne by him, a junior...

Gongyang Han was filled with despair, but Miss Chai changed her tone again, and said lightly, "But later, I discovered that my betrothed was actually his childhood sweetheart junior sister, and it wasn't him who snatched someone's love, but me.

So I let go of my resentment, completely saw things clearly, and no longer obstructed their love.

After all, he had to carry me around on his back all day while also courting women and engaging in romance under the flowers and moon.

It was actually quite tiring."

???

Including Gongyang Han and Yu Qingqiu, everyone thought for a long time,

Before they understood that the previous sentence "he hooked up with my betrothed behind my back" was literally the meaning of "carrying" on the back.

The expressions on their faces instantly became extremely wonderful.

"But!"

Miss Chai changed her tone again, staring at Gongyang Han with resentment and saying in a low voice, "I still can't forgive him for wanting her to abort the child that she and I had!

And hanging her on the flagpole of the White Lotus Sect's temple, exposing her to the sun for three days and three nights!

Does it matter so much who the child's father is?!

I hate him, and vow to eradicate all members of the White Lotus Sect in the world."

The cold wind rose again, and Gongyang Han trembled like a sieve.

"However,"

Miss Chai's tone became peaceful again, and she said lightly, "Later I learned that he had known for a long time that the child in her belly was not mine.

He didn't tell me all this, preferring to be my enemy, but silently guarding my dignity."