A transparent array enveloped the entire Snow Mountain at Liang Yi's feet.

"Originally, the four of us siblings relied on each other for life, and the bond between us was extremely strong. Our eldest sister always took care of us as if she were our mother," Zhou Yuzhi's eyes held a trace of reminiscence, as if she was recalling the bygone days.

"That's why, after our third sister died, our eldest sister was devastated and blamed herself immensely, thinking that if she could have been with our third sister, the tragedy might not have happened, and that's why she chose to self-seal here in the end."

Zhou Yuzhi glanced at Zhou Yuqing and sighed.

"Didn't our mentor mother ever think of taking revenge?" Liang Yi was somewhat puzzled; after one's own sister's death, shouldn't revenge be the immediate response? Why would she seal herself here instead?

"Because when our eldest sister learned of our third sister's death, her Mental State was nearly shattered, and she nearly became possessed by hatred and enslaved by vengeance," Zhou Yuzhi's eyes, which were always calm, now held a tinge of pain.

"To avoid worrying Chen Hua and the rest of us, and for her own sake to calm down, that's why our eldest sister chose to seal herself here."

Liang Yi and Su Youyi exchanged bewildered looks; their mentor mother was indeed a decisive person.

However, Su Youyi felt this more deeply, as she herself was nearly enslaved by hatred at one time, and it was only thanks to her senior brother's arrival that she was saved from a potentially twisted Mental State.

Thinking of this, Su Youyi quietly glanced at her senior brother, feeling relieved that he was still around.

Liang Yi noticed his junior sister's gaze, understood her meaning, and softly smiled as he took her hand.

"Boring."

Mr. Orange nearly rolled his eyes out of his head.

Zhou Yuqing, hearing Zhou Yuzhi talk about these matters, looked somewhat distracted; had she already died once?

This made her somewhat understand why she had become the spirit of the Vermilion Bird. The Vermilion Bird represents life, and conversely, the representation of life's passing—death.

The Vermilion Bird resurrects from fire, and in death, a life that cannot be extinguished is nurtured.

Undoubtedly, she had been discovered by the Devouring Spirit Sect to possess the qualities of inheriting the Vermilion Bird spirit, which is why the Devouring Spirit Sect killed her and planted the seed of the Vermilion Bird spirit within her.

And at the moment of her resurrection from fire, when she was at her weakest, Tian Anyu seized the opportunity to set such a complex seal on her Divine Soul.

"Let's go." Zhou Yuzhi came back to her senses and took the lead to move forward; Liang Yi and the others followed at a relaxed pace.

This place gave Liang Yi a feeling of tranquility, an unparalleled silence, where even their steps on the surface, which appeared to be white snow, made no sound whatsoever.

Liang Yi then realized that their conversation had been instinctively following the sound-transmitting method used by their senior, Zhou Yuzhi.

It turned out that even sounds were frozen here.

However, such extreme cold made both Liang Yi and Su Youyi feel somewhat unwell. Even though they were protected by Mana all over their bodies, an inexplicable chill still penetrated, even threatening to spread to their souls.

Suddenly, three tiny strands of Vermilion Bird Divine Fire appeared above the heads of Liang Yi, Su Youyi, and Mr. Orange. A warmth spread from their heads to their feet, warming their entire bodies as if spring had suddenly returned to the earth.

Liang Yi looked at Zhou Yuqing, who was slightly ahead of him, with surprise; he hadn't expected her to be so considerate.

As her memory gradually recovered, Zhou Yuqing noticed some changes in her behavior and demeanor.

It was as if her humanity was being restored.

However, she did not dislike such changes, as this was the real her, not the Devouring Spirit Sect's Vermilion Bird envoy who went through each day like a soulless marionette.

Emperor Zhou, although walking at the forefront, saw everything. The third sister he remembered was also cold on the surface but kind at heart. Despite the fact that she teased him the most, she loved him dearly.

Even while accommodating the pace of Liang Yi and the others, it only took Emperor Zhou half the time of an incense stick to bring them to a towering deep blue icy barrier.

Standing in front of this ice wall, Liang Yi felt an inexplicable chill pass through his body, the already extreme cold temperature seemed to drop even further.

"Meow~" The cat's cry startled Liang Yi and Su Youyi, whose bodies and Divine Souls had stiffened, causing them to awaken and look fearfully at the ice barrier.

Without touching it, just a few glances were enough to nearly freeze them. What kind of power was this?

"Extreme Cold Law," muttered the elder cat with a grave expression, looking at the wall of deep blue ice in front of him.

He hadn't expected to find a place outside the Land of Extreme Night that contained such a rich presence of Extreme Cold Law, and moreover, that someone would actually be frozen inside it!

Liang Yi followed the cat's gaze and spotted a hazy figure at the center of the ice wall.

Much like Zhou Yuqing, she appeared to be in her twenties, with fine features and hair as long as three thousand waterfalls. Dressed in a white robe familiar to Liang Yi, he realized it was identical to his master's.

The mother figure before him completely fit Liang Yi's mental image of a mother; perhaps because she had always taken on the role of a mother, her visage emanated warmth.

She was not breathtaking at first glance, but the more one looked, the more her grace lingered, making her memorable.

And from her eyebrows and eyes, she indeed bore a resemblance to the venerable Emperor Zhou, the Sword Master, and Zhou Yuqing. However, unlike Emperor Zhou's dominance, Sword Master's sharpness, and Zhou Yuqing's dazzling beauty, this mother figure seemed much gentler.

"Is this really the mother?" Su Youyi's eyes filled with a touch of sorrow. If she had a mother, would she be like this too?

Zhou Yuqing stared blankly at the silhouette in the ice wall, memories within her Divine Soul flashing and trying to emerge, yet she could not see them clearly.

She knew that the person before her was indeed one of the most important people in her life.

Emperor Zhou drew his sword and stepped into the air, his expression stern as he faced the enormous ice barrier.

It was a concentration of the purest Extreme Cold Law, impossible to break by ordinary means unless Zhou Ruanxian had already mastered this Law and chose to come out on her own.

In order for Zhou Ruanxian to leave, the eldest sister needed to see that the third sister was actually still alive, thereby breaking the Mental State demon that had troubled her for many years.

Liang Yi and Su Youyi noticed the previously still world suddenly come to life – the wind started to flow, and snow began to fall, as if everything was returning to normal.

And the source of all this activity was the man standing in the air, straight as a drawn sword.

Liang Yi carefully sensed the difference between his master and Emperor Zhou's mastery of the Sword Dao. Although he could not definitively say who was stronger in the Sword Dao, he was aware that in terms of the Sword Dao alone, Emperor Zhou might not be less skilled than his master.

Extreme cold possessed unmatched lethality, and the mysterious ice formed by it had extraordinary defensive power – even a Seventh Realm cultivator might only leave a slight trace on it.

But Emperor Zhou was different; he was not only the strongest Sword Cultivator in the world but also a cultivator of the Eighth Realm.

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