Zhu Yuanzhang: My second son is invincible!

The flying boat flew westward for three hours.

Below, the landscape gradually transforms from the water towns of Jiangnan into towering mountains, culminating in a continuous range of snow-capped peaks.

Sunlight shines on the snow-capped peaks, reflecting a dazzling white light, while clouds and mist swirl around the mountainside, occasionally revealing jagged rocks.

We've arrived at Kunlun Mountain.

Legend has it that this place is the ancestral home of all mountains, the residence of the Queen Mother of the West, and a blessed land for immortals.

Zhu Hui leaned on the railing of the flying boat and looked down, muttering, "So much snow, it's chilly."

Jiang Huan pointed to the tallest snow-capped peak in the distance and said, "Your Highness, that is where Yaochi Palace is located, the mountain gate of the Kunlun lineage."

Zhu Hui squinted at it and said, "It's pretty high. Won't you freeze to death if you climb up?"

"Your Highness has a flying boat; there is no need to walk," Jiang Huan said.

"That's true. Hey, look over there on the hillside, aren't there white flowers?" Zhu Hui nodded, then her eyes lit up.

Jiang Huan looked in that direction and sure enough, near the snow line, there were several clusters of white flowers swaying in the wind.

"That's snow lotus, a specialty of Kunlun. Hundred-year-old snow lotus can be used in medicine, and thousand-year-old snow lotus can aid in cultivation," Jiang Huan explained.

"This kind of medicinal herb is perfect for making soup..." Zhu Hui said with a smile.

Jiang Huan's lips twitched as he said, "Your Highness, those are spiritual herbs used for cultivation..."

"Spiritual herbs can't be used to make soup. My wife has been learning etiquette lately, and her eyesight is getting blurry from looking at them so much. I'll pick some to take back and nourish her," Zhu Hui said earnestly.

Jiang Huan remained silent for a moment, then decided to give up explaining, saying, "If Your Highness wants it, you can ask Fairy Yaoguang later."

The flying boat descended and headed towards the Jade Pool Palace.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the majestic grandeur of Kunlun.

The snow-capped mountains stretch endlessly, resembling a giant dragon lying between heaven and earth.

Yaochi Palace is built halfway up the main peak, with white jade steps and glazed tiles, shining brightly in the sunlight, truly exuding an ethereal aura.

Hundreds of Kunlun disciples were already lined up and waiting in front of the mountain gate.

They were all dressed in white, the men and women were handsome and beautiful, and each of them had an ethereal air about them.

The leader was a woman who looked to be around thirty years old. She was dressed in white, with an exceptionally beautiful face, but her eyes held a coldness that kept people at a distance.

It was none other than the Holy Mother Yao Guang of Kunlun.

Behind her stood four elders, all elderly women with white hair and beards, their auras calm and composed, clearly indicating that they possessed considerable cultivation.

The airship slowly descended.

Zhu Li was the first to jump down, her feet crunching on the snow.

He looked up at Fairy Yaoguang, then at the white-robed disciples behind her, and scratched his head, saying, "You guys... aren't you disgusted by all wearing so much white?"

In short, he shattered most of the celestial atmosphere created by the Kunlun disciples.

Fairy Yaoguang remained calm and nodded slightly, saying, "Your Highness King Wu has come from afar; I am sorry for not welcoming you properly."

The voice was clear and cold, like an icy spring on a snow-capped mountain.

"It's alright, it's alright, I came by myself. Um, Fairy Yaoguang, right? My elder brother asked me to come and discuss the matter from last time with you. What do you two think?" Zhu Hui waved his hand and said.

A cold glint flashed in Fairy Yaoguang's eyes as she said, "The three demands of His Highness the Crown Prince have already been discussed by Yaochi Palace. The two demands of registering disciples and paying taxes are still negotiable, but the mountain-protecting array diagram is the foundation of Kunlun and must never be circulated outside."

"It's that line again... I've heard it at Longhu Mountain and Putuo Mountain," Zhu Li muttered.

Upon hearing this, Fairy Yaoguang's pupils contracted slightly as she asked, "Has Your Highness already visited those two families?"

