The leading female cultivator’s eyes were immediately filled with murderous intent, raising her chin proudly, looking down upon Ji Xiaohui and the others, fully embodying the demeanor of a Supreme Elder.
This underground world serves as the domain imprisoning the Celestial Snow Divine Body by the Divine Maiden Sect Leader. Although it’s not strictly a forbidden area, it has long been comparable to one. Without the permission of the sect’s high authority, no disciple is allowed to enter.
Ji Xiaohui and her companions hesitated for a moment upon hearing the loud shout, and suddenly realized they had violated the Divine Maiden Sect Leader’s prohibition.
However, if this were in the past, the girls would have undoubtedly trembled in fear. But now things are different—the young man has descended upon this world, bringing with him endless powerful warriors and a vast army, currently stationed outside the Divine Maiden Sect. The Sect Leader is deeply mired in trouble, unable to deal with other matters.
Initially startled for a moment, Ji Xiaohui and the others quickly regained their composure, decided to disregard the risk, and directly flew towards Ye Xiaoyue.
"How bold of you, Ji Xiaohui! Aren’t you afraid that the Sect Leader will blame you?"
"Ji Xiaohui, who gives you the audacity to approach someone named Ye?"
Seeing this, several female cultivators became fiercely enraged, releasing terrifying auras, seemingly ready to suppress them.
But before they could act, several female cultivators who entered alongside Ji Xiaohui had already summoned their Lifebound Magical Artifacts, shielding Ji Xiaohui behind them, confronting the Sect Leader’s trusted disciples.
Although the female cultivators from Star Moon City who entered this underground world with Ji Xiaohui weren’t as strong as Ji Xiaohui’s sister, Ji Xiaoyu, they included two transcendent warriors, instantly intimidating the Sect Leader’s henchmen.
"This is rebellion, sheer rebellion. Aren’t you afraid of the Sect Leader’s punishment?" The leading female cultivator guarding Ye Xiaoyue was furious, being the most favored disciple of the Sect Leader, no one in the sect had dared to draw a sword against her.
But this was also the place imprisoning Ye Xiaoyue, filled with many restrictions, and if a real fight broke out, unexpected incidents might occur.
However, in the face of such threats, the female cultivators from Star Moon City were unmoved, continuing to block the path between Ji Xiaohui and her adversaries.
Behind them, Ji Xiaohui did not hesitate. She immediately flew into the air, heading towards Ye Xiaoyue, only daring to watch from outside the restrictions at the weary figure struggling to hold on.
Upon seeing Ye Xiaoyue, a flash of compassion crossed Ji Xiaohui’s eyes, yet her face was filled with boundless joy as she eagerly exclaimed.
"Sister Xiaoyue, he’s here, he’s really here to save you."
Hearing Ji Xiaohui’s words, the once trapped Ye Xiaoyue, seemingly devoid of spirit, hadn’t moved her eyelids to gaze at them. But upon hearing these words, she suddenly raised her beautiful eyes, filled with a myriad of expressions.
Before Ye Xiaoyue could speak, Ji Xiaohui couldn’t wait to divulge everything.
"Sister Xiaoyue, your brother is here to rescue you. He has brought endless powerful warriors to save you. So many strong ones, an overwhelming number that I can’t even count."
"Sister Xiaoyue, though my cultivation is weak, I can sense that those towering figures in the sky should all be Saint Realm powerhouses, roughly estimating to be in the tens of thousands, tens of thousands!"
"Yes, yes, not just the Saints, but also a vast army of cultivators, too many to see the end. Sister Xiaoyue, he’s really here to save you."
As Ji Xiaohui spoke, she couldn’t help shedding tears, as if they had waited too long for this day. For so many years, they watched as Ye Xiaoyue was tormented person to ghost, silently shedding tears numerous times.
Back then, among the celestial girls awakening their Martial Souls in Star Moon City, their bond with Ye Xiaoyue was the strongest. However, after joining the Divine Maiden Sect, opportunities to spend time together dwindled, but it didn’t affect their relationship at all.
Especially when Ye Xiaoyue first joined the Divine Maiden Sect, it was the most beautiful and brief period for everyone at Divine Sword Sect.
The moment Ji Xiaohui finished speaking, Ye Xiaoyue’s delicate body suddenly trembled, and her once colorless gray eyes regained endless vitality and excitement.
