In the sky above the forest of the Ice Empire.
The gentle night wind blew across the sky, and the stars in the sky blinked playfully. The mercury-like starlight spread over the dense leaves like satin, reflecting a faint dark green light. At this moment, the dark green leaves looked somewhat ferocious and bloody under the hazy moonlight. They were stained with thick, colorful blood, as if the entire tree was crying in pain. Every vine and leaf trembled in the night wind, and drops of bright red blood dripped down from the tips of the leaves.
If one suddenly looked up at the sky, one would find that the starlight in the sky was covered by a layer of gray fog. The flying blood raindrops fluttered down, and two owl-like figures stood in the sky, sticking close to each other as if they were hugging.
The moonlight shone down from behind the clouds like a mercury cage above the two people's heads. It shone on their soft hair, which gently fluttered in the night wind, and then on their cheeks. These were two exquisite and somewhat perfect faces. They were both devastatingly beautiful. At this moment, they were standing very close to each other, and the tips of their noses were almost touching.
The slender woman on the left had a head of soft blue hair that flowed down to her waist like a waterfall. A soft robe with exquisite engravings tightly wrapped around her graceful body. The silver-white embroidered collar of the robe sparkled in the moonlight. Her delicate face was filled with shock and fear. Her pupils contracted tightly and trembled slightly, as if she was about to collapse.
On her soft and firm chest, a slender and delicate hand was inserted, as if it had reached into her robe and touched the softest part of her body.
"So smooth and tender."
The black-haired woman who was hugging him was wearing a loose black robe. Her beautiful and alluring face glowed faintly as she smiled gently. "Aren't you going to detonate the Voidheaven Artifact? Why aren't you moving?"
She leaned her head close to the Ice Goddess' ear and whispered softly like a lover, "Don't you know? No matter how cold the ice is, it can only make the soil more solid … It's just."
The Snow Goddess opened her mouth slightly, as if there was something stuck in her throat and she wanted to vomit. Her body trembled as if a cold wind had blown past, and her face was filled with fear.
The black-robed woman gently picked up the teardrop-shaped blue crystal in her hand. The Ice Goddess' body had no strength to resist at all. Then, she raised the Tear of the Water God in front of her eyes and carefully stared at it. The moonlight shone on it, refracting into different angles. A single teardrop reflected the entire pitch-black world.
"It's said that this is a naturally formed Void Artifact after the Water God's tear solidified and was tempered by countless cosmic rays. Just a drop of the Water God's tear is already so powerful. I wonder how powerful it would be if her true self were here …" the black-robed woman murmured in a low voice before chuckling softly. She seemed to be talking to herself in a strange and magical voice as she slowly said, "It's a pity that such a peerless figure fell in the last Great Sage War and disappeared from the world …"
A blush appeared on the Ice Goddess' cheeks. It was unknown whether it was from shyness or anger. For every generation of Ice Goddesses, the Water God was equivalent to a person they respected ten times more than their parents. They simply could not tolerate blasphemy.
The black-robed woman saw her expression and the corners of her lips curved into a smile. "Does it feel good? Do you want me to use a little more strength …" As she spoke, the hand she extended into the Ice Goddess' chest moved slightly.
The Ice Goddess' delicate body trembled and a painful groan came from her nose. Her crescent moon-like thin eyebrows were tightly knitted together, her snow-white eyelids were tightly shut, and a few lines of pain appeared on her delicate nose.
"Quite strong …" The black-robed woman smiled. "Then, how about this?"
His palm moved, as if he had grabbed onto something. He shook it lightly, shaking it so much that the Snow Goddess' body trembled slightly. Her diamond-like snow-white teeth were tightly clenched together as she resisted the urge to let out a painful groan.
"Scream. You'll feel better if you scream …" The black-robed woman's voice was like a nightmare, with a hypnotic feeling.
The Ice Goddess tightly clenched her teeth. Finally, under the black-robed woman's faster shaking hand, the taut string in her brain seemed to snap. She opened her mouth and let out a painful scream. "Ah, ah, ah, no … don't … ah …"
The black-robed woman's eyes were shrouded in the shadow of her eyebrows, like two evil pupils in the darkness. The shaking speed of her hand was so fast that it blew away the silver-white robe on the Ice Goddess' chest.
"Pfff –" The Ice Goddess spat out a mouthful of blood. Her mind was fuzzy as she screamed in pain. "No … don't … ah, ah, ah …"
The black-robed woman looked at her coldly. Her hand trembled for a while and suddenly stopped. A charming smile appeared on her delicate face, like a tranquil lake rippling with raindrops. It spread in the air, and even the pitch-black night became a bit brighter.
"It's over …" She softly said in a low voice. Then, under the Ice Goddess' frightened gaze, the corners of her mouth curled up in a sneer. Her hand suddenly pulled outwards.
