After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

The transparent outline of the snow-capped mountain, like a tent, enveloped Zhou Yi.

At this point, Zhou Yi was no longer recognizable as a human.

It looked like just an upright icicle.

Extremely cold.

People who glanced at it felt a chill run down their spines.

It was as if she was afraid her gaze would be frozen.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Ji Yu's face was ashen.

A silver needle, as thin as a hair, fell to the ground through his fingers.

The sound, so faint as to be almost inaudible, resonated like a great bell, shaking the ears of all the cultivators.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, for it was Si Huangsun Mo.

Sudden.

"Crack!"

Snow-white icicles.

It made a barely audible, soft sound.

Just as winter has passed and spring is approaching.

Beneath the iceberg, the first faint sound of ice cracking was heard.

How can it be?

Under the extreme cold of the Snow Mountain Goddess, her magical power was frozen, leaving her with no possibility of counterattack.

"Click, click..."

"boom!"

Amidst the incredulous and shocked gazes of the crowd.

The icicle that Zhou Yi had frozen into exploded instantly with spiderweb-like cracks.

Then.

With a deafening roar, it exploded into flying debris.

A crimson dragon spiraled and soared up from the ice and snow.

The Crimson Dragon is as red as fire, with its scales ablaze with fiery dragon flames.

Fight back!

The Crown Prince has launched a counterattack!

How can this be?

The assembled fortune tellers could not believe what they were seeing.

How could one possibly wield magical power to fight back when suppressed by "Snow Peak Ice"?

however.

An even sharper counterattack unfolded amidst a chorus of incredulous gazes.

The Snow Mountain Goddess's face contorted in a ferocious expression, her deathly pale hands moving in rapid succession.

The transparent ice cover, as white as a snow mountain, trembled slightly, and an even more surging, extreme cold swept towards the red dragon.

"Yin——"

The red dragon raised its head and let out a roar that shook the universe.

The dragon's body, which was as thick as a calf, suddenly grew longer, thicker, and longer...

"boom!"

The snow-capped mountain ice sheet was ripped apart by the enormous dragon's body, shattering into countless transparent fragments.

A winding, giant dragon, as thick as a mountain gate, and hundreds of feet long.

A gigantic dragon body spirals and extends into the air.

A dragon head, about the size of a pavilion, extends towards the ground.

Longan, with eyes gleaming like torches, looked down upon the crowd in the square.

Like an ancient mythical beast, it surveys a group of ants.

Transform into a dragon!

Shocked!

As semi-immortals, most of the sect leaders were not experiencing the royal family's dragon transformation technique for the first time.

however.

this moment.

The profound shock still resonates deep within everyone's hearts!

The Snow Mountain Goddess was blasted away and fell onto the cold ground.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, a hint of madness appearing on her face.

With his deathly pale hands waving repeatedly, the shattered snow-capped mountain ice sheet flew up piece by piece and quickly restored itself.

Suddenly, the pressure above the square increased dramatically.

The astonishing dragon head suddenly opened its mouth.

Dragon Breath!

A divine dragon's fire descended from the sky.

The scorching dragon flames spread across the sky and earth, burning everything in their path.

The newly restored snow-capped mountain ice cover vanished in an instant.

The divine dragon's flames did not stop there.

Instead, it transformed into a fire dragon and pounced on the Snow Mountain Goddess.

"what--"

The Snow Mountain Goddess let out a shrill scream and rolled desperately on the ground.

One after another, ice and snow spells struck him.

After a while.

The flames on her body slowly died down.

The Snow Mountain Nun was in a sorry state; her Taoist robe was charred and riddled with holes.

His thick eyebrows were burned off completely.

lost.

She was utterly defeated.

They made the first move and played all their cards, yet they were defeated so thoroughly.

The devastating blow was something the Snow Mountain Goddess couldn't accept for a while.

She stood there, stunned, her mind blank.

It's as if he has transformed into a sculpture.

The square was eerily quiet.

Everyone stood there, dumbfounded.