"Yes, both Zhang Tianshi and Master Huiming agreed and even gave me gifts. Zhang Tianshi gave me a sword, and Master Huiming treated me to a vegetarian meal."

Zhu Hui said with a simple smile.

Fairy Yaoguang was deeply shaken.

Longhu Mountain and Putuo Mountain gave in so quickly.

Even Zhang Yuchu and Huiming, both top figures in the cultivation world, couldn't stop this King Wu...

She looked Zhu Li up and down again.

He has an honest appearance and an ordinary demeanor; he looks like an average young man. But to make the leaders of two sects bow down, he must have something to rely on.

"Your Highness, Kunlun is different from those two families. Kunlun's immortal techniques are inherited from ancient times, and the Yaochi Grand Formation was left by the Queen Mother of the West. Even if a true immortal descends, it will take seven days to break the formation."

"If Your Highness intends to use force, I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Fairy Yaoguang said in a still indifferent tone.

She spoke with great confidence.

They certainly have the capital to be confident.

The Kunlun Formation is an ancient relic that has remained unconquered for thousands of years.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Hui's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Really... I have to see it! I've never seen such a sturdy formation before!"

Fairy Yaoguang frowned and asked, "Does Your Highness really want to try?"

"Give it a try! Otherwise, what's the point of me coming all this way..." Zhu Hui said, already taking the Xingtian Axe off his back.

The axe gleamed coldly in the snow.

The elders behind Fairy Yaoguang's face changed.

They could feel the ancient killing aura emanating from the axe; though faint, it made their souls tremble.

"Since Your Highness is willing, then please." Fairy Yaoguang took a step back and made a hand seal.

"Charge!"

With her clear shout, the entire Kunlun Mountain trembled.

From each of the seventy-two snow-capped peaks, a beam of white light rose, intertwining in the air to form a giant white light shield.

Runes flowed across the light shield, celestial music faintly drifted out, and ethereal images of fairies danced gracefully.

"Your Highness, this is the Jade Pool Immortal Formation, inherited from ancient times. Even a cultivator at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage would need seven days to break through it," Fairy Yaoguang said with pride.

Zhu Hui looked up at the light barrier, nodded, and said, "It is indeed more beautiful than the golden light of Mount Putuo. It looks like...like a big bowl."

Fairy Yaoguang's lips twitched slightly.

"Shall I give it a try?" Zhu Hui asked curiously.

"Your Highness, please proceed," Fairy Yaoguang said coldly.

She didn't believe that this ancient formation could be broken by a seemingly simple-minded prince.

Zhu Hui walked up to the light barrier and reached out to touch it.

It's cold to the touch and very hard.

He stepped back a few paces and raised his axe.

This time he wasn't as casual as he was on Mount Putuo.

It wasn't that he thought the formation was particularly powerful, but rather... he wanted to test just how hard something could he split with a full-force axe strike.

On the Xingtian Axe, the dark red patterns began to glow.

The fighting spirit of Xing Tian, ​​the ancient god of war, began to awaken.

Zhu Li took a deep breath.

The wind on the snow-capped mountain suddenly stopped.

Even the sound of avalanches in the distance disappeared.

Only that slowly raised axe remained in the world.

Fairy Yaoguang's expression changed drastically.

She sensed that the power gathered on the axe was beyond her comprehension.

That wasn't spiritual power, nor was it magical power; it was... pure destructive power.

"cut."

Zhu Li said softly.

The axe fell.

There was no earth-shattering sound, only a black line extending from the axe blade, silently tracing across the white light shield.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

Then...

"boom..."

"Click..."

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

The white light shield began to show dense cracks from the black lines, like shattered glass.

The cracks spread extremely quickly, covering the entire light shield in the blink of an eye.

"Splash..."

The light shield shattered.

The white light scattered like snowflakes, landing on the snow-capped mountains and merging with the accumulated snow.

A muffled thud came from all seventy-two snow-capped peaks at the same time; it was the backlash from the destruction of the array's core.

Fairy Yaoguang coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining her white robes red.

The four elders behind her collapsed to the ground, their breaths weak and feeble.

The Kunlun disciples were all dumbfounded.

A millennium-old formation, an ancient legacy, all... with a single axe blow?