"Pfff –"
In the pitch-black night, under the illumination of the cold moonlight, the black-robed woman held a bloody heart that was as red as an apple. It was still slightly beating. Hot air and sticky blood covered the black-robed woman's snow-white palm. On this bright red heart, there was a faint yellow character that was faintly discernible.
This character was called, Seal!
… …
Light Temple, Light Peak.
The Light Peak stood in the center of the peaks, like a central hub, guiding all the surrounding peaks in a spiral shape like a sea of stars around it, like countless subjects that had surrendered.
The Light Peak was the highest above sea level. The mountain had stood for countless years, as tall as ten light years!
Countless seaweed-like dark green plants covered the craggy mountain path, and many secluded paths crisscrossed the Light Peak in a complicated manner. Birds chirped as they flew through the forest, and from the distant sky, they picked up food to feed the children in their nests.
Light shone from the sky onto the most magnificent palace-like building at the top of the mountain. The transparent metal transparent glass windows reflected a rainbow-like halo. The shadows of the trees in the distant mountains and near forests were like black scissors, densely covering the windows, giving off a cool feeling.
At the entrance of the palace that was scorching hot from the sun, on the jade floor that had been gently caressed by the passing of time and wind, stood a slender and beautiful figure. Her facial features were as exquisite as ice and snow, and her eyebrows were as thin as they were carved. Her clear and bright eyes did not contain the slightest impurity, like the most transparent and pure deep sea black pearls. Her silver-white clothes fluttered in the breeze, as if they were lifted by a spring wind that gushed out from the ground beneath her feet. She slightly raised her head, looking at the pavilion at the back of the palace with hazy and confused eyes. From that direction, there was a familiar bloodline like feeling that constantly called out to her, calling out to her …
It was like the call of a mother when she was a baby.
She stood there for a while, then as if she had made up her mind, she strode towards the entrance of the palace. Her resolute look was like she was going to go through fire and water, but in fact, she knew that with her current status, even the Lord of the Light Palace would have to give way to her, and respectfully call her "ancestor", or "Lord Messenger"!
Her pace was relatively slow, but the door that was thousands of meters away was within a few steps, and she crossed over the threshold. There were no guards outside the door, because there was an artificial intelligence life that was responsible for monitoring everything here. Once there was any abnormality, it would instantly activate the most powerful and lethal technological weapon — — the [World Extinguishing Cannon]!
However, this [World Extinguishing Cannon] had been installed for many years, but it had only been fired twice. The first time was when the [Light Palace] had just occupied this place not long ago. It had startled a monster that was sleeping underground when they were clearing out the Light Mountain Range, and encountered a world-destroying battle. At that time, the [World Extinguishing Cannon] was activated, and it was said that in that battle, the Lord of the Light Palace of that generation had fallen on the spot.
The second time it was activated was tens of millions of years ago, when the [Heavenly Dao] wanted to leave this place. The Lord of the Light Palace did everything he could to make it stay, but he could not. In the end, he activated the [World Extinguishing Cannon], but he still could not make it stay.
However, at this moment, Ye Zhu had crossed over the threshold, and was safe and sound, without the slightest abnormality. Originally, with her original identity as a member of the outer sect, she would definitely be blasted to pieces if she entered this place without permission.
The fragrance of flowers drifted to the tip of her nose, with a faint smell of Tilan perfume. The light shone on the pure white palace, and in front of her was a long passageway. On both sides of the passageway, there was an oval arch every ten meters.
Ye Zhu quietly walked inside. There was no one around, as if the people of the [Light Palace] had disappeared. There was not even a basic servant or mechanical worker, and there was a kind of eerie coldness.
She walked, walked.
Ye Zhu came to the end of the passageway, where there were several corridors. She followed the call and familiar feeling from the depths of her soul, and chose a corridor carved with dragon sandalwood. Simple and unadorned wooden pillars stood erect. This was a courtyard, and there was a small pond. The red goldfish poked its head out of the pond and spat out a bubble, and then rolled and stirred up a small ripple, before diving into the bottom of the small pond.
The light slanted into the corridor, and fell on Ye Zhu's right shoulder. She walked for a while, and came to the front of the magnificent pavilion. Looking up, the huge pavilion was like a metal tower, standing tall, and there was a rainbow light circling around it in the sunlight.
She paused for a moment, then resolutely walked in.
She pushed open the closed door of the pavilion.
The dust was like flying sand, lightly falling from the crack of the door, and drifting in the sunlight.
This pavilion looked like it had not been entered by anyone for many years, and it was built behind the [Light Palace]. It was in such an important position, and naturally was not an ordinary place. But why was it that, in such an important pavilion, there was not a single person guarding it?
Ye Zhu did not think about this. Her gaze seemed to be held by a rope, as she stared fixedly at the pavilion, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
(To be continued.
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