The Man’s Decree

“There’s no time to lose,”

David decided decisively. “Let’s set off immediately. Sect Master Ling, the sect is newly established and we still need your presence to oversee and manage things. We’ll take our leave now.”

Ling Yunzi rose to see them off, escorting them all the way to the mountain gate. He gave Ling Shuang a few more words of advice, and finally solemnly said to David, “Senior Chen, the strength of the Northern Underworld Clan is unfathomable, especially on their home turf, the Ice Plains, where they are even more formidable.”

“If things become unfavorable, please prioritize your own safety. There will be other opportunities in the future. The Sword Sect will always welcome you.”

David nodded: “Sect Master Ling, rest assured, I know what I’m doing.”

With that, the three transformed into a streak of light even faster and more dazzling than before, soaring into the sky and heading straight towards the far north of the Tenth Heaven Continent.

The further north they flew, the more rapidly the temperature dropped.

The landscape below gradually transformed from verdant mountains and clear waters to barren frozen wastelands, and then to continuous snow-capped mountains and glaciers.

Howling winds began to carry ice crystals and snowflakes, striking their protective aura with a fine rustling sound.

Even ordinary cultivators, without venturing deeper, would need to circulate their magical power to resist the extreme cold.

Ling Shuang was indeed quite familiar with the route, frequently offering directions to avoid known, easily disorienting blizzard zones or hidden spatial rifts.

Her words were concise and clear, displaying the competence consistent with her appearance.

The Crimson Cloud Demon Lord remained silent throughout, spending most of his time meditating with his eyes closed, adjusting his state to its peak. Only occasionally, when he glanced at the vast white expanse to the north that seemed to connect with the sky, would a flash of urgency and determination appear in his eyes.

while silently sensing the unique laws

the laws of ice and water were exceptionally

immortal power within his body flowed, simulating and

divine sense occasionally activated, piercing through the swirling snow and wind, gazing into the far distance, attempting to detect any trace of the so-called divine race or any unusual energy

north grew increasingly violent, leaden clouds pressing low over the ice plains, howling winds whipping up ice shards that crackled against the protective auras

two full days, Ling Shuang pointed to a natural cave surrounded by giant ice floes ahead: “Senior Chen, Fellow Daoist Chi Yun,

sleeve, a gentle surge of chaotic immortal power broke through the swirling snow and wind, escorting the three

cave was unexpectedly dry, the ground covered with a thin layer of ice crystals, and in the corners, ice pillars of various

to regulate his breathing, his body

fruits and water from her storage bag, handing them to David: “Senior Chen, you’ve had a

slender white fingers gleaming in the dim light. Her eyes held a hint of barely perceptible unease as she spoke, and the lingering blush from her journey made

accepted the spirit fruit, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against the back of her hand, feeling

softly, his gaze fixed on her slightly shy

softly, “Senior is too kind. You have given the Xuan Tian Sword

confident in facing

calmly, yet with unwavering confidence. “They’re just some arrogant branches of the divine race; they can’t stop

she said softly, “Senior is indeed incredibly powerful. Actually… I’ve traveled with the Heavenly Fire Sword Venerable before and

with genuine worry, and her eyes were

David understood.

topics to chat about with him, from the sect’s past to her cultivation insights, and even the local customs and culture along the way. Her admiration and

experience, he naturally understood