"Xiaohui, what are you saying? Who did you say... who came?" Ye Xiaoyue’s lips quivered with excitement, finding it hard to believe her ears, and she asked weakly.
Ji Xiaohui immediately responded to her voice: "Sister Xiaoyue, it’s your brother, the heir of the Sword Saint, your own brother."
Boom—!!!
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaoyue felt as if struck by a thunderbolt, her delicate body visibly shivering intensely, her beautiful eyes immediately overflowing with endless tears, moistening her eyes.
Filled with intense excitement and surprise, yet slightly in disbelief, her eyes visibly showed fear of being deceived, fearing it was just a comforting lie. Her voice trembled as she spoke: "Are you saying, Xiaofan, is he... is he still alive?"
Ji Xiaohui, hearing this, instantly understood the situation. Evidently, the Divine Maiden Sect high authorities had conveyed details about the Sword Saint’s heir’s recent predicament to Ye Xiaoyue, and informed her about her brother and the Sword Saint’s alleged demise.
It’s no wonder Ye Xiaoyue believed them. In such dire circumstances, survival seemed impossible, unbeknownst to her that the Divine Sword Sect’s domain was already in a state of upheaval.
"Alive, alive, Sister Xiaoyue, he’s still alive." Ji Xiaohui spoke, unable to hold back her tears, trying not to imagine the pain Ye Xiaoyue felt upon hearing her brother’s supposed demise, likely complete despair.
Elsewhere.
After hearing the news, Ye Xiaoyue’s nose twitched in sorrow, her entire beautiful face trembled with joyful tears, with tears like Wang Yang flooding out of her eyes.
Seeing this, several female cultivators from Star Moon City turned their heads, their eyes red and streaming with tears.
Meanwhile, the trusted disciples of the Sect Leader stood stunned, as if struck by lightning, filled with shock.
Just now, Ji Xiaoyu’s words were evident and complete, causing them to tremble greatly.
Ten thousand Saints, a vast army—what an awe-inspiring feat. It’s something that would shock anyone, especially them.
Several of the Sect Leader’s trusted disciples quickly realized, no wonder despite the endless terrifying restrictions of this underground world, they sensed a faint, apocalyptic aura.
With their hearts pounding like thunder, they couldn’t afford to worry about Ye Xiaoyue anymore, immediately rushing towards the outside world.
As the girls emerged into the sky, they suddenly froze, dumbstruck by the world outside the Divine Maiden Sect’s mountain gate.
There, a snow-clad youth stood with a terrifying host behind him, as vast as the sea. He advanced alone across the snowy land, gradually approaching the Divine Maiden Sect.
When the girls arrived, that snow-clad youth also paused outside the Sect’s gate, gazing slowly towards the grand Divine Sect from dozens of miles away.
At the same time.
The high authorities of Divine Maiden Sect were all dumbstruck, their hearts pounding, as if anticipating something ominous.
However, the Sect Leader forced themselves to remain calm, even though they were utterly disturbed by the identity of the visitor. Disbelieving the reality, their booming voice oppressed the area surrounding the entire sect.
"Who are you, and what do you seek in my Divine Maiden Sect?"
The thunderous voice resounded across the sky like an explosion, seemingly the only way to stabilize hearts and maintain their Dao Heart.
The moment the Sect Leader finished speaking, countless female cultivators in the sect stared intensely at the world beyond, their breaths hurrying to an unprecedented extreme, their heartbeats reaching unparalleled limits.
Like the Sect Leader, they wanted to hear firsthand, for the mind’s imagination versus hearing it oneself have vastly different impacts.
Elsewhere.
Amidst the vast expanse of snow, on the earth.
Ye Xiaofan listened to the sound, evidently imbued with sonic heart method attacks, his gaze exceptionally frosty.
The snow-clad youth looked across at the myriad Divine Maiden Sect cultivators, his gaze seeming to penetrate endless mountains, territories, and the entire Divine Sect.
Gazing at the extraordinarily gigantic and structured Divine Sect akin to Divine Sword Sect, his heart roared with rage but still coldly uttered the name they least wished to hear.
"Star Moon City, Wilderness Ye Race, Ant, Ye—Xiao—Fan—!"