The scene before them was something they had never dared to imagine.

The world's most top-tier, veteran celestial being was actually defeated by a young member of the royal family.

Even if the other party was also at the Celestial Realm, this shouldn't have been the outcome.

"Gudong!"

A sound of swallowing saliva pulled everyone back to reality from their daze.

The sect leaders looked at each other in bewilderment.

A hint of sympathy flickered in her gaze as she looked at the Snow Mountain Nun.

The strong-willed nun was utterly defeated by a young upstart.

She could only live in his shadow for the rest of her life.

Perhaps, she will follow in the footsteps of Yang Lie of the Vajra Sect.

—The Dao heart is shattered.

"call!"

A hundred iron-clad guards, spears pointed to the sky, raised their arms and shouted again.

The murderous aura was terrifying, no longer as tragic as before.

More than anything, it was joy and exhilaration...

It is the heroic spirit of breaking through thousands of obstacles to finally see the moon!

"Won!"

Si Xuan clenched his fists and murmured softly.

Although he unconditionally trusted Zhou Yi.

Before the outcome became clear, he still couldn't imagine the scene of the Snow Mountain Goddess being defeated.

In retrospect, it's nothing special.

It's no different from defeating other opponents.

Hu Die loosened her clenched fists and her beautiful lips curved upwards into a smile.

Your Highness, of course you will win.

As Ji Yu picked up the silver needle from the ground, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

original.

Even if he were to shield His Highness from a sword with his own body, he would not be qualified.

Wu Zhidao and his son exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with shock.

Perhaps, the Qingyun Sect could have remained intact.

The two looked at the figure in the black python robe and were once again lost in thought.

What incredible, mysterious power is hidden within that warm, jade-like body?

The Grandson of the Emperor creates one surprise after another for them.

The Medicine King was shocked and withdrew the hand that was clutching the poison pill from his sleeve.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a sense of disorientation.

Easily defeated Snow Mountain Goddess, the third strongest in the Martial Arts Alliance.

This grandson of the emperor should perhaps not be the one he protects.

Rather, it was someone he needed to look up to.

……

The hem of his black robe fluttered even without wind as Zhou Yi strode forward.

"You...you stop right there!"

"What...are you going to do?"

The Snow Mountain Goddess was pale and took two steps back on the bluestone ground.

His voice trembled slightly.

At this moment, she had lost all trace of her ethereal grace.

She seemed to be just an elderly village woman.

Li Yunxiao, the leader of the Divine Sword Sect, stood with his hands behind his back.

A crystal-clear magic sword quietly materialized in his palm.

When an ally is seriously injured, shouldn't we unite as one and teach the other a lesson?

however.

One glance reveals the timid and hesitant demeanor of the sect leaders.

He shook his head helplessly, and then sheathed his magic sword.

The Snow Mountain Goddess is far more powerful than him.

If everyone doesn't work together, relying on his own strength is tantamount to courting death.

The Snow Mountain Nun's face turned ashen, and she threatened him bitterly:

"If anyone dares to kill this humble nun, the Snow Mountain Sect will surely wage war against the Great Qian!"

Yes, the Snow Mountain Sect is not to be trifled with.

Located in the far north of the Great Snow Mountain, the sect is entirely composed of female cultivators.

Gentle and charming are not part of their nature; they are all ruthless and ruthless women.

The slightest dissatisfaction will lead to armed conflict.

It can definitely be called the most powerful and unreasonable sect.

If their sect leader is killed, they might actually storm the imperial city.

Zhou Yi remained unmoved.

They walked to within ten feet of the Snow Mountain Goddess before stopping.

He raised his fair palm and made a hand seal.

Suddenly.

The Snow Mountain Goddess was imprisoned on the spot, unable to move.

"What...what are you going to do?"

The Snow Mountain Nun looked tense, trying to tighten her torn collar.

Unfortunately, he couldn't move his body at all.

Yes, what is the Grandson Si planning to do?

Public.

In full view.