The magnificent temple appeared, burp!

Seeing Ikook being so long-winded, General Ilit became a little impatient and pushed Ikook aside to get to the point: "Here's the thing, two thousand years ago, a god saved our tribe."

"Oh," Yuanhui couldn't help but be amazed by this family, "Your family has existed for so long in this land, so that's how it is."

"Hehe, little brother misunderstood me," General slowly took out the genealogy and said, "Our family was originally called..."

"What?" Yuanhui perked up his ears to hear the next words of the old general.

"Called the ancient Frost Horse tribe," General Ilit said, referring to the Frost Horse among the twelve ancient divine beasts!

"Frost Horse?" Yuanhui and the Immortal in the spatial bracelet almost simultaneously mentioned this ancient family that witnessed the Great Demon War on the continent.

"Snap," General shattered a wine glass with his palm, sighing, "Alas, our clan's divine lineage has long been gone, as no strong immortals appeared in our Frost Horse clan since before the Great Demon War! And our clan's ancient family head left behind a blueprint before passing away."

With that, the General took out a scroll with a Frost Horse adorned with ice-blue wings on it.

"Alas, no one in our clan has been able to decipher this blueprint for a hundred years, as some believe it may be related to our clan's bloodlines!"

The General sighed and mourned the tragic fate of his people.

Yuanhui naturally couldn't make sense of it, but the Immortal was familiar with the scroll, perhaps suggesting that the celestial horse depicted was not its real meaning.

"Report!"

A soldier in armor rushed in, covered in injuries.

"You...what's happening?" Ikook helped up the wounded soldier, "Commander, the...the Holy Army is breaking in!"

The Holy Army? Impossible, "What? We have no grudges with the Holy Army in the past, why would they want to massacre us?"

Ikook smashed the dining table in anger, stood up suddenly, ready for battle.

Suddenly, Ikook turned to Yuanhui at the door and instructed, "That young man, as the head of the clan, I cannot leave my post, after all, living and dying with the tribe is my responsibility."

"What do you mean?"

"I really beg you, take my daughter away! Tell him I agree."

With that, Ikook went out to the outer city, and the General handed a letter to the Moon Dragon.

In fact, they both knew that the Holy Army was here for the ruins, so today they are likely to be in grave danger!

At the south gate of Snow City, the Holy Army encountered the I Family's self-defense force, the disparity in strength made it impossible for the I Family's soldiers to escape their fate of being completely wiped out.

Ikook led over three hundred elite warriors from the I Family to face the Royal Cavalry of Godrealm!

"Who goes there? Identify yourselves!" Ikook shouted at the leader of the team.

"Hey! I say...you guys really are a bunch of barbarians, don't you understand elegance?"

A long-haired man in golden armor slowly walked up to Ikook, disdainfully saying, "Barbarians from the mountains, you won't understand!"

A faint green star power spread out, making Ikook, who was originally confident, suddenly pale. He pointed shakily at the man and said, "You...you are Wu...Duan Tian?!"

"Oh my, young lady, where are you?" Yuanhui searched for Nel who had gone missing in the north city.

Beneath them, he saw the northernmost part of Snow City, where a woman sat alone atop a deep ravine, gazing across the cliff to the endless snowfield beyond.

Snowflakes began to drift down from the sky, and Yuanhui caught one, realizing it was as clear and brilliant as a diamond. However, he couldn't afford to admire the beautiful snow scene at that moment.

"Hey! Neil, hurry!" He grabbed Neil's arm and pulled him towards the exit.

"Has my father agreed?" Neil quickly asked, but as Yuanhui lowered his head and pointed towards the South City, with the North City perched on the mountains, the situation in the South City became clear.

"What's going on?"

Neil's legs gave way, and he sat on the ground, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Sob, is it really safer at home?" Neil kept repeating his father's words, realizing how cruel and unforgiving the world could be.

"Hurry, Neil," Yuanhui tried to help Neil up when a hunched old man appeared, stepping on nothingness, heading straight above the North City.

"Be careful, disciple, this person's strength is at least at the peak level of the Boundaryless!!!" The elderly immortal shouted anxiously at Yuanhui.

"Master, you mean he's Boundaryless?" Watching the old man smiling gently as he slowly approached, getting closer to Yuanhui and Neil!

The North City gradually became a scene of heavy snowfall, with snowflakes swirling everywhere, and there were no longer any members of the Yi family in Snow City.

The old man almost forced Yuanhui and Neil to the edge of the cliff and threatened, "Tell me the location of the temple's ruins, or this old man will leave you with nothing but ashes, isn't that so? Neil, the next head of the Yi family!"

As he spoke, the smile on his face slowly twisted and became extremely sinister.

Just then, at the far end of the cliff on the other side, a temple appeared, stunning the old man, Yuanhui, and Neil. The magnificent palace mesmerized the three of them.

"Haha, Frost Horse God's treasure is mine, haha, all mine!"

