Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

The sword energy came with overwhelming force, carrying boundless chill, as if it would not stop until it dragged people into a frozen wasteland.

Lin Yuan held up a wine cup, but the wine inside remained completely still.

It was all frozen solid.

And the ice seemed somewhat restless.

The scattered bits quickly spread outside the cup.

In the blink of an eye, the entire wine cup was covered with a thick layer of ice.

But this was not the end; the ice quickly climbed up the cup and onto the hand holding the wine vessel.

Little by little.

Lin Yuan could clearly feel the chill creeping down from his fingertips to his finger bones.

At the same time, one can see that the sword energy is already approaching the hand holding the cup.

If he were to suffer such a sword strike, not only would his arm undoubtedly be taken from him, but his own life would also be in grave danger.

But Lin Yuan remained unmoved, and his expression was so unbearable that even Gongsun Yan couldn't stand it.

What on earth is this guy doing?

Gongsun Yan thought that Lin Yuan would at least dodge Zhou Wanwan's sword.

But Lin Yuan did nothing.

He didn't even frown.

Did he even know what the consequences would be if Zhou Wanwan swung her sword?

Gongsun Yan was certainly not truly worried about Lin Yuan's life or death.

but......

Given Lin Yuan's current status, if he were to die at this moment, at their hands...

This could cause quite a bit of trouble.

He couldn't just stand by and watch Lin Yuan die in front of him.

After thinking it over, Gongsun Yan began to secretly mobilize his spiritual power, but just as he was about to make a move, he saw—

The sword intent that Zhou Wanwan unleashed vanished without a trace.

Gongsun Yan immediately withdrew the spiritual power he had gathered in his palm.

He couldn't help but wonder to himself: What's going on?

Gongsun Yan's gaze fell on Lin Yuan's figure, which had remained unchanged from beginning to end.

He was quite certain that Lin Yuan had not used any magic to defend himself...

Zhou Wanwan shared the same doubts as Gongsun Yan.

Zhou Wanwan's sword strike was both swift and ruthless.

She had anticipated that Lin Yuan might have dodged her sword in a hurry.

But I never expected it to turn out like this.

Zhou Wanwan narrowed her cool eyes slightly, her gaze towards Lin Yuan filled with scrutiny.

Finally, the gaze settled on Lin Yuan's hand holding the cup.

The ever-expanding ice, upon encountering a uniquely designed silver ring, suddenly vanished like a river flowing into the sea.

In an instant, the ice completely vanished.

Just like the sword intent just now.

Zhou Wanwan gazed at the ring that was now gleaming with a faint silver light. It seemed... everything was because of this magical artifact.

If she wasn't mistaken, this spirit ring should be able to absorb spiritual energy.

"It seems neither of you are in the mood for wine right now." Lin Yuan, standing in the center of Gongsun Yan's line of sight, chuckled and then slowly put down his wine cup.

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Yan withdrew his gaze from Lin Yuan's hand. Such a magical artifact was truly...rare.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, please don't take offense, it was just a joke." Gongsun Yan always knew when to back down. Now that Lin Yuan was neither easy to kill nor could he kill him, why should he insist on going down a dark path?

"We can drink this wine again," Gongsun Yan said with a smile.

Lin Yuan did not answer, but slowly raised his wine cup.

Gongsun Yan was very pleased with the other party's sensibility. Just as he was about to raise his cup, he saw the other party tilt his wine cup slightly.

The wine immediately flowed slowly down the side of the glass.

In just a few moments, a large area of ​​the table was wet.

"Alright, we've had enough to drink today." Lin Yuan looked at Gongsun Yan, and under the man's fiery gaze, he tightened his grip on the wine cup.

In an instant, the wine cup turned into dust.