Their king, even a mere breath could turn them into ice shards. Even by just sitting still, those people couldn’t get close.
Perhaps from the very start, this king viewed those people as nothing more than dust.
"But I am very disappointed."
The white-robed girl gazed into the void with a look of helplessness in her eyes, "Ruoli has lived so long, yet she has made no progress in Martial Arts. Hundreds of years of accumulation, yet she is bullied by a child who has been in the First Grade for only over thirty years. Where has these hundreds of years gone?"
Upon hearing this, everyone turned pale, bowing their heads in submission, not daring to speak.
Wen Zhiyi was speaking about none other than ’Ice City Extreme Sword’ Zhangsun Ruoli.
——She is not only their ’king’, the most cherished elder daughter of Wen Zhiyi, but also a top expert who has dominated the ocean for hundreds of years, making countless ocean tribes tremble in fear!
And among them, perhaps only one or two may step into the First Grade in the future.
Therefore, they dared not respond, nor even listen.
The white-robed girl then raised her hand and with a gentle sweep, a metallic feather floated out of her sleeve.
Subsequently, the feather abruptly transformed, rapidly ’growing’, and turned into pieces of silvery-white armor covering her body.
Finally, even the white-robed girl’s face was covered by an ugly mask.
The shape of this mask was similar to the Xuanming sculpture inside the Xuanming Hall.
A pair of silvery-white wings grew from her back.
The people present were taken aback by this sight.
Among them, an elderly man with white hair, looked anxious: "King, you must not take action! Your current state— You have just awoken, your body has not fully recovered. Princess’s power is sufficient to handle Su Fengdao, I reckon this woman will not dare to kill here on Wuzhong Ocean."
The white-robed girl paid no attention.
Once the silvery-white war armor completely covered her body, she turned into a streak of white light and rushed towards the battlefield.
With a casual wave, she separated the two who were fiercely fighting.
The extreme freezing power remarkably sealed Su Fengdao’s Annihilation Blade.
The silver-armored girl then appeared before Zhangsun Ruoli: "Step back for me!"
She used a commanding tone, allowing no disobedience. At the same time, she reached out and forcibly seized Zhangsun Ruoli’s ’Divine Chi Sword’.
When the Divine Chi Sword clashed again with the Execution God Sword amid the chaotic void, a thin layer of ice formed over Su Fengdao’s sword that had been struck by the sword maneuver.
Su Fengdao immediately shattered the thin ice, raising her head with a grave expression to meet the eyes of the silver-armored girl.
The woman before her should be none other than Wen Zhiyi, who stood against Blood Vengeance Blade Lord over eight hundred years ago!
Such strength worthy of admiration!
Both were in the First Grade Upper cultivation realm, yet the gap was like an abyss, even greater than that between Second Grade and First Grade Upper.
However, Su Fengdao’s fighting spirit did not extinguish because of this, but instead burned even more fiercely like a flame.
Chu Xisheng had no idea that outside the Chaos Hall, two of the top First Grade Experts of the era were about to clash.
He was flying with Ye Zhiqiu towards the Vengeance Hall.
Soon he saw a group of people.
Luckily, this group was not court hawks, but unfortunately, these people were all clad in the distinct silvery-white war armor.
They were clearly from Extreme East Ice City, and their cultivation levels were not weak, with at least two exhibiting extremely powerful Qi-Blood, both at least possessing Third Grade cultivation.
Chu Xisheng frowned deeply, thinking this was akin to escaping from a wolf at the front door only to face a tiger at the back.
Immediately, he took the pine branch in his hand, his eyes wary as he looked at the group.
The silver-armored individuals also returned the unfriendly gaze, but when they saw the pine branch in Chu Xisheng’s hand, their eyes grew serious, revealing a look of gravity.
However, one youth among them revealed a hint of a smile: "So you are the nineteenth on the Divine Continent Qingyun General List, the so-called Infinite Blade Lord?"
The youth appeared to be around sixteen years old.
Clad in silver armor, his skin was as fair as snow, with a straight nose and rosy lips, his features sharp as if carved by a knife, handsome and distinguished, with a pair of piercing black eyes seeming to see through past and present lives.
Yet at that moment, the youth’s eyes carried a hint of disdain.
Chu Xisheng heard the antagonism in the other’s tone and glanced over with a sidelong look.
His gaze was initially as sharp as a knife, but he soon noticed that the youth’s appearance bore a slight resemblance to that of the white-robed girl.