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Everyone froze as the chaotic battle at the mouth of the ice cavern above them turned dire. Zhou Zhiqin drove his longsword into the ice wall with one hand while using the other to steady the swaying Dongfang Xiao. Hu Tianwei, fighting two White Fur Hous alone, struggled to hold his ground, barely fending them off. From below, Mu Qingyan couldn't bear to watch any longer. "Don't fight them mid-air! Get to the ground first!" Hu Tianwei and Zhou Zhiqin understood at once. No matter how formidable the White Fur Hous were, they remained four legged beasts of flesh and blood. Surrounded by several top tier fighters of the Martial World, they wouldn't necessarily hold the advantage. But the current situation was different. The White Fur Hous' padded paws and sharp claws let them move effortlessly along the icy walls, while the humans found themselves at a disadvantage. Zhou Zhiqin twisted his right hand, pulling his sword slightly out of the ice wall, then chan...

Hearing the girl's startled cry, Mu Qingyan let go of Qian Xueshen without a second thought, tossing him aside while they were still two or three zhang above the ground. His left foot tapped the ice wall once, light as a breath, and his long sleeves snapped out behind him like flowing clouds, like the wings of a bat unfurling. In an instant he closed the distance to Cai Zhao and folded her into his arms. Her teeth chattered, faint and quick, but she fought to hold herself steady. By the time everyone had landed, they turned to take stock of where they'd fallen. They stood inside a massive ice cavern. The floor spread out in a rough circle, fifty or sixty zhang across, pitted with openings that centuries of glacial movement had carved into the stone and ice. Far above them, nearly seventy or eighty zhang up, was the layer they had broken through. From down here, the fracture that had swallowed them looked no wider than the mouth of a well. The whole cavern curved around them l...

Of all the emotions that had greeted Changling when she first arrived, contempt had been chief among them. After she and Taoist Xu traded strikes, that contempt curdled into something harder and colder: open hostility. Only Ye Qi seemed unbothered. He blinked once, recovered from his surprise, and smiled at her with unhurried warmth. "Yes." A single word of agreement, and the room went rigid. Even Yu Ping found himself quietly worried on Ye Qi's behalf. This girl had just dismantled Taoist Xu without breaking a sweat. If she really wanted to arrange some private conversation between them, what was to stop her from swallowing the prince whole? No one moved. No one spoke. Changling crossed the floor toward Ye Qi, step by measured step. Then, without warning, the light dropped out of her vision, her legs dissolved beneath her, and she pitched forward into darkness. She landed squarely in his arms. Ye Qi stared at the ceiling for a moment. "What happened to her?...

Yu Ping hurled his scabbard to the ground and closed the distance fast. "Stop stalling with your plots and tricks, demon girl. Hand over the antidote and tell us where your master is being held. Push us further and you'll regret it." Changling's gaze dropped to the eagle-iron mark on the hilt of his sword. "Who is your master?" "Your subordinate Tianpo put him down. And you have the nerve to ask —" Yu Ping caught himself mid-sentence, his hand flying toward his blade. Ye Qi's palm settled quietly over the hilt and held it there. "Master Chi has profound cultivation. He won't fall so easily." "Your late master?" Changling said. "You mean Chizishan." Yu Ping went still. "What have you done to him?" Changling said nothing for a moment. It was actually him. More than ten years ago she had helped Feiyingmen settle a blood debt. The sect leader then was Kong Buwu, and trailing behind Kong Buwu every ...