The old man laughed maniacally, soaring towards the direction of the palace as if ascending to heaven, while Yuanhui and Neil fell off the cliff due to the pressure exerted by the transforming immortal's strength.

"Teacher, are Neil and I really done for?" Finding himself floating in the air with his eyes wide open, Yuanhui was surprised to see a faint light rising from the bottom of the cliff, reflecting off the snowflakes, creating a vision that seemed to be hidden in the depths and would only be visible during the Frost Days!

"Is that so?" Yuanhui said to Neil, who fell off the cliff with him, "I understand now, the so-called temple is right at the bottom of this cliff!"

"The temple? Here?"

"Mm, the temple is beneath this abyss?"

The savior Without-boundaries made a grand entrance, grabbing Yuanhui plummeting at extreme speed with one hand and Neil, who had fainted, with the other.

There seemed to be an ancient aura beneath the abyss, and Without-boundaries held the bodies of both slowly descending.

"Hey, kid, close your eyes!"

Before Yuanhui could react, Without-boundaries swooped down to the bottom of the abyss at an extreme speed, his face turning pale.

"Wow wow wow...Master...please stop, I can't take it anymore!"

Yuanhui quickly asked his master to stop, but Without-boundaries was not willing to delay: "Hey, kid, this abyss is not just ten thousand zhang deep, trying to descend slowly will take a week."

The three of them moved so fast that the black rocks around them seemed to turn into flat walls with no cracks!

"Hey, stop, we are flesh and blood, continuing like this will only end up in ruins!"

"Hmph!" Wu Xian swapped the positions of his head and feet, fiercely stepping on the edge of the cliff, instantly shattering the space below!

The shattered space formed a huge substantial object, firmly stepped on by Wu Xian.

"Ugh!"

As Yuanhui vomited, he rubbed his dizzy head.

Looking at the overgrown weeds and the absence of a palace at the bottom of the cliff, he sighed in disappointment.

Looking up, at the top of the cliff, there was only a long and endless white line, while at the bottom of the cliff, the only light was the dim yellow glow emitted by the land.

Wu Xian held his chin with one hand, carefully examining the geology here.

He harshly poked his index finger at the brown "earth", pulling out a small piece.

"Hehe, so that's it."

Wu Xian called Yuanhui over and pointed to the "earth" in his hand, saying, "Silly disciple, this is a large chunk of brown gemstone!"

"What?" Yuanhui squatted down, tapping the ground with his right hand, indeed feeling a hard touch.

"Although this gemstone is solid," Yuanhui stared back at Wu Xian with a strange look.

"You brat, the power I've recovered now is enough to match peak boundary-level experts."

Wu Xian tapped the huge gemstone, shook his head in disbelief, and then disappeared into Yuanhui's bracelet.

"No, don't go..."

"Hey, master," Yuanhui picked up the bracelet and smashed it on the floor made of gemstones, "How can I activate the temple on my own? Hey, come out!"

"Hey, how did we end up in this place?"

Awakening, Neil watched the helpless Moon Dragon scolding her bracelet. If it weren't for her current situation of being homeless and losing everything, she would have surely laughed joyfully.

But now, she was overwhelmed by reality, her eyes empty and unfocused.

Just as Yuanhui, exhausted with his sweat-drenched hair sticking together, a deep blue light shot out from Neil's body and hit the ground above.

The seemingly indestructible ground began to sink. When they descended about ten meters, the yellow gemstones above their heads merged again and turned back into ordinary soil.

"The descent is getting faster!" The platform seemed to be endlessly descending, until finally, Yuanhui and Neil's yellow gemstones under their feet suddenly turned black, becoming a black hole that sucked them in.

"Ugh, another mid-air descent," Yuanhui rubbed the lump on his head, complaining.

"Ah...!" Another scream, as Neil fell behind and landed on top of him.

"Ouch, that hurts, hmm?"

Neil realized he wasn't hurt at all. Seeing Yuanhui passed out beneath him, Neil quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

From the overgrown grass, Neil took out the first aid kit he always carried with him and gave Yuanhui's head a proper bandage.

"Uh, why do you carry this thing with you?" Although he understood the safety measure, it was quite excessive to carry such a large first aid kit!

"Sigh," Neil muttered to himself, "Dad is always like this, afraid I'll get hurt anywhere, carrying a physician's emergency kit with me twelve hours a day."

As Nell spoke, tears streamed down her face like peas, and the bandage in her hand slipped to the ground.

"Sob... no one will be there to nag me anymore in the future, won't be able to..." Nell's voice choked up even more. "Why? Why?"

Under the blow of genocide, she became particularly agitated, roaring to the heavens: "Ah...! Damn Godrealm, I, Inell, won't rest until I see your end!"

"Child, do you want the power of revenge?"

In this world filled with ashes, amidst an endless expanse of white mist, a voice drifted into the girl's ears.

"Is this... the Frost-Horse God?" In the dark altar, the immortal seated in meditation slowly opened his tightly shut eyes and muttered to himself, "My brother, have you been overtaken by the dark side? The Black-Horse Lo God!"