I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Ice King, the most dazzling being among all the Spirit Race.

It appears to be carved from the celestial ice, with every inch of its texture seemingly containing the purest spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and faint light flowing within, like stars twinkling in the air.

Leading his army, high above the heavens, ignoring the frost and cold air, he was incomparably domineering.

With a flick of his finger, a chill enveloped the Great Luo Palace.

In an instant, the Daluo Palace was frozen solid, trapped in the indestructible ice, and plummeted straight down, crashing into the snow-capped mountain.

Not far away, the quasi-kings who had participated in the encirclement and suppression but then abandoned it seemed to awaken from a dream.

The Ice Spirit Clan issued a kill order, not expecting them to succeed, but rather to hold back Shen Ming and buy them time to arrive.

"Now there's no chance for us to have a chance."

Faced with such an army, the king and his men could not think of any way to deal with it.

Shen Ming's expression was grim; this was an unprecedentedly difficult situation.

He vaguely knew that the Great Teleportation Charm and the Eternal Exile would be useless.

The Ice King seemed to be waiting for him to do that, and then ruthlessly attacked, mocking and ridiculing him.

"Lord Dragon Lord, I will fight my way out for you. Go."

The black dragon raised its head, looking at the Spirit Clan army standing atop the clouds, its dragon scales interwoven with blood red.

He was going to rush forward and self-destruct, hoping to buy Lord Dragon a chance to survive.

As long as Lord Dragon Lord is alive, he believes there is hope for his resurrection in the future.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ming quickly cast a teleportation talisman, which engulfed the black dragon and teleported it out of the snow mountain.

"Whether you go to the Yellow Springs or the Azure Heaven, there is no place for you to hide."

What King Binglan wanted to see was Shen Ming escape and then be caught again, so that anyone would feel despair.

"Without further ado."

Shen Ming raised his Golden Flame Primordial Spirit, and after possessing the Limitless Sword Heart, a perfectly formed sharp sword appeared in the right hand of his Primordial Spirit.

"You still dare to draw your sword?!"

People in the distance could hardly imagine what Shen Ming's state of mind was; they could feel the despair even from afar.

"Out of control."

King Binglan raised his right arm and waved it gently.

One of the young men snorted and tossed a long spear of ice.

The difference between a King and a Quasi-King was immediately apparent; a Quasi-King is ultimately not a King.

The spear fell, carrying with it a chilling frost that resembled a towering mountain, shrouding the sky.

Between life and death, eternity hangs in the balance.

It directly triggered Shen Ming's Eternal Dao Heart, slowing down the trajectory of all things in heaven and earth.

However, even in this state, the spear was still as fast as lightning.

Jin Yan Yuan Shen subconsciously raised his sword to meet the attack, and then heard the earth-shattering shockwave.

Shen Ming plummeted to the ground, smashing a mountain peak in half and sinking into the ruins.

He didn't give up; he kept going.

The icy spear continued to unleash its power, and the surface of the Golden Flame Primordial Spirit no longer rippled, but instead developed a crack.

Shen Ming roared, golden flames surged, and he stood tall and proud.

What exactly is he insisting on?

People looked at each other in disbelief. This was just a casual strike from the eight minor kings, not to mention the Ice King.

There's no hope. Shouldn't they be fleeing in defeat or begging for mercy?

For some reason, the mocking words that were about to come out were swallowed back. The will and determination emanating from the young man were a source of pride unique to the human race.

I'd rather die than kneel!

The human cultivator suddenly understood what the boy was insisting on.

King Binglan snorted coldly, somewhat displeased.

Immediately, another young man, Xiao Wang, made his move and threw out a second icy spear.

Willpower has its limits. The Golden Flame Primordial Spirit exploded, and Shen Ming was covered in blood, which stained the snow mountain red with golden light.

Shen Ming realized that this kind of pain was exactly what he had been seeking throughout his cultivation, and he burst into laughter.

Laughter echoed through the snow-capped mountains amidst the biting wind.

"It's a pity. If this child had grown up, he would have been a source of pride for our human race," a human cultivator sighed.

The hot blood was still flowing, forming streaks in the white snow.

Deep in the snow-capped mountains, the mysterious and eerie spider lily swayed wildly, appearing extremely furious.

Who dares to kill my Creator!

……

King Binglan was displeased; Shen Ming's behavior was not what he had expected.

Another young Wang is about to make his move and completely eliminate Shen Ming.

"Grit cools over time."

King Binglan had a good idea. He looked at Shen Ming and decided to freeze him, keeping him alive while turning him into an ice sculpture to be displayed in their territory.

One year, ten years, a hundred years from now, this impassioned demeanor will make everyone laugh.

Just then, from deep within the snow-capped mountains, a blinding red light shot into the sky, creating enormous waves.

"A demigod medicine?!"

Sensing the aura emanating from him, King Binglan couldn't help but be moved; the pain of losing his son was somewhat lessened at this moment.

"kill him!"

King Binglan gave a word of advice and headed straight for the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

Just as they were about to take action, they saw a red light soar into the sky, leaving a dazzling trail as it headed this way.

Before anyone could react, the red light disappeared into the frozen Great Luo Palace.

"That's a spider lily?! Strange, shouldn't this flower grow deep within divine swamps or beside dark springs? How could it appear in a snow-capped mountain?!"

All things in the universe follow certain laws. For example, there are no forests in the desert, and how do red spider lilies grow on snow-capped mountains?

Strange as it may be, everyone moved quickly.

"Get out!"

With a roar, King Binglan dismissed everyone. He was now the absolute king of this snow-capped mountain.

The Great Luo Palace was sealed by him, so it was practically his for the taking.

"Yu'er, it's good that you died!" King Binglan even sighed in his heart, otherwise, he wouldn't have come here.

I just don't know why the spider lily needs to enter the Great Luo Palace.

Each elixir of immortality will develop its own consciousness, and when it matures, it will soar into the sky to avoid becoming the possession of others.

The same applies to semi-immortal medicine and immortal medicine; once formed, they are comparable to a walking emperor!

Inside the Daluo Palace, the other shore flower arrives at the bamboo hut and finds the dazed Li Miaozhen.

Is this the destiny chosen by the Creator?

In the darkness, the red spider lily could sense its mission; it was born for the person before it.

The red spider lily is as red as blood, with strange light flowing on its petals, as if it were formed from the most brilliant colors in the universe, and every texture contains an ancient and mysterious power.

Li Miaozhen possessed unparalleled beauty, a graceful figure, and skin as white as snow.

At this moment, her eyes were like clear lake water, revealing purity and innocence.

Her long, black hair cascaded down her back and swayed gently in the breeze.

The red spider lily made its decision, its petals trembling slightly.

It drew closer, its light wrapping around Li Miaozhen's body like threads, beginning to merge with her.

First, a soft halo enveloped Li Miaozhen's entire body, and her body trembled slightly, as if she were enduring some kind of enormous impact.

Immediately afterwards, a lifelike mark of a spider lily appeared between her eyebrows, its red color like a burning flame, vivid and inviting.

With the appearance of the mark, Li Miaozhen's temperament began to change.

From its original pure and innocent state, a mysterious and noble aura gradually emerged.

Her eyes became deep, as if they held endless secrets.

The curse of the Avici Hell is lifted under the profound power of the Red Spider Lily.

The fog that had been shrouding her mind dissipated, and Li Miaozhen's eyes gradually brightened.

She remembered!