"Wait."
As Chen Fan turned, Han Ye stopped him. "I need you to repay this favor now."
Chen Fan: "..."
I just said it casually, and you took it so seriously.
Are you really that literal?
"What?"
Han Ye remained composed. "Are you, a dignified Supreme powerhouse, just going to dismiss it with words?"
"...Alright."
Despite his reluctance, Chen Fan nodded. "Tell me, what do you need me to help with."
"Help me take this infant to the City of Freedom."
Chen Fan: "..."
This was truly speechless.
He had just refused, and then this happened.
What to do?
He hesitated.
In the end, Chen Fan could only nod resignedly. "Alright, I agree."
"Good."
Han Ye seemed unsurprised.
Chen Fan then looked at Pang Tong beside him. "Do you want to come with me?"
Opportunity requires courage.
Both Chen Fan and Han Ye were beings that Pang Tong might never be able to reach in his lifetime.
He was giving the other person a chance; it was up to him whether he wanted to seize it.
"I'll go with you."
Pang Tong nodded without a hint of hesitation.
Only a fool wouldn't.
Chen Fan looked at Han Ye. "Let's go."
Pang Tong continued to hold the infant. It was all he could do for now.
Han Ye didn't reply and turned to leave.
Under the cover of night, the three of them, carrying the infant, walked out of Snow City.
...
Inside the Piaoxue Pavilion.
Zhan Li returned to her own pavilion without a sound.
"Buzz."
As soon as she entered, an ancient figure appeared behind her.
Zhan Li remained composed and turned. "Third Elder, do you have business with me?"
The ancient figure was frail, leaning on an ordinary wooden staff. "Where has the Pavilion Master gone?"
The interrogative tone was undisguised.
Zhan Li seemed accustomed to his way of speaking and smiled indifferently. "As the Pavilion Master, do I need to report my whereabouts to an Elder?"
Although she was smiling, her expression had turned cold.
She was the Pavilion Master. After her sister's death, she had become the Pavilion Master.
The old man paused, seemingly surprised by Zhan Li's sudden assertiveness.
Ever since the previous Pavilion Master, Zhan Ning, passed away, Zhan Li had inherited the position but had always been cautious and followed the rules, afraid of offending anyone in the pavilion.
Accustomed to the Pavilion Master's timidness, the sudden change left the old man momentarily flustered. He said sternly, "Pavilion Master, do you know who you are speaking to?"
"Hmm?"
Zhan Li raised an eyebrow, her eyes growing colder. "Are you not the Third Elder of our Piaoxue Pavilion?"
"Boom."
A powerful aura erupted from Zhan Li.
Before the old man could react, Zhan Li struck.
Taking him by surprise.
A spear of ice pierced directly through the old man's heart.
The old man looked at Zhan Li in disbelief. "You..."
What he received was Zhan Li's cold snort, and the ice spear vibrated.
"Bang."
The old man's physical body exploded.
His essence was refined, his soul...
"Stop."
Suddenly, a loud shout echoed.
Powerful auras surged, not one, but six.
Six potent energies pressed down on the pavilion, and at the same time, the Great Elder appeared within the pavilion.
"Bang."
He struck out at Zhan Li.
Zhan Li dodged, and the soul of the old man she held was instantly annihilated.
Only the old man's pained cry echoed in the pavilion before quickly disappearing.
A Supreme powerhouse was effortlessly obliterated.
"Presumptuous!"
The Great Elder's eyes were bloodshot, and he attacked again.
He intended to discipline this puppet Pavilion Master.
"Scram."
An enraged roar filled the sky.
Instantly, the Piaoxue Pavilion's barrier turned black.
Although it was still night outside the barrier, the inside was as bright as day. Now, the barrier had gone dark.
Within the darkened barrier, a colossal ice dragon appeared in the sky, gliding in.
"Boom."
The dragon descended.
Its claws reached for the Great Elder, and to his horror, he was lifted into the air.
"No..."
The Great Elder exclaimed in terror. "The formation core is in your hands."
Below...
Zhan Li's pupils were cold as she watched the gliding ice dragon. "You've been looking for the formation core, haven't you? Today, I'll grant your wish. Kill..."
"Bang."
The Great Elder's physical body exploded under the ice dragon's claws.
As his soul escaped, it was shattered by another claw strike.
Recovering again and again, only to be killed again and again.
The Great Elder's soul finally shattered in utter despair.
The ice dragon, having dealt with the Great Elder, did not stop. It began to attack others.
"Rumble."
The ice dragon struck mercilessly.
Piaoxue Pavilion powerhouses were killed one by one by the ice dragon.
Zhan Li stood there, watching the scene with a cold gaze.
She was waiting...
Indifferent to the miserable wails and cries from below.
She did not attack the disciples of Piaoxue Pavilion; she only killed the high-ranking members.
"Still not coming out?"
Zhan Li seemed to be talking to herself.
The screams and wails... drowned out her self-talk.
But at this moment, a faint voice echoed, "Pavilion Master Zhan, are you waiting for me?"
"Buzz."
The void distorted.
A figure cloaked in red light appeared.
The red figure's appearance was abrupt, yet it brought a smile to Zhan Li's face.
Finally, they had arrived.
The red figure stood there, emanating a tragic and vibrant power.
That power seemed to be everywhere, permeating in all directions.
"It's you."
Zhan Li's body was also permeated by the power.
Her aura began to become unstable, and a flicker of other emotions crossed her calm eyes.
Greed, killing intent, hatred... all emotions were amplified.
"Roar."
The ice dragon roared and attacked the red figure.
Its tail, like an iceberg, swung down.
With a "bang," the dragon's tail exploded.
It exploded under the red figure's gaze.
With just a single glance, the formation dragon, capable of killing top Supremes, was defeated.
The dragon wailed and shattered in the air.
It reverted to the formation, weakening.
So strong.
Zhan Li's pupils constricted.
The next moment...
"Kill."
Zhan Li struck.
Boundless snow waves converged and swept across the sky.
With endless "rumbling" sounds and earth-shattering roars, they engulfed the red figure.
The snow, imbued with immense killing power, inflicted numerous cutting wounds on the red figure.
The red figure's power thinned, slowly revealing the physical body hidden beneath.
A body as crystal clear as jade emitted a metallic sound under the attack of the snow.
"This power..."
Zhan Li's pupils contracted. "The Twelve Palaces, you are from the Twelve Palaces."
"Hehehe."
The red figure laughed. "You recognize me."
"Why did your Twelve Palaces kill my sister?" Zhan Li had pondered this for a long time without understanding.
The red figure chuckled. "The consequence of not heeding advice."
"Hmph."
This explanation clearly did not satisfy Zhan Li.
What did "not heeding advice" mean?
Then, Zhan Li seemed to realize something. "You coveted my sister's Seven Emotions power."
"Clever."
The red figure did not deny it. "The Twelve Palaces govern the Seven Emotions and Six Desires. If you do not join, you die."