Chapter 11: The Saint Falls into a Trap
According to the Saint of Zifu, Zixia, although a woman, is terribly powerful.

Being in the same level as the first level of the Four Extremes Realm, he could suppress this Holy Son, and was no less powerful than the legendary Eastern Wasteland Divine Body.

When you reach the third level, you will focus more on the comprehension of the great principles, which requires gradual accumulation and application of knowledge.

Therefore, the Saint Maiden of Zifu also practices in the world, searches for ancient relics, and learns from the nature of heaven and earth.

He had some admiration for Zixia, so he paid close attention to her. A few days ago, he learned that Zixia was practicing on a snowy plain in the Northern Region.

There used to be a holy land there in ancient times. Seventy or eighty thousand years ago, it was destroyed by a peerless figure from the Jiang family armed with extremely powerful weapons.

In later generations, on the ruins of the ancient holy land, a snow ape attained enlightenment and established a Taoist tradition, which was also a major sect known as the Ice and Snow Palace.

After Zixia broke into the Four Poles, she traveled to many ancient sites. When she arrived at this snowfield, she seemed to be particularly concerned about it and even showed some signs of staying there for a long time.

He repeatedly wandered around that area practicing, as if he was looking for or comprehending something?
So that’s how it is. The Immortal Emperor understood.

The snowfield in the Ice and Snow Palace is quite extraordinary. There are thousands of dragons underground. Legend has it that real dragons once lived there, which led to this kind of terrain. It is one of the best places in the world where the power of heaven gathers.

Zixia must have sensed something, but she didn't dare to commit suicide by going deep into the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest.

Or maybe she didn't know why, but just instinctively felt that practicing was beneficial.

Therefore, he would stay there for a long time, hoping to use the dragon energy or Taoist essence that occasionally emerged from the ground to practice, consolidate his Taoist foundation, and make up for his innate deficiencies.

After all, Zifu is just an ordinary holy place with limited inheritance, and it is impossible to lay the strongest foundation for her.

No wonder in the original novel, Zixia was captured by Ye Fan in this area. The root cause is here.

The vast snowfield is covered in silver. The snow here never melts all year round, creating a unique landscape that is fascinating.

The Saint of Zifu was not very old, only about twenty years old. She was wearing fluttering purple clothes and standing in the snow, like a purple fairy flower.

She has a slender figure, a slim waist, and dancing hair. She is shrouded in purple air. Her stunning face is hazy, and there is a glow between her brows, which shines through the purple mist and blooms with purple clouds. That is a Taoist seal.

She stood quietly in the snow, looking calmly at the Immortal Emperor in front of her, as if she was one with the heaven and earth, and integrated into the Tao, myself, and nature.

The Immortal Emperor did not conceal his aura. At the first level of the Dao Palace realm, he wanted to overpower Zixia with his absolute strength and completely subdue this person.

"Fairy, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Emperor Xian was very calm, just like meeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, and simply said hello.

Zixia frowned. This person was too special. He was obviously only at the first level of the Dao Palace Realm. She was very sure that was all.

But it was like an abyss or a mountain, its depth was hard to gauge, and she was unsure.

She has an indifferent temperament, in harmony with the Tao.
"You are so confident that you can defeat me before you even enter the Four Extremes Realm?"

"Or is there some arrangement in this area that I am unable to sense?"

Zixia's air was ethereal and her voice was calm and peaceful.

"For someone like me, I am invincible throughout history, not to mention the heavens and the earth. I am almost invincible. What's the big deal about crossing a major realm to defeat the enemy?"

The Immortal Emperor responded, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with an astonishing domineering aura.

"Let me make a bet with you. I am at the first level of the Dao Palace Realm, and you are at the first level of the Four Extremes Realm. Let's have a fair fight."

"If I win, you will follow me. If you win, I will let you go and give you an imperial scripture!"

He was easy-going, but his words were earth-shattering, and he looked down upon all the heroes in the world. It was really too arrogant to cross a great realm and attack the Purple Mansion Saintess.

Moreover, what is the Emperor's Scripture? It is the ultimate achievement of the ancient great emperors. There are only a few copies in the entire Eastern Wilderness. They are hard to find in the world, and many sages cannot even hope to obtain them.

But he said it so casually, and as a matter of course, Zixia was affected. She was in harmony with the Tao and vaguely sensed that he was speaking from the heart and that everything pointed to his fundamental heart.

"I don't want to compete."

Zixia sighed. This person was very evil and difficult to measure and figure out. Her reason told her that with her talent, there was no reason for her to lose. It was impossible for her to be defeated by someone who crossed a great realm.

But her heart was trembling slightly, as if she had encountered some kind of monstrous beast, and she felt vaguely that she would lose. This was an incredible thought, but she could not get rid of it.

"Don't you have even this much confidence, fairy?"

"Besides, there are very few people in this world who can refuse me, and Zifu is definitely not one of them."

His voice was very peaceful, like pearls falling on a jade plate.

But to Zixia, it sounded like the north wind blowing down all the grass, carrying with it an endless aura of murderous intent.

