221: Emperor Huantian, Huantianying

He struck the Purple Illusion Gate in front of him, and with a 'shua!', the ethereal Purple Illusion Gate began to freeze over!

The cultivators who had just entered naturally saw the gate, but they did not act rashly.

Instead, they squatted to the side, preparing to see if they could pick up any scraps; at worst, they would enter after those two went in.

Deep within the enormous palace, a beautiful female soul, Huan Tianying, watched the scene relayed to her mind, her eyes filled with undisguised shock.

A man like Lin Lang could actually resist the charm of her Huan Tian Art, even though the power she could exert now was less than one percent of what it once was.

But it wasn't something a mere Po Yuan Realm cultivator could resist! She couldn't help but marvel at the powerful willpower of this man who resembled Lin Lang.

And then there was the successor she had chosen, who froze the teleportation gate she had set up with a single sword strike. What kind of monsters were these?

"Hehe, interesting. Then come on over."

A charming and pleasant voice echoed through the empty palace, but unfortunately, no one could hear it.

She had originally planned to separate Jiang Hanxi and Wang Feng into two different places, but now she decided to invite them both before her.

The female soul, Huan Tianying, began to slowly and with difficulty try to make herself appear more like a physical entity, though her essence remained that of a soul.

Unlike Jiang Hanxi, her aura seemed capable of switching between two modes: cold and aloof, or charming and delicate.

At this moment, she was reclining on the bed, lying on her side with her right hand supporting her head, her long, bare feet faintly visible through her robes.

Then, with a wave of her hand, the Purple Illusion Gate, which had been frozen on the other side, exploded with a 'bang!' before re-condensing.

Jiang Hanxi's eyes were filled with cold light, and she frowned slightly, raising her Cold Sword again, as if determined to cut down this gate until it no longer appeared.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's enough, that's enough. No need to waste spiritual power, let's just go around it."

Wang Feng quickly raised his hand to calm Jiang Hanxi's outwardly serene but inwardly increasingly angry mood.

"Mm."

Jiang Hanxi didn't argue with the gate either and allowed Wang Feng to lead her to the side.

As a result, the gate also moved, firmly blocking their path. Wang Feng would go around, and it would block again.

Go around, block, go around, block!

Finally, before Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi could lose their patience, the Purple Illusion Gate itself couldn't take it anymore and charged directly at the two of them.

With a 'swoosh!', their figures instantly vanished into it, disappearing. The other cultivators, seeing this, immediately followed suit.

Fortune favors the bold, they gambled!

Several cultivators jumped in directly, only to be thrown out by the Purple Illusion Gate as smiling corpses.

Good heavens!

At this point, no other cultivator dared to go near it. They could only choose one of the countless doors on the boundless walls.

...

Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi blinked their eyes open and found that the scenery had changed.

The walls here had no large doors and were not boundless.

Instead, it looked more like a bedroom, but this bedroom was as large as a palace, with many magnificent glazed ornaments, which were quite beautiful.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Hanxi's ice-blue cold eyes looked at the beautiful woman reclining on the bed in the distance, and she couldn't help but frown, her voice cold as she questioned her.

With just a glance, she could tell that this was merely a remnant soul resembling a human.

"Me?"

"I am the master of this secret realm, ha ha ha!"

By the end of her sentence, Huan Tianying, who was reclining on her side, laughed like a little fox spirit.

"Little Lin Lang, come here... let me see."

An extremely seductive voice rang out, and Huan Tianying's remnant soul, specially materialized into a human-like form, gently beckoned to Wang Feng.

"Uh... Wife, this thing was just trying to seduce your Husband."

Wang Feng pointed to the extremely beautiful woman in the distance whose beauty seemed on par with Jiang Hanxi's, yet somehow still felt inferior.

This one was probably the remnant soul of that Illusion Sky Emperor, who had mistaken him for her former Husband.

Jiang Hanxi said nothing, but her grip on the Cold Sword tightened. The atmosphere was tense, and a chill permeated her whole body.

Wang Feng, standing beside her, felt a shiver. If they were on Blue Star, there would be no need for air conditioning in the summer heat of June.

"I won't snatch your little Husband, I just want to see his appearance..."

Huan Tianying said, her eyes reddening slightly. She got off the bed and slowly walked barefoot towards Wang Feng, not touching the ground.

Jiang Hanxi, seeing this foxy woman, did not believe her. She raised the Cold Sword in her right hand and pointed it directly at the approaching figure.

"Stop, or I'll kill you."

Jiang Hanxi's voice was calm and incredibly cold, causing the remnant soul opposite her to pause.

She indeed possessed the strength to do so. If she wildly threw around top-grade Saint artifacts, this remnant soul would surely suffer.

If that still didn't kill it, she could directly summon the emperor corpse, but then the entire secret realm would collapse.

"I'll impart a Heaven-grade cultivation technique to you. How about you leave your little Husband with me?"

Huan Tianying didn't get angry upon hearing this. Her voice was full of temptation, and even her purplish-pink pupils began to emit a faint glow.

Jiang Hanxi slowly released Wang Feng's hand, an unknown emotion stirring in her eyes, as if she would agree in the next moment.

"Wife!"

Wang Feng called out, then rubbed Jiang Hanxi's pretty face, patting and pinching it, but he didn't seem worried at all.

If Jiang Hanxi could be misled by such a thing, then what did his and her nine lifetimes of entanglement count for?

Do not! Underestimate! Their nine lifetimes! Of! Entanglement!

Swoosh!

A Cold Sword qi brushed past Wang Feng, followed by a cold figure that charged directly at the remnant soul.

"Hehe..."

Huan Tianying couldn't help but chuckle softly, with a hint of self-mockery.

Although her cultivation and power were poor now, she hadn't expected to be unable to even confuse two Po Yuan Realm cultivators.

The moment Jiang Hanxi's Cold Sword was about to pierce Huan Tianying, with a 'swoosh!', both of them vanished simultaneously.

Only a bewildered Wang Feng was left behind, his expression gradually filling with anger. They had taken her away right in front of him!?

Wang Feng's mind stirred, and he instantly had a clear sense of Jiang Hanxi's location. This was the effect of the red string he had given her.

...

In a void-like transfer channel, Jiang Hanxi held her sword, coldly glaring at the woman opposite her, who was coolly arrogant yet subtly charming.

The scene of two such fairy-like figures was extremely pleasing to the eye, but no one in this void could see it.

Jiang Hanxi looked at the person opposite her. This remnant soul gave her a very strange feeling.

The remnant soul now, compared to before, when it wasn't speaking, was as coldly aloof as Jiang Hanxi's master from tens of thousands of years ago.

Yet, it seemed as if she were alive, but also as if she had long since died, with only her consciousness supporting her from dissipating.

"What do you want to say?"

Jiang Hanxi saw that she had no ill intent and immediately knew she had something to say.

"Be my successor, and pass down this cultivation technique of mine, and... I can help you and your little Husband open up to each other~"

Huan Tianying's other, clear and cold voice was extremely different from Jiang Hanxi's.

Because every word she spoke seemed to be capable of charming people, and at the end, she even drew out her words, making them incredibly alluring.

"Why would I need your cultivation technique?"

"Besides... my Husband and I have a very good relationship, why would we need you to interfere?"