Chapter 910: Departure

The next second, the Ice Soul Emperor's attitude underwent a stunning 180-degree turn!

He sprang up from the throne, his previously hunched body instantly straightening.

The sternness and indifference on his face vanished, replaced by an almost fawning smile.

Even his gray beard stood on end in excitement.

He quickly stepped down from the throne and jogged towards Jiang Yantian.

They don't even dare to teleport.

As he ran, he straightened his wrinkled Taoist robe. Where was the air of an emperor in that posture?

He looks exactly like an "old boy" who has just met his idol!

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

Ice Soul Emperor ran up to Jiang Yantian and bowed slightly.

He was completely different from the aloof and dignified emperor who had been resting with his eyes closed just moments before.

"Please forgive my poor old man for not recognizing you! I didn't recognize you earlier, please don't take offense! Please don't take offense!"

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Jiang Yantian's face and saw that the other party's expression was indifferent.

My heart was pounding with anxiety, so I quickly added something.

"Quickly! Your Majesty, Demon Emperor, take your seat! Leng Ning, what's wrong with you, child?"

"Hurry up and serve the Demon Emperor a seat and some tea! I want my treasured Ice Lotus Snow Essence, which is fifty thousand years old!"

Leng Ning stood aside, looking at her master, who was always as dignified as a mountain.

At this moment, he looked like a petty clerk trying to please his superior, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

The speed of changing his face is faster than turning pages of a book!

“She’s my wife…” Jiang Yantian said.

"Oh ho ho ho!" The Ice Soul Emperor nodded hurriedly and bowed to Leng Ning.

"Master, what are you doing..." Leng Ning was startled. Her master was bowing to her, which was contrary to the Heavenly Gang!

Ice Soul Emperor said with a serious expression, "What master? Just call me Little Ice... I'll go make some tea, I'll go make some tea!"

"Master, please don't do this, let me do it..." Leng Ning said, both amused and exasperated.

I never knew that Master could be like this.

As expected, the strong rule!

"No, no, no, please take a seat, I'll do it, let this old man do it!"

Jiang Yantian shook his head: "No need for that. Let Ning'er do it. I haven't had any tea brewed by her yet."

"Since you are Ning'er's master, it's best not to mess up the seniority!"

The Ice Soul Emperor can be considered one of the top beings among the Great Luo Immortals.

Unfortunately, I didn't understand it.

Otherwise, with the accumulation of countless years, once one steps into the Dao Ancestor realm, one would be absolutely formidable.

Since Jiang Yantian had already spoken, the Ice Soul Emperor naturally couldn't continue to insist.

He could only give an awkward laugh before walking up to Jiang Yantian.

Jiang Yantian did not sit at the top, but rather at the bottom.

"Sit down!" Jiang Yantian gestured instead.

He acted as if he were the host.

The Ice Soul Emperor, now an outsider, nodded nervously and slowly took his seat.

"Have you seen me before?" Jiang Yantian asked.

Ice Soul Emperor hurriedly nodded: "Reporting to Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, this old man has admired Your Majesty's appearance since ancient times."

"Back then, the old man had just established his foundation when the war to destroy the world began."

"Oh, so you didn't participate?" Jiang Yantian asked with a smile.

The Ice Soul Emperor showed no remorse: "I dare not, but it was during the war of annihilation that I picked up quite a few good things."

This is not just him bragging.

Back then, it really was a case of "the bold get rich, the timid starve," and "only those who dare to fight will win."

Others dare not go to the battlefield to seek opportunities, but he does.

Those cultivators who were slaughtered by demons had their bodies eaten, but they left behind many treasures and storage bags.

He picked it up.

Luckily, they found it quickly; those who went later couldn't find it.

The earth cracked open, and countless treasures fell into the abyss.

As time has passed, it is said that the ancient battlefield still exists.

It seems that it has now been developed into some kind of "tourist area" in the upper realm, and has been enclosed by a fairy named Xiao Yi.

There is a fee to enter the ancient ruins.

However, it was just a projection of the actual battlefield, and there weren't many good things there.

