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

After uttering those harsh words, Gongsun Yan collapsed to the ground.

Lin Ye glanced at Gongsun Yan casually and then looked away, knowing that Gongsun Yan's fate was sealed the moment he was trapped in the formation.

However, the echoes of Gongsun Yan's words still lingered in Lin Ye's heart.

The most powerful cultivator?

During this time, in order to make a thorough plan to deal with the remaining cultivators, he had already thoroughly exposed these cultivators from Zhu Kang and the other man.

Naturally, he guessed that the cultivator Gongsun Yan was referring to was Gong Wuchen of the Gong Clan.

Thinking of this, Lin Ye slowly shifted his gaze to the people fighting on the white jade platform.

Then, he glanced at one of the Shenwu Army soldiers, seemingly casually.

Or rather... Gong Wuchen disguised as Mingxinjing.

Although he did not use spiritual power in any of his moves, he was by no means weak.

Lin Ye paused slightly in his hand as he played with the wine cup, a sneer escaping his lips.

Even if he eventually confronts this person, he...is fearless.

On the white jade stage.

As time went on, Zhou Wanwan realized that continuing this struggle would only be more disadvantageous to her.

Therefore, his gaze quickly searched for Lin Ye's location during the lull in the fighting.

Lin Ye was sitting upright at the imperial table, leisurely sipping his wine.

After a moment of intense thought, a decision was quickly made.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Wanwan swung her sword at the crowd; this sword move was called "Trapped in Snow".

It's not a killer move.

Rather, it's a technique that can freeze the person affected for a short time.

However, that short time was enough for her to launch a sneak attack on Lin Ye.

In a short while, the group of people who had been chatting enthusiastically with Zhou Wanwan were frozen solid.

Zhou Wanwan immediately seized the opportunity and appeared in front of Lin Ye with a flash of inspiration.

Seeing this, Lin Ye did not move, and did not even put down the wine cup that was brought to his lips.

He only raised his eyes slightly upwards when someone stepped in front of him.

The visitor was Zhu Kang.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, if you want to kill His Majesty, you'll have to get past this old man first." Zhu Kang placed an arm across Zhou Wanwan's body, his eyes looking at her as if they had melted into ice, exuding a chilling coldness.

Zhou Wanwan looked at Zhu Kang, who had shed the frost bindings, and narrowed her eyes slightly. She hadn't expected that Zhu Kang could break her "Snow Binding" so quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, since you are determined to protect this weed, I will grant your wish and deal with you first."

After saying that, Zhou Wanwan used "Snow Trapping" again.

Having learned from his previous experience, Zhu Kang naturally wouldn't take the attack head-on, and immediately dodged to the side.

But Zhou Wanwan's sword strikes seemed to have eyes, and they also veered in the direction Zhu Kang was dodging.

Zhu Kang was unable to escape and fell victim to the attack again.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Wanwan immediately raised her sword, ready to kill him.

But in an instant, he sensed that something was wrong.

First, there was the sound of ice cracking, and then...

Thick, python-like green vines were seen twisting and turning as they emerged from the ice pillar, centered on Zhu Kang.

A moment later, Zhu Kang was freed again.

But that wasn't all; the vines didn't stop once they fell to the ground.

Zhou Wanwan followed behind and naturally realized that Zhu Kang was going to fetch reinforcements. So she immediately raised her sword and slashed, and the green vines that fell to the ground instantly turned into specks of light.

Seeing this, Zhu Kang stopped expending his spiritual energy to rescue the people on the jade platform.

He focused his gaze solely on Zhou Wanwan, who was standing right in front of him.

If Zhou Wanwan's cultivation hadn't regressed, he would naturally be no match for her.

But she is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining and is injured. If he goes all out, he might be able to kill her.

And after the kill...

Zhu Kang could take the emperor's life by glancing at him out of the corner of his eye.

