That figure clapped its palm, and the fiery red feathers melted away, transforming into a red light that pierced into its body. Suddenly, its originally somewhat transparent body gradually became more solid.

  "From virtual to real? Not bad, relying on the power of borrowed items to shape your physical body. It seems that your strength has already broken through the mortal realm and barely reached the first stage of the Void Spirit's initial phase. However, it's only temporary. If you want to deal with me, heh, you're still a bit short."

  The man in black sitting on the throne finally showed a hint of solemnity on his stiff, skull-like face, and although he spoke with disdain, he was actually taking it seriously.

  That figure waved its hand, and a crystal white strange energy instantly cut off the hallucinatory curse emitted by the black-clothed man, and Qin Lingyun's mind gradually cleared up.

  Qin Lingyun was still reeling from the loss of Xingdi, and when her vision finally cleared, a figure appeared in front of her.

  Chilling, bone-piercing ice.

  Qin Lingyun's first glance at this person was a daze, and her heart suddenly surged with excitement, the joy that emanated from her bones instantly filled her chest.

  "Xingdi, haven't you scattered your soul?"

  Her voice was slightly trembling and somewhat hoarse, no longer like Qin Lingyun's originally clear and melodious voice.

  Qin Lingyun was not mistaken, the figure floating in front of her wore a suit of white armor, on which an ice-blue dragon coiled, every detail of the armor was so perfect, this figure had a tall and majestic build, his eyes gleamed with icy coldness, and even his eyebrows were white.

  His hair fell to his shoulders, with pure silver-white strands that had an astonishing beauty, a fine luster intertwined on the strands, and with every breath, the strands trembled rhythmically...

  What's most striking is his face, which is identical to Xingdi's, with the only difference being the color of their eyebrows and a vastly different temperament; in terms of appearance alone, they are virtually indistinguishable.

  He slightly tilted his head, his icy eyes gleaming like sharp blades as they pierced Qin Lingyun. His voice was cold and menacing: "Xing Emperor? I'm not that useless Xing Emperor, you can call me Xuanji Ice Emperor."

  Qin Lingyun's heart sank bit by bit, although the two looked exactly alike, their temperament was completely different. More importantly, Xingdi was just a wisp of residual soul, while this Xuanye Ice Emperor was a real flesh and blood body.

  In that instant of wild joy, it was all for naught, even if there were the same looks again. Cultivators have some means to change their appearance to be exactly the same, but being different is still being different. Even if they look the same, they are ultimately not the same person. Whether it's habits or various details, they can be distinguished.

  Uncontrollable sorrow flowed through Qin Lingyun's heart, her body stiffened there, and the whole person seemed to be stunned.

  At this time, it seemed to have sensed Qin Lingyun's emotions. However, the voice of Xuanji Ice Emperor was not warm at all, still as cold as ever: "Get out of my way, don't interfere with me."

  Qin Lingyun's face revealed a hint of despair: "You're not Xingdi..." If it were really Xingdi, how could he speak to her in that tone and manner.

  "Get lost."

  Seeing Qin Lingyun didn't dodge in time, Xuanji Ice Emperor waved his hand and a white airflow quickly struck her body. Qin Lingyun was knocked flying out and fell to the ground with a thud.

  "Alright, the annoying fly has been chased away, now it's time to settle with you." Xuanji Ice Emperor had his hands clasped behind his back, and the icy aura emanating from his entire body surged towards the black-robed man sitting on the throne.

  The man in black clapped his hands together, and a dark whirlpool appeared before him, swallowing the icy aura that was emanating from him.

  "You think you can handle me? How naive."

  Xuanji Ice Emperor Dao said: "You are just a split body of the Deep Abyss Demon Emperor, and sitting on a broken chair can't even get up. After being sealed for so many years, your strength hasn't improved at all, and you're already arrogant with just a nascent soul?"

  Xuanji Ice Emperor pointed with one finger, and a cold light in the air quickly split into thousands of tiny ice dragons, each one alive and vivid, with an aura that filled the sky.

  "This palm of icy fairy energy is quite good at transforming into a dragon, but it's still not enough to be fatal."

  The Frost Dragon's impact struck the black-clad man, and in an instant, his black clothes were tattered and worn out. The black-clad man's arms and legs were all reduced to nothingness under this attack, but after the Frost Dragon disappeared, the black-clad man's missing legs and arms began to grow back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  The man in black had a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth: "I am invincible, can you kill me?"

  A glint of cold light flashed in the eyes of Xuanji Binghuang, and he said faintly, "Three thousand feet of white hair."

  His silver long hair paused in mid-air, then grew wildly, rapidly strangling past, with a divine light flashing on each strand of hair. The laws of heaven and earth were intertwined, and the unparalleled aura was perfectly controlled around the black-clothed man's body.

  The black-clothed man's face, which had initially shown a mocking expression, was now filled with extreme shock. His metallic voice hoarsely shouted: "How is this possible? Three thousand divine abilities merged into one body, each strand of hair representing a divine ability, a great Dao... What kind of person are you? What is your true strength? Could it be the legendary Indestructible Void Immortal? Impossible! If it were an Indestructible Void Immortal, just one glance would be enough to destroy me. You don't have the power of an Indestructible Void Immortal, yet you can merge divine abilities and Daos..."

