A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

Cultivating the Heavenly Rank technique most suitable for the Lingbing Cold Body, the power of the Frosty Rain Illusion Technique can be maximized in Luan Xinying's hands.

To imprint a source energy mark on a person, you don't even need to touch them; the moment the chilling energy touches an object...

The source energy imprint can be directly applied, and the speed at which the ice spikes lock on and attack is almost instantaneous.

This level of skill was far beyond what Chen Yue could achieve; Luan Xinying had already mastered it while still trying to understand it.

Compared to Luan Xinying, Chen Yue's desperate situation clearly needs further refinement.

The scene shifts to the illusory world of the Cold Rain Ice Illusion Technique, where Luan Xinying is no longer located on that iceberg.

She was facing an endless expanse of glaciers.

A cold wind howled, and icy rain lashed against my face.

Luan Xinying walked slowly on the ground, leaving heavy footprints in the distance.

Dozens of ice spikes solidified behind her, hovering in mid-air and slowly moving with Luan Xinying's steps.

A pale blue light flickered faintly on her chest. Ling Binghan absorbed the cold air, and Luan Xinying activated her source power to transform it.

Walking slowly along this boundless glacier, Luan Xinying did not feel the slightest bit of cold.

This slight chill was negligible compared to the chill she had endured for over a decade.

As for why she kept walking forward, it was because of a cold female voice that suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Spirit Ice Body, I'll be waiting for you at the edge of the glacier. You must come, you must come, you must come..."

These words echoed incessantly in Luan Xinying's mind, as if they possessed some kind of special magic.

Luan Xinying tried her best to control her thoughts, persuading herself not to believe this strange statement.

Unfortunately, I couldn't control it at all; my hands and feet wouldn't obey my commands, and I slowly walked forward.

Not knowing the direction or the destination, all they knew was to keep moving forward.

Even she herself couldn't remember exactly how long she had been walking.

It seems to keep moving forward, never stopping for a single step.

But why is the glacier ahead still endless? Can she really reach the end?

Even if we reach the end, so what? Where did that cold, ethereal female voice come from?

Who is the owner of this voice? Does it exist in the illusory world of the Cold Rain Ice Illusion Technique?

During the walk, Luan Xinying thought about many things.

All Chen Yue told her was about that iceberg.

According to Chen Yue, after shattering the iceberg, they would be able to leave the virtual world smoothly.

The situation took an uncontrollable turn; the iceberg shattered but did not reform, and Luan Xinying did not escape the illusory world.

It seemed that everything was heading in an unexpected direction as soon as that ethereal, cold female voice rang out.

Luan Xinying couldn't get out and was trapped in this place.

We continued forward, searching for the woman at the end of the glacier.

“There…when did someone appear there?!” Luan Xinying was startled, and her already slow steps slowed down even further.

Upon closer inspection, it really was a human figure.

It has no human appearance, no human skin, only the shape of a human.

The aura emanating from Luan Xinying was detected by a figure in the distance.

Slowly turning around, it revealed a smooth, deathly pale face, devoid of any features.

“This…” Luan Xinying stopped in her tracks, not daring to take another step forward.

Completely enveloped in the fear of the unknown, anyone would be afraid of such an inhuman and ghostly being.

Moreover, it's unknown whether he's good or evil, or whether he'll do something to hurt her.

"Spirit Ice Cold Body, you've arrived..."

The figure appeared in front of Luan Xinying in an instant, moving so fast that it seemed to appear out of thin air.

By the time Luan Xinying realized what was happening, it was already too late.

Faced with this strange and unknown figure, Luan Xinying's heart pounded, and she was so terrified that she didn't dare to breathe.

"It's...it's the voice in my head just now."

"Was it her I was meant to see when I walked to the end of the glacier?"

Luan Xinying looked the figure up and down, then quickly looked away, not daring to look any longer.

"It's truly rare for someone with the Lingbing Cold Physique to have walked in alive. I can't even remember the last time I've seen one..."

“A while ago, a young man broke in. He was quite talented and quickly shattered the iceberg.”

"Unfortunately, he possessed the Primordial Sacred Body, so I gave him a way out."

"I waited day after day, and finally today I've met you."

The figure spoke with a tone filled with endless regret, giving one an indescribable sense of sorrow.

No one knows who she is, and no one knows how long she has been waiting.

The figure's pale face showed no emotion whatsoever.

In other words, what can you tell from a face without features?

Luan Xinying mustered her courage and asked the figure, "Who are you, and why are you here?"

These two simple questions left her speechless.

Luan Xinying's first sentence made her fall into deep thought.

"Who am I...who is me, and who am I...and what is my name?"

"It's been too long, I can't remember."

“But in the past, people seemed to call me… the Saint of Spirit Ice.”

"Why am I here... It seems I'm waiting for someone destined to be with me, someone with the same constitution as me."

The figure thought and thought, but in the end, he could only remember that one title, and he had even completely forgotten his real name.

"The Saint of Spirit Ice?!"

Luan Xinying had never heard of this name before, but she still looked at the pale figure in front of her with a shocked expression.

The word "saint" refers to a powerful expert in the Saint Realm, doesn't it?

In this Tianyuan Continent, the existence of Saint Realm Origin Masters is already extremely rare.

Each and every one of them is a great figure of their time, standing at the pinnacle of the continent.

The fact that she could call herself a saint indicates that she was a powerful saint in her lifetime.

Her current state is more like that of a soul covered in ice and snow, alone in this illusory world.

Judging from the way she addressed people, she has the same constitution as Luan Xinying, namely the Lingbing Cold Body.

"You're reluctant to let me out, instead making me come to you."

"So, I am the destined person you have been looking for?"

Upon learning the identity of the person before her, Luan Xinying felt much more relaxed.

A powerful Saint Realm expert was standing before her. If he harbored ill intentions towards her, she would have no chance to resist. She was merely a Dao Enlightenment Realm cultivator.

Hearing Luan Xinying's words, Saint Lingbing nodded calmly, "That's right."

"Although your cultivation level is still low, you are the first person with the Spirit Ice Cold Body that I have encountered in countless days."

"I have something to leave you, and I hope you won't refuse it."

Luan Xinying waited quietly with a serious expression for the Holy Spirit Ice to produce the item she had mentioned.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the Holy Spirit of Ice caused a sudden gust of wind to rise and howl. The glacier beneath his feet began to shake violently and started to collapse from a distance.

The illusory world of the Cold Rain Ice Illusion Technique seems to be on the verge of collapse.