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

Blackwood Cliff.

Wuji Palace.

On the high platform, Ji Yu, dressed in a bright red robe, sat regally on the throne of the alliance leader.

offstage.

Thirty-four chairs were arranged on the left and right sides, where the leaders of various sects took their seats.

His handsome face, surpassing even Diao Chan's, turned slightly cold; Ji Yu's expression was slightly angry, his voice revealing helplessness:

"Distinguished sect leaders, how exactly is the mountain-protecting formation controlled?"

"..."

The sect leaders closed their eyes slightly.

Looking into the nose, and then into the heart, is like entering a meditative state.

A mere Golden Core cultivator dares to dream of leading the cultivation world.

Where do these celestial beings and demigods put their faces?

"We don't know, only Zhu Anshi knows."

One of the sect leaders, perhaps reluctantly, offered a reply, attempting to salvage the reputation of the new alliance leader.

After all, Ji Yu represents the Grandson of the Emperor.

It's best not to offend that god of death.

Ji Yu looked anxious and helpless.

Now that he's taken over the Immortal Alliance, he should at least have control over the mountain-protecting formation.

however.

He had been questioning them for over an hour, and all the sect leaders insisted on their version of events.

Previously, the alliance leader Zhu Anshi himself controlled the formation, and they did not know how to operate it.

"Sect Leader Yang of the Vajra Sect, you explain!" Ji Yu decided to take them down one by one.

He directly named Yang Xing, who had already been terrified by Zhou Yi.

Yang Xing lowered his head, his face full of worry.

He had personally killed Shen Canghai, the sect leader of Tianyi Sect, and was now worried about how to deal with the sect's revenge.

Being suddenly called out by the leader of the alliance sent a shiver down his spine.

As soon as he looked up, the sharp gazes of the sect leaders shot over him, carrying a strong warning.

"Alliance Leader Ji, I truly do not know!" he replied, forcing himself to speak.

The sect leaders withdrew their gazes and closed their eyes again.

An awkward silence returned to the main hall.

No one spoke, and Ji Yu could only sigh helplessly.

Actually.

The sect leaders were already chatting happily among themselves using the secret technique of transmitting their voices.

Throughout the entire hall, only Ji Yu was unable to hear it.

"Fellow Daoists, the Imperial Martial Arts Examination is just around the corner. What are your plans?"

Li Yunxiao, the leader of the Divine Sword Sect, started the conversation.

Qin Yan, the leader of the Blazing Fire Sect, Huang Li, the sect leader of the Five Elements Sect, Yang Xing, the leader of the Vajra Sect, and others all joined the conversation.

"What other plans could there be? My disciples have already set off for the capital."

"The imperial city is shrouded in a death fog, yet we disciples are forced to risk our lives to participate in the martial arts examination?"

"What else can we do? Is your head made of iron, even harder than the Snow Mountain Goddess?"

"Hum..."

"Anyway, we disciples of the Blazing Fire Sect live in a town outside the imperial city. We'll see how things go."

"If none of us participate, can the Crown Prince really wipe out all the sects?"

"This is so true!"

"If we join forces and bring out our reclusive ancestor, we still can't defeat him?"

"Everyone, why rush things?" The sect leader of the Wentian Sect, Xiaoyaozi, spoke, and the hall immediately fell silent.

Everyone's slightly closed eyes turned to the sect leader of the number one sect.

Even Ji Yu felt that the other party must be chatting in private.

Unfortunately, his cultivation level was too low to hear it.

"The Crown Prince Si declared that the Snow Mountain Sect does not support the martial arts examination and that he intends to destroy the Snow Mountain Sect."

Xiaoyaozi said, "Let's just watch how he destroys the Snow Mountain Sect."

The sect leaders all nodded excitedly:

“Brother Xiaoyao is absolutely right. The three patriarchs of the Snow Mountain Sect who are in seclusion are all at the peak of the Celestial Realm.”

"That's right! If the three of them join forces and activate the sect's protective formation, they can fight against a terrestrial immortal!"

"I refuse to believe that the Imperial Grandson Si possesses the abilities of a terrestrial immortal!"

"I've received word that the kid has started climbing the snowy mountain. Let's see how he gets thwarted."

"The Grandson of the Emperor is doomed to defeat!"

"Once he returns defeated, let's see how he bosses around the various sects!"

"Let's wait for news."

"Wait."

……

"Fellow Daoist Wu of Qingyun Sect, you wouldn't tell the Imperial Grandson Si about our casual conversation, would you?"

"..." Wu Zhidao broke out in a cold sweat.

"of course not."

……

The far north, the Great Snow Mountain.

Ice Palace.

Master Bingxue, as the new head of the Snow Mountain Sect, led her female disciples in a procession to welcome her at the palace gate.