Thinking this way, he felt as if a thousand horses were galloping through his heart, making him unable to contain his excitement.

Just then, Lin Ye's eyes darted around and met his unintentional sidelong glance.

That gaze, that aura, made him instinctively withdraw his slightly shifted gaze as if trying to avoid it.

They were afraid that the other party would discover their hidden thoughts.

Lin Ye observed Zhu Kang's every move, but only smiled faintly and remained silent.

He didn't even take the most powerful cultivator in Gongsun Yan's words seriously, let alone Zhu Kang.

A good sword is one that works; if it doesn't, then it's useless.

Each of the three had their own thoughts, and the scene fell silent for a moment.

The first to break the silence was Zhou Wanwan. She leaped into the air, carrying with her boundless snowstorm. Even before she arrived, the chill surged forth like a tidal wave.

Zhu Kang was extremely grateful that Zhou Wanwan had lost her cultivation level because of Lin Ye; otherwise, if she had used this move with her original cultivation level, he would probably already be a dead man under Zhou Wanwan's sword.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Wanwan was already in front of him, her sword moving at will, heading straight for Zhu Kang's heart meridian.

Zhu Kang immediately conjured a green vine, which grew wildly, its roots twisting and intertwining to form a tough and thick vine shield in front of his chest.

The sword intent clashed with the vine shield, and for a moment it was impossible to determine the winner.

But Zhu Kang knew in his heart that his rattan shield wouldn't last long.

Therefore, he mobilized his spiritual power and two green vines grew from his feet, quickly wrapping around behind Zhou Wanwan. Then, Zhou Wanwan's phantom image flashed, and the green vines that were behind her were instantly shattered by her.

Seeing this, Zhu Kang immediately seized the opportunity to scatter the rattan shields and then launched a frenzied attack on Zhou Wanwan.

Zhou Wanwan's figure darted through the crowd like a flash of snow.

As time went by, the vines around Zhou Wanwan became fewer and fewer.

But the beads of sweat on Zhu Kang's forehead kept increasing.

Finally, Zhou Wanwan chopped the last vine.

Meeting Lin Ye's gaze, he slowly walked towards Zhu Kang.

The chilling aura of wind and snow surrounding them gradually compressed the space between the two.

Zhu Kang's eyes remained fixed, but at this crucial moment, he suddenly felt something cool and refreshing on his eyelids...

His heart felt like it was filled with several buckets, he was extremely uneasy.

Thinking back to the snowstorm technique Zhou Wanwan used earlier, could it be...?

Zhu Kang quickly raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and after taking his hand down, he looked at the sweat on his palm and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

However, what was initially a false alarm soon turned into a real "heart-stopping" experience.

Zhou Wanwan suddenly stopped a few steps away from Zhu Kang. At this moment, she drew her sword, and the wind and snow swirled around her, creating a scene that, at first glance, possessed a certain artistic charm.

However, Zhu Kang clearly understood from the flow of spiritual energy within that move that it was a deadly attack.

I'm afraid his rattan shield would be like an egg hitting a rock if it clashed with it.

Zhu Kang's heart tightened instantly, and sweat poured down his wrinkled forehead.

What should we do?

His thoughts drifted like catkins...

For now, the only option is to temporarily avoid this tactic.

But if you want to avoid him, you can't give up Lin Ye.

After thinking it over, Zhu Kang prepared to let the vines sweep away the forest.

At this moment, Zhu Kang had his back to Lin Ye, so he could not see the fear on Zhu Kang's face.

But with his years of experience fighting on the battlefield, he easily discerned the current situation – Zhou Wanwan was on top.

If that's the case, it's not hard to guess how Zhu Kang will deal with him.

It's nothing more than running away.

Lin Ye raised his eyes, toying with the wine cup in his hand several times. Then, the two combatants heard Lin Ye slowly say, "Mr. Zhu, Miss Wanwan's contracted spirit pet has been poisoned..."