After conquering the Empress, I proved my Dao with the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace!

Qin Chuan recalled the way Han Li looked at the bridge slaves when he first saw him.

In those eyes, there was searching, there was melancholy.

He seems to have been searching for the woman in his life.

The woman named Shimizu was his wife.

In this solitary search, three thousand years have passed…

As Han Li's voice echoed, he suddenly raised his right hand, his eyes revealing a gleam like the blazing sun.

He suddenly slashed at the mountain.

With this strike, the smell of alcohol immediately filled the air.

Qin Chuan also possesses the Nine Songs Sword Qi, but compared to Han Li personally taking action, it's like fireflies compared to the bright moon!

The aroma of alcohol spread, instantly filling the world.

Amidst the smell of alcohol, countless figures could be faintly seen.

These figures all belong to Han Li, and they are all drinking; there are at least tens of thousands of them!

In that instant, all of his tens of thousands of liters reeked of alcohol.

At the same time, amidst the stench of alcohol emanating from tens of thousands of people, a hazy scene suddenly appeared.

In that hazy scene, there was a world, a complete world.

There is sky, there is earth, there is life.

Everything felt incredibly real, as if it were his own realm.

At that moment, a sword suddenly slashed down from Han Li's hand.

In that instant, the cyan sword unleashed a torrent of sword energy.

The sword energy spread out, transforming into a blue dragon that roared and tore through the void.

It gathers all the aroma of alcohol and absorbs everything hazy within Han Li's realm.

They sped off, heading straight for the mountain and the palace.

The ripples it created were enough to annihilate all life, and the concentrated aura displayed supernatural powers beyond those of ordinary cultivators.

The speed was so fast that it was almost upon them.

But in the midst of this roaring azure dragon, seemingly about to shatter the void and destroy everything...

A cold snort suddenly rang out from the palace on the mountain.

The moment this sound appeared, the icy chill of the entire void instantly reached a terrifying level.

First, the azure dragon suddenly paused in mid-air, its body instantly turning white.

The next instant, he was transformed into an ice sculpture.

Then, in Qin Chuan's eyes, the entire void appeared as a white expanse.

This white color is frost, appearing out of thin air, a continuous layer of frost from heaven and earth.

The frost, condensed from formless to tangible, directly covered the entire void.

Looking around, there was no end in sight, and the entire void that the eye could see became the earth.

A...land of frost!

Frosty soil appeared on this land.

This frost-covered soil is not ice or snow, but a variation of soil.

It contains an ethereal aura.

The intensity of this aura surpasses that of the Immortal Land by more than ten times.

"Frost Earth Demon Emperor!!"

Qingli was speechless, her face changed color, revealing disbelief and incredulity.

The sight before her made her instantly take out the Immortal Bridge Stone and squeeze it tightly.

But upon squeezing it, her expression changed again; the teleportation via the Immortal Bridge Stone had no effect whatsoever.

At this moment, Qingli's face was extremely pale.

"The Frost Earth Demon Emperor, he couldn't possibly still be alive! Wasn't he supposed to have died in that legendary great battle?!"

Qingli's face grew paler and paler, her voice murmuring, echoing within the giant Pixiu beast.

Her voice carried further through the fog and was faintly heard by Qin Chuan, who was not far away.

At the same time, a sound emanated from within the mountain palace, and in an instant, the entire void transformed into a frosty land.

The expressions of the bridge slaves around them immediately changed from blank to ferocious.

They all looked up instantly, their eyes bloodshot, revealing a frenzied killing intent.

"Enter my realm of demon immortals, life and death are not determined by fate. With an eternal destiny, why linger on vain ties?"

A cold voice came from inside the palace, ending with what sounded like a sigh.

Immediately afterwards, all the bridge slaves around him rushed towards Han Li like madmen.

The giant Pixiu beast that Qin Chuan and Qing Li were on was also roaring.

Dozens of giant beasts of various shapes and sizes charged towards Han Li from all around.

Han Li remained silent, then gave a bitter laugh.

That smile, tinged with anguish, eventually became the only sound in the world.

"Once you enter the realm of demon immortals, you sever all ties with mortals... I refuse to believe it!"

Han Li picked up the wine jug and took a sip.

Turning around, he headed straight for the mountain peak, slashing with his sword once more.

This strike was earth-shattering.

A massive rift in the void was suddenly torn open, transforming into a sword beam.

They headed straight for the mountain peak.

But as soon as it got close, it instantly transformed from intangible to tangible, turning white.

Finally, with a bang, it collapsed and exploded, just like the azure dragon.

It was at this moment that, with a roar, millions of Qiao Nu's figures rushed straight towards Han Li.

Han Li's eyes were bloodshot. He turned around abruptly and raised his right hand, waving it forward.

A gust of wind carrying alcohol immediately howled up, blowing away the surrounding bridge slaves.

"I don't want to hurt you, I just want to take my wife with me..."

"Don't push me!"

As Han Li turned around, he struck again with his sword.

He was suspended in mid-air, his sword energy like a rainbow.

This time, he unleashed nine sword strikes in succession.

The first sword strike, its sword energy stretches a thousand feet!

The second sword strike unleashed a torrent of sword energy!

Until the ninth sword strike, boundless sword energy pierced through the entire void.

These nine sword energies instantly merged together, transforming into a cyan sword spirit that surged into the mountain peak.

As the sword spirit approached, it continuously turned white, and the sounds of banging echoed.

Within a short distance, the sword spirit gradually dimmed, and frost began to crumble on its body.

After the sword had been extinguished by eight consecutive sword energies, the last sword energy suddenly struck the palace.

A deafening roar shook the entire mountain, causing the palace to distort.

But just then, an old hand reached out from inside the hall.

With a flick of his index finger, the sword energy shattered with a bang.

Han Li spat out blood, looked up with a ferocious expression, and roared at the palace.

"Give her back to me!"

Qin Chuan was shaken and his breathing became rapid.

He stared blankly at the scenes outside.

Everything here is beyond his comprehension as a Xuanhuang cultivator.

Even Qingli was terrified at this moment, her face full of caution.

The more she learned about this place, the more terrified she felt, and her scalp tingled with fear.

"Sword Immortal Han Li, a powerful figure who has risen to prominence among the four great stars in the last few thousand years..."

And that old man… he looked exactly like the Frost Earth Demon Emperor whose portrait hung in the sect's ancestral shrine…”

The one who dispersed the sword energy was an old man, dressed in white, with an air of otherworldly grace.

He stood outside the palace, his expression indifferent, his eyes burning with a ghostly fire, and glanced at Han Li indifferently.

"I can give you a chance. If you can kill all the bridge slaves here within a hundred breaths..."

I will have your wife appear so that she may meet you.

I can assure you one thing: your wife is not among the bridge slaves outside these mountains.

Han Li stared intently at the old man, and at that moment, the bridge slaves around him came again with red eyes.

They all looked crazed, as if they wanted to devour Han Li alive.

As these bridge slaves approached, the moment the foremost bridge slave lunged forward and touched Han Li...

"Get out of my way!"

Han Li was filled with murderous intent, and in an instant, he swept his sword behind him.

Sword energy surged like a rainbow, and the aroma of wine filled the air!