After the spiritual energy was restored: Goddess girlfriends came knocking.

Compared to the lively atmosphere of the Ao tribe, the atmosphere of the Cang tribe became more and more oppressive each day.

The name Cang Li also spread.

Forty-five floors.

He's taller than Lin Chu.

In the past, this would have been an immense honor.

The Cang tribe must have already held a banquet to celebrate.

But now, not a single person in the entire Cang clan can laugh.

Because the life lamp that Cang Li left in the clan's territory had become extremely weak.

Like a candle flickering in the wind, it could be extinguished at any moment.

The atmosphere in the Cang Clan's council hall was terribly oppressive.

"Something major must have happened."

"If it weren't for external interference, Li'er wouldn't have been able to enter the forty-fifth floor in such a short time."

"The life lamp is still burning, which means the person is still alive."

"But it's more unsettling than death."

The chieftain of the Cang clan sat in the main seat, without saying a word.

After a long silence, he said in a deep voice:

"Send more people into the Imperial Road."

"Bring Li'er back no matter what."

"Yes."

……

The 40th floor of the Imperial Road.

It was snowing heavily.

As far as the eye can see, there are only glaciers and snow-capped mountains.

The sky and the earth are one color.

That towering tree stood in the far distance, its faint green tinge the only color on this snow-covered plain.

The imperial carriage broke through the wind and snow, speeding forward.

Lin Chu sat inside the carriage, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.

A pale golden barrier clung to the outer edge of the phoenix carriage, keeping the cold air at bay.

To be fair, the "array" technique has quite a few applications.

Upon reaching the fortieth floor, Jian Li had not yet set foot there, so her progress was naturally much slower than before.

This floor was unbelievably cold; the chill carried a faint, ethereal aura that seemed to pierce to the bone like fine needles.

Even if you are a true immortal or a profound immortal, you might not be able to withstand it.

Qinglian curled up in a corner of the soft couch, holding a steaming cup of spiritual tea, sipping it slowly.

Her admiration for Lin Chu is now written all over her face.

"Young Master Lin, your cultivation speed is too fast!"

She sighed softly.

When we first met, he was only at the mid-stage of the Celestial Immortal realm.

In just a few months, he has already reached the late stage of Celestial Immortal.

And judging from their conversation, it seems they're not far from breaking through.

Jian Li sat to the side, her chin slightly raised and the corners of her mouth turned up high.

"See?"

"This is my master."

Do you know what a true genius is?

Qinglian nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand."

Jian Li became even more smug and reached out to poke Qing Lian's forehead.

"You may seem a bit silly, but you have a good eye for talent."

"That's a strange thing to say. Are you praising me?"

"Of course."

"Jian Li, how did you meet Young Master Lin in the first place?"

"Call me 'sister'."

"elder sister."

Qinglian readily accepted the suggestion and immediately changed her mind.

Jian Li nodded in satisfaction.

"That's a long story."

"In short, my master saw my extraordinary talent at a glance back then."

"Then he begged and pleaded... no, he had a discerning eye and took me as his disciple."

"Oh..." Qinglian looked incredulous.

Lin Chu opened her eyes and glanced at them with amusement.

During this time, Jianli and Qinglian got along quite well.

Lin Chu shook her head, about to say a few more words.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.

Directly in front of the imperial carriage, on a snow-capped mountain in the far distance, a black dot was wandering.

His smile vanished instantly as he scanned the area with his divine sense.

Ao Tianxin also noticed something was wrong and walked to the window.

In the wind and snow, the figure suddenly stopped, as if sensing something.

The next moment, he suddenly looked up, his scarlet eyes staring straight at him.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped down.

He leaped into the air and threw a punch towards the Phoenix Carriage.

A visible white shockwave instantly rippled through the air, shaking the snow-capped mountains and splitting the falling snowflakes apart with the force of the punch.

Lin Chu's face looked very pale.

"Ye Chen?"

Then press down with your palm.

"Formation".

Golden array patterns appeared.

That punch slammed into the barrier, sending the entire phoenix carriage sliding backward hundreds of feet.

The barrier trembled violently, but it did not shatter.

Lin Chu's arm went numb from the shock, and her expression changed slightly.

"That was a really heavy punch."

Jian Li had already flashed in front of him, her eyes filled with intense coldness.

On the phoenix carriage, Ao Tianxin, Liu Ying, Xian Yue, Qing Shuang, and Fu Yao flew out at the same time, each holding a weapon.

Lin Chu stared at Ye Chen.

At this moment, his whole body was emitting wisps of red gas.

The red aura seeped from under his skin, like some kind of burning liquid, or like a thin film, clinging to his body and constantly wriggling.

The eyes can no longer see the original colors.

The whites of his eyes turned completely dark red, and his eye sockets were covered with spiderweb-like red lines.

His mouth was strangely stretched upwards, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

Like a puppet that has lost its soul.

"Ye Chen!"

Lin Chu called out.

Ye Chen paused slightly.

A fleeting moment of clarity seemed to pass through his crimson pupils.

"Brother Lin... Brother Lin..."

He uttered two hoarse words.

Then, it turned ferocious again.

A low growl, inhuman in sound, exploded from his mouth.

He charged forward again like a cannonball, his fists flying everywhere.

Lin Chu frowned, the cicada shell unfolded, and ten figures scattered.

Ye Chen shattered seven or eight afterimages with one punch, while the other two punches grazed Lin Chu's clothes and directly blasted half of a snow mountain below into the ground.

"Approaching the Golden Immortal realm."

Ao Tianxin's tone was solemn.

Lin Chu nodded and then looked at Qinglian.

"Can you recognize it?"

Qinglian carefully sensed the red aura emanating from Ye Chen.

After a moment, he shook his head.

"Not a Devourer."

She pursed her lips, her voice somewhat uncertain.

"But they are definitely a race from the immortal realm."

Lin Chu's expression darkened slightly.

"What should we do, Master?" Jian Li looked at Lin Chu.

The tone was relaxed.

Ye Chen's aura at this moment was already close to that of a Golden Immortal.

If Lin Chu were to take action himself, it might take some effort.

But with Jian Li around, this isn't a big problem.

Lin Chu frowned.

He could fight, but his impression of Ye Chen was actually alright.

Although he's a bit eccentric, at least he's not like some people who are two-faced.

Moreover, the two of them might have had even more in common.

"Jian Li, subdue him first, don't kill him."

"it is good."

Jian Li flashed and appeared in front of Ye Chen.

The sword flashed, slicing through the snow.

Her sword drew an extremely thin arc in the air, forcing Ye Chen back dozens of feet.

The four women deployed their swords, trapping Ye Chen within them, defending but not attacking.

Jian Li roamed around outside, seizing the opportunity to strike and dissipate his brute strength.

As the fighting continued...

Ye Chen began muttering incoherently.

"I want to go home..."

The sound was very faint and intermittent.

"I want to... go back..."

"Someone is waiting for me."

Another heavy punch landed on the sword formation, shattering a corner of the formation's light.

Lin Chu added the "array" technique, stabilizing the sword array once again.

But the more he hit her, the uglier her face became.

What the hell is the point of hitting him?

"I want to go home..."

"go home……"

That damn thing, pulling this stunt out of nowhere.

We can't hit them, and we can't let them go.