A ray of supreme divine power emerged from him, enough to overwhelm the eternal sky.

“There is more than one ancient sage in our lineage. If they attack with ultimate weapons, can the Purple Mansion Holy Land still exist?” Emperor Xian threatened.

The more he understood, the more he was in awe. It was on this ice field that an ancient holy place, the Palace of the God of Hell, was suppressed by a peerless figure of the Jiang family holding the Hengyu Divine Furnace. The entire holy place was destroyed and turned into ashes.

That kind of tragedy has happened more than once. Zixia is an extraordinary person and naturally knows this ancient history.

"Do I have a choice?"

Zixia smiled bitterly.

"Well, I'll fight you! I hope you'll keep your word and let me go."

Zixia finally nodded, and a surge of fighting spirit began to emerge.

"Of course. If the fairy fails, I hope you will keep your promise and follow me sincerely."

"Okay, let's fight!" Zixia's voice was magnetic, without too many waves, but very pleasant to hear.

She stood in the void, in a mysterious state, always one with heaven and earth, as if she could wield the Tao, and her peerless grace was connected with the Tao.

She had slender hands and her delicate jade fingers lightly stroked, as if waving the road and pressing down. This was an astonishing force that caused the ice field to crack and rocks to fly through the air.

The Immortal Emperor was moved. The Purple Mansion Saintess was indeed much stronger than the Purple Mansion Saint Son.

He clenched his fist in the Pure Yang Seal, which was extremely hard and strong and could destroy anything.

The little fairy phoenix was kind and gentle to women, and did not use the rules of death, but only evolved the pure yang force.

"boom!"

It was like a sun falling to the earth, burning everything.

The Saintess of Purple Mansion was in the realm of Tao, connecting with the Great Dao and spreading the divine law of order. Although her movements were without any fire or fire, they were extremely terrifying.

Wherever her bare hands passed, the void was distorted, containing the breath of Tao. Anyone who was touched would be shattered to pieces, with both body and soul destroyed.

This was a tit-for-tat battle, one was powerful and fierce, with great movements, while the other was calm and indifferent, as if he was not worldly. The two different auras clashed, and the first strike was surprisingly evenly matched.

Of course, at the last moment, the Saint Girl of Purple Mansion retreated and did not fight with the Emperor Immortal's physical body, otherwise she would have been captured in an instant.

That kind of superb body is simply unmatched.

The Saintess of Zifu was as gentle as flowing water and clouds, slowly retreating. She flicked her hands lightly, drawing a trajectory of Tao, and condensed a picture of Tao in the void, sweeping across, with softness yet strength, and an intimidating attack power.

The Emperor Immortal made a seal again, but this time it was not the Pure Yang Seal, but a fusion of the Pure Yang and Pure Yin fist seals.

The Emperor Immortal recited mysterious mantras to bless himself.

The evolution of the mystery of the unity of yin and yang and the integration of all knowledge has increased its power several times more than the pure yang fist seal just now, which is breathtaking.

"bump!"

The punch was unmatched, and it blew up the picture in an instant. The void suddenly became violent. It was a fierce collision. Zixia was knocked away, and blood was flowing from her delicate hands.

But she did not surrender. She was like an immortal being, merging with the ice field and the sky. She became nature, becoming more and more hazy and unpredictable.

She is a congenital Dao fetus, and can be in harmony with Dao. When her own strength is insufficient, she can borrow strength from the great world. The more she is in harmony with Dao, the stronger she will be. Once she becomes a Saint Lord, her body will be in harmony with Dao, and when she faces people of the same generation, no matter how powerful she is, she will be suppressed!
She chanted the Purple Mansion Sutra softly; it was hazy and blurred, but it was blessed with an inexplicable mystery, making it even more powerful.

A Taoist seal nurtured between the eyebrows bloomed purple, attracting the essence of all directions, as if it had become an eternal fairy light.

She performed the Dao Seal, which was one of the highest magic techniques in the Purple Mansion. At least before reaching the Immortal Stage, the gap between the magic techniques of the Holy Land and the secret techniques of the Great Emperor was not particularly large.

This is also the reason why many people are arrogant and think that the Bible is comparable to the Imperial Scripture and the holy soldiers are comparable to the imperial soldiers.

The Immortal Emperor activated the secret of the word "Xing" and achieved the fastest speed in the world. He firmly believed that he was invincible and initially developed a belief in his invincibility.

There was no retreat at all, just a head-on attack.

"Touch! Touch! Touch!"

After several consecutive strikes, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the entire ice field seemed to be disintegrating. Thousands of cracks spread deep into the ice field.

The Emperor Immortal has unparalleled magical power, his blood gushed out like a spring, and his divine power never ran out. His Yin-Yang fist seal is unparalleled and cannot be countered.

The seal was ultimately defeated and shattered by him. The Purple Mansion Saint vomited blood and suffered the most terrible backlash.

The little fairy phoenix came in front of Zixia in an instant, suppressed all her magic power and held her in her hands.

"You lost!"

(End of this chapter)