Liu San Niang knelt in the very center.

Wearing python-print leather boots, I stepped onto the last step.

Led by Abbess Bingxue, all the disciples clasped their hands together and said, "Greetings, Your Highness Prince Yi!"

Zhou Yi remained silent and walked straight ahead.

Master Bingxue turned around and gestured for Your Highness to come inside for a cup of hot tea, saying, "The mountain is high and cold, please come in for a cup of hot tea."

"No need."

Zhou Yi said coldly, "I am not here as a guest."

After this matter is settled, I must go and meet the Underworld Emperor.

He didn't want to waste too much time.

Lan Xinling thought to herself, "I'm so annoyed."

The purest things are easily stained, and the strongest things are easily broken.

This prince is too headstrong; he'll suffer a great loss sooner or later.

In terms of strength, the Snow Mountain Sect is still superior to the Medicine King Valley.

Many emperors of the Great Qian Dynasty visited Medicine King Valley, and they were all humble, polite, and courteous.

If the patriarch of Medicine King Valley, who is in seclusion, were to activate the valley's protective formation again, it would be enough to shake even a terrestrial immortal.

The Snow Mountain Sect is three times stronger than the Medicine King Valley.

Zhou Yi is very strong; he can defeat a half-step terrestrial immortal.

Outside the other side's gate, they can act arrogantly and recklessly.

However, entering someone else's protective formation is like being trapped in a jar.

Even legendary terrestrial immortals wouldn't dare to be as presumptuous as him.

As I said before, we were inside someone else's formation.

Tigers must lie down, dragons must coil up.

Lan Xinling stepped forward, about to invoke the name of Medicine King Valley and say a few words to ease the atmosphere.

But Apple pulled it back.

Lan Xinling shook her head.

It's crazy.

The master was as hard as a lump of iron, yet the attendant was just as arrogant.

Obviously.

Master Bingxue showed little fear. She pointed at Liu Sanniang and said calmly:

“My disciple’s withdrawal from the martial arts examination midway was indeed inappropriate, but it doesn’t warrant death, does it?”

"Heh." Zhou Yi sneered.

Si Xuan drew the Dragon Sparrow Sword from his back and said:

“We came to destroy the Snow Mountain Sect, yet you still want to protect Liu San Niang’s life.”

Dissatisfied, a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect shouted from the back of the crowd:

"Just because she withdrew from martial arts, they want to kill Senior Sister Liu? Why is the imperial court so domineering?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Liu doesn't deserve to die!"

……

The Snow Mountain disciples standing in the front row dared not utter a sound, while those hiding in the back row angrily accused them.

Even now, they still believe it.

Zhou Yi kept saying he wanted to destroy the Snow Mountain Sect, but it was just a means of exerting pressure.

The goal was to force the Snow Mountain Sect to hand over Liu San Niang.

As for destroying the Snow Mountain Sect...

How can it be?

Even the Great Qian Dynasty didn't have the guts to do this, let alone a grandson of the emperor.

"If there is an unavoidable reason for withdrawing from the military examination, the court will naturally not punish the person."

Hu Die stepped forward and said, "However, Liu San Niang and the Snow Mountain Sect incited various sects to withdraw from the martial arts examination, which is an act against the imperial court, and their crime deserves to be punished!"

"Moreover, she, along with many of you, harbors evil within her and are traitors to the Mahayana sect."

"Traitors and rebels must be eliminated by the imperial court!"

The members of the Snow Mountain Sect looked at each other in bewilderment.

They had heard that many people within the sect had joined the Mahayana sect.

Moreover, under the leadership of Zhu Anshi, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Mahayana Buddhism has already raised its banner in many places and openly launched uprisings and rebellions.

Hu Die raised her slender hand and drew a deep, thick line in the snow in front of her feet, saying:

"Those with clean records and who are willing to submit to the court, stand behind me."

Her cultivation method is extremely yin and evil; she can see clearly who harbors evil within them without even using her internal energy.

After a fierce internal struggle.

Several thousand nuns walked up behind Zhou Yi and the others.

Tens of thousands of Snow Mountain disciples, united in their hatred of the enemy, stood behind Liu San Niang.

Zhou Yi nodded slightly.

Si Xuan stepped forward:

"Stubborn fool, die!"

With his Grandmaster cultivation activated, the Dragon Sparrow Blade slashed towards Liu San Niang.

The hundred-foot-long blade of light shone like stars in the Milky Way, resembling a long rainbow.

With the force of splitting the heavens and earth, it struck down with overwhelming force.

"Boom!"

A slight ripple appeared in the space.

The Dragon Sparrow Blade was frozen in mid-air.

Si Xuan remained motionless as he chopped down, as if frozen in place.

Even the blade's edge, which had been unleashed, froze in mid-air.