The yellow sand, the ruins, the abyss, the Black Sea—it's all fake.

If it were a true battlefield relic, accumulated over such a long time, the sheer deathly aura alone would deter even the most powerful immortals from entering.

Jiang Yantian wanted to laugh as he listened to him.

Sure enough, those without good fortune have to fight tooth and nail.

It's really tough for this old guy to get this far.

Fortunately, he wasn't positioned as a villain.

Otherwise, even with such strength, one would be rendered powerless if encountering a chosen one.

The two chatted while Leng Ning brewed tea.

Meanwhile, the Black Sea Dragon Palace was already making a move.

Black Sea, Dragon Palace.

On the coral-carved throne, Crown Prince Xuanqing wore a blue dragon robe, but his brows showed a hint of impatience.

He had just finished an in-depth negotiation with the merfolk.

Then I received another urging from Mei Ling.

Xuan Qing snorted coldly, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.

How could he not know Mei Ling's little tricks?

She's just using her marriage agreement to bully others on this frigid island.

If it weren't for the sake of the Ice Soul Emperor, the Lord of the Extreme Cold Island, and to maintain the relationship...

How could he tolerate such a stupid woman as his fiancée?

However, he may look down on Mei Ling, but Mei Ling is now his fiancée.

It's about the reputation of his Black Sea Dragon Palace!

If word gets out that those people injured Mei Ling and broke her teeth, wouldn't it mean that Xuan Qing couldn't even protect his own woman?

Isn't that a slap in the face to the Black Sea Dragon Palace?

"A bunch of reckless fools!"

Xuanqing suddenly crushed the luminous pearl, his eyes flashing with the ferocity unique to the dragon race.

He suddenly stood up, emanating a chilling dragon's might: "Issue my decree, Crown Prince!"

"Move three hundred elite Dragon Guards!"

"Order the two dragon generals to assemble immediately!"

"Bring the Sea Patrol Yaksha Battalion!"

"Prepare the Soul-Locking Chains!"

A series of commands came from his mouth, his voice cold and carrying an unquestionable authority!

The guard was startled.

Three hundred Dragon Guards! Two Dragon Generals! And the Sea Patrol Yaksha Battalion!

This lineup is practically the Fifth Prince's elite force.

They've all come out in full force; it seems the Fifth Prince is truly enraged!

"Fifth Prince, we really must do this for her..."

"It's not because of her!"

Xuan Qing interrupted sharply, his eyes filled with malice: "It's for the sake of the Black Sea Dragon Palace's reputation!"

"Anyone who dares to slap this Crown Prince's face will be taught a lesson that is worse than death!"

What he wants is not simple retaliation, but overwhelming deterrence!

Let everyone in the Eternal Icefield know the consequences of offending the Black Sea Dragon Palace!

He wanted everyone to see the grandeur of Prince Xuanqing and the terror of his Black Sea Dragon Palace!

"Tell the entire army to follow me to the Arctic Island!"

Xuanqing walked to the center of the Dragon Palace and looked at the churning, dark seawater outside.

A cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"I, the Crown Prince, will skin that bastard who dared to injure Mei Ling alive, tear him apart, and hang him at the entrance of the Dragon Palace as a warning to all!"

"Yes, sir!" The guard dared not delay and turned to leave in haste.

Soon, a deafening horn sounded from the Black Sea Dragon Palace!

Three hundred dragon guards clad in black armor gathered in the Dragon Palace Square.

Holding a long spear, his imposing presence was overwhelming.

Two dragon generals clad in scales stood before the battle, their auras powerful and their might as vast as the sea.

There were also five hundred patrolling sea demons, wielding bone forks, with ferocious faces and exuding a bloody aura.

The entire Black Sea Dragon Palace was shrouded in a somber atmosphere!

Crown Prince Xuanqing stood on the high platform, looking down at the massive, dark army below.

His eyes were filled with an arrogant sense of control.

"Don't touch anything on Arctic Island on this trip, just capture those guys."

"Roar!!!"

The dragon's roar shook the heavens, and the sea waves surged!