  The man in black had no way to continue shouting, his body was already strangled by the white glow that filled the sky, and the entire seventh floor was twisted. The originally empty seventh floor appeared a stone table with many objects on it due to the distortion of space.

  These items are all good things, and the external light of the dawn will illuminate the entire seventh floor with a kaleidoscope of colors.

  Xuanji Ice Emperor turned to Qin Lingyun who was standing still beside him and said, "You can only take two items." After that, he closed his eyes and remained silent, with an expression of indifference.

  Qin Lingyun tried her best to calm down, wanting to restore her emotions to stability. However, the scene of Xingdi's soul flying away after being struck by the identical Xuanye Ice Emperor was still vivid in her mind, and every detail was unforgettable.

  After waiting for a long time, without hearing Qin Lingyun's words, Xuanji Ice Emperor opened his eyes and cast them towards Qin Lingyun, finally saying slowly: "Is that useless Star Emperor so important in your heart?"

  The cold words resounded loudly in Qin Lingyun's mind.

  "Xuanji Ice Emperor, may I ask some questions without skipping words." Qin Lingyun did not respond to Xuanji Ice Emperor's words, but instead looked straight at him.

  "I know what you want to ask me, but I won't tell you anything. I'm not that foolish Star Emperor, in my opinion, his decision is simply stupid, knowing the outcome and still going ahead with it. Haha, how ridiculous... You're worried about who will guide your cultivation in the future, right? Don't worry, I promised Star Emperor that I'll be the one to guide you in the future. Are you satisfied now?" The voice of Xuanji Ice Emperor grew even colder.

  Qin Lingyun's voice was slightly hoarse, and her eyes were filled with sorrow. She slowly and seriously said: "Xingdi is not a waste, and I'm not asking you because I'm worried that no one will guide me in my cultivation."

  "Xīngdì, he is not only my mentor, but also my friend and family. I just want to know, has Xīngdì really disappeared forever? Is there really no way to get him back?"

  Qin Lingyun felt that this mysterious ice emperor had a deep-seated resentment and contempt for her, so she spoke without courtesy. However, Qin Lingyun didn't hold any grudges; at the moment, apart from wanting to know if Xingdi had truly disappeared completely, she didn't have any other thoughts.

  Xuanji Ice Emperor gazed at Qin Lingyun, a hint of astonishment appearing in his eyes, the corners of his lips curling up into a smile that gradually grew wider and wider until he burst out laughing. He pointed at Qin Lingyun and said: "This is really too funny, haha, it's actually you? You who are cold-blooded and ruthless, viewing all living things as insignificant ants... can also have such emotions? I must not be mistaken..."

  "What does that mean?" Qin Lingyun's tone also had a hint of coldness. She didn't understand the words of Xuanji Ice Emperor, but she could feel his disgust and couldn't quite comprehend it.

  "Alright, I'll tell you, Xingdi is no more, his soul has completely dispersed. Do you want to find him back? It's not impossible, once you break through the Mortal Immortal Abyss, make an offering, and maybe there's a chance to find that Xingdi." Xuanji Ice Emperor gazed at Qin Lingyun with a profound expression.

  "What is sacrifice?" Qin Lingyun asked.

  "It's simple, just dedicate half of your cultivation to the underworld god permanently, and you might get what you want, but the chances of success are only about 20-30%."

  Qin Lingyun remained silent, while Xuan Ji Ice Emperor said: "You dare not, right? I knew it. Cultivators are all selfish and self-serving. As long as they can increase their cultivation, they will stop at nothing, resorting to cunning and robbery, killing people and stealing treasures. They won't hesitate to do anything, except for one thing - sacrificing their own soul's cultivation to save others. Ordinary cultivators are like this, let alone you."

  Qin Lingyun said, "It's not that I don't dare, but rather I'm wondering if offering a sacrifice can really bring back Xingdi? I need to find a way to definitely save Xingdi. I don't believe in any spirits of the dead. Cultivators rely on themselves. If Xingdi is with the spirits of the dead, I won't beg for their mercy and will instead overthrow them."

  Looking into Qin Lingyun's serious and determined eyes, Xuanji Ice Emperor suddenly felt a bit disheartened. He shook his head and said: "The Star Emperor no longer exists, unless you have grasped the power of reincarnation, or..."

  "Or what else?"

  Xuanji Ice Emperor's tone paused for a moment, and he said slowly: "Or perhaps by fate, there will naturally be a day when we meet again."

  Qin Lingyun still didn't understand the meaning of Xuanji Ice Emperor, but she could see that there was an inexplicable strange connection between this Xuanji Ice Emperor and Star Emperor. This wasn't just a cultivator's intuition, but also had many superficial connections to prove it.

  With the same appearance, they all emerged from the fiery red feathers. They had never appeared before, but as soon as Xingdi disappeared, Xuanye Bing Huang immediately appeared.

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