Chapter 113: Storming the Main Peak

Such speed!

Xue Yunfan's heart trembled secretly.

Ye Wujin did not ride a demonic beast, only relying on the Emperor Realm to fly, yet he arrived early.

Since when could the Emperor Realm move at such speed?

Inside the main hall, Beiliang's gaze was restrained, but the cold light within it seemed substantial, freezing the space. The ancient sword behind him trembled lightly, as if it wanted to unsheathe itself and drink blood.

Ten miles away, the thousands of people looked towards Ye Wujin and his companions.

Although most of them had never seen Ye Wujin before, it was easy to recognize him among the four.

"The Emperor Realm, Ye Wujin is in the Emperor Realm!"

The crowd murmured in shock. Rumors had it that Ye Wujin had not yet reached the Emperor Realm, but at this moment, he descended from the sky. If not the Emperor Realm, then what?

Boom!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Chen walked calmly, heading towards the main peak of the Northern Cold Palace, with Wu Qingxue following closely behind, and Lin Ran and his daughter fearlessly accompanying him.

Their steps were slow, as if taking a leisurely stroll, appearing calm and relaxed. But in the eyes of the Northern Cold Palace disciples and the onlookers, it was enough to make them extremely nervous.

Especially the disciples of the Northern Cold Palace, as they watched Ye Chen gradually approach, they all summoned their profound weapons, preparing to face a formidable enemy.

"Intruders into the Northern Cold Palace shall die!"

Suddenly, many disciples swooped down, their faces solemn, exuding killing intent, as if they wanted to crush Ye Chen and his companions.

"Does the Northern Cold Palace care so little about the lives of its disciples?" Ye Chen sneered disdainfully and waved his hand casually.

Without a sword in his hand, but with sword qi permeating the air, it seemed to cover the sky, directly engulfing all the disciples who were descending.

When the aftermath subsided, more than ten Northern Cold Palace disciples lay on the ground, all dead.

"So powerful!"

The crowd trembled. Those disciples were all at the Seventh Level of the Emperor Realm, yet they were easily killed.

But soon, everyone recovered. Even the martial attendants under their command could kill the Qing Feather Guards. How could these disciples, who were even weaker than the Qing Feather Guards, stop Ye Chen's advance?

"Kill!"

Many Northern Cold Palace disciples roared and rushed forward like a raging tide, wanting to engulf Ye Chen.

"Halt!"

From the main peak, someone shouted sternly, and immediately, eighteen silver-clad warriors descended, their faces full of killing intent: "Ye Wujin, let us, the White Silver Guards, send you on your way."

"The White Silver Guards! It's the White Silver Guards who have taken action!"

The onlookers ten miles away began to murmur, nervous yet expectant.

The White Silver Guards of the Northern Cold Palace were the strongest force after the two Patriarchs and the Snow Guards. Even if they were confronted by other Ninth Level Emperor Realm experts, they were still not the opponents of the White Silver Guards. It was uncertain whether they could stop Ye Chen from storming the Northern Cold Palace.

"Dust Young Master, allow me to clear the way for you."

Before Ye Chen could make a move, Wu Qingxue took the lead.

"Dream Realm - Dream Entrance!"

With her soul power circulating, the air seemed to distort, and a terrifying invisible force surged towards the eighteen White Silver Guards.

"Merge the spirit and return to one, seal the mind."

The leader of the White Silver Guards shouted immediately. They knew how the Qing Feather Guards were annihilated, and they were prepared, not giving the opponent any chance to use soul attacks.

"Die!"

In the next moment, the eighteen White Silver Guards attacked simultaneously, tearing through the space layer by layer. The white aura traversed the sky, like snowflakes falling, engulfing the entire world.

The onlookers only saw the space turn white, blinding their eyes. Even though they were ten miles away, it still filled them with fear.

"It's over. The soul attack has been suppressed. That woman is doomed."

The crowd sighed inwardly. Everyone knew how Wu Qingxue annihilated the Qing Feather Guards. Without the advantage of soul attacks, how could a mere Second Level Emperor Realm resist the White Silver Guards?

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a piercing scream echoed through the sky, startling everyone.

The fallen ones turned out to be the White Silver Guards?!

They saw Wu Qingxue stepping out leisurely, the terrifying snowflakes seeming to solidify around her, making it impossible to touch her. She was like a sword, swift as a shooting star, harvesting the lives of several people in an instant.

"Oh my god, this..."

The crowd was shocked, and the people of the Northern Cold Palace were even more shocked.

They thought Wu Qingxue had no chance of winning against the White Silver Guards, but in an instant, she had killed several of them.

Shocking!

Three months ago, Wu Qingxue indeed could not match the White Silver Guards, but after breaking through to the Divine Soul Realm, she was comparable to the peak Emperor Realm. Even if it was the Ninth Level Emperor Realm, they couldn't resist her Dream Entrance attack.

The defense of the White Silver Guards' minds was like tofu, unable to withstand a single blow, instantly shattered by the Dream Entrance attack, all falling into the dream.

"Back off!"

Outside the main hall, Xue Yunfan shouted, his voice like thunder, awakening the remaining White Silver Guards, who retreated in fear.

Soon after, Xue Yunfan personally led eighteen Snow Guards and flew over.

His expression was extremely grim and serious.

He had never expected that this person could suppress even the White Silver Guards. If the White Silver Guards were to fall again, the backbone of the Northern Cold Palace would be shaken. Even if they managed to suppress Ye Wujin, the other forces in the Three Yin Territories would take advantage of the situation.

The Purple Heaven Sect and the Golden Cicada Sect were probably also watching this place. Regardless of who wins today, if their strength is damaged, these two sects will take advantage of the situation.

He absolutely could not let this happen.

"Snow Guards, the Northern Cold Palace is second only to the two Patriarchs in strength. Ye Wujin has not yet taken action, but has already forced the Northern Cold Palace to use the Snow Guards. In today's battle, even if one side wins, it will be a pyrrhic victory."

Seeing the White Silver Guards being crushed and the Snow Guards making a strong move, the crowd once again erupted into murmurs.

The clash of peak powers would probably result in killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of their own.

"Considering your hard cultivation, if you are willing to defect and join us, the Northern Cold Palace will give you a bright future." Xue Yunfan looked at Wu Qingxue, trying to shake her determination.

One had to admit, Wu Qingxue's talent was also dazzling. At just over eighteen years old, she already had the strength to suppress the White Silver Guards. With time, she would definitely become a top figure on the Emperor List.

Moreover, she could even challenge

 the top position.

If he could subdue her, it would not only strengthen the Northern Cold Palace's power, but also enable them to counter-attack Ye Wujin. It would be killing two birds with one stone.

However, Xue Yunfan was thinking too much.

"Die!"

Wu Qingxue couldn't be bothered to respond, and a majestic soul power surged out, rushing towards Xue Yunfan and his group.

"Since you seek death, I shall grant it to you."

Xue Yunfan waved his hands, and it seemed like two blood dragons extended from his arms, reaching a hundred meters in length, devouring towards Wu Qingxue.

The other Snow Guards also erupted with killing intent, and eighteen terrifying forces rushed towards Wu Qingxue from all directions.

"Boom!"

The terrifying impact made Wu Qingxue cough up blood.

The strength of the Snow Guards was indeed not comparable to the Qing Feather Guards and the White Silver Guards. As the strongest guardians of the Northern Cold Palace, they were truly extraordinary. Even Wu Qingxue's Dream Entrance power was difficult to fully control. Under the terrifying aftermath, she was pushed back repeatedly.

"Kill her."

Xue Yunfan shouted.

"Heavy Gravity Golden Mountain!"

Wu Qingxue shouted, and a terrifying golden mountain burst forth in front of her. Compared to three months ago, it seemed even larger and more terrifying, crushing towards the eighteen Snow Guards.

Boom!

When the forces of both sides collided, the entire snow-capped peak trembled and seemed about to collapse.