A sword shadow tore through the sky.
*Shhhring —*
In the next instant, a head flew.
Fuersi’s body slowly collapsed to his knees.
And then… blood erupted from his severed neck!
The blood splattered in the cold wind, gradually turning into crimson frost and bloody snow. It caused everyone present to feel a bone-chilling cold!
The sacred and inviolable Ancestral Road was now stained with blood.
The young girl stood amidst the red mist, looking like a demon walking out from the deepest depths of hell.
Who exactly was that girl!
How did she dare!
The Shadow Moon Hall Master’s expression had turned gloomier than ever.
The First Prince, who had a cold sneer on his face just a second ago, now had a twitching expression of extreme pain. When he looked at Lu Mo, his eyes were filled with ultimate hatred.
No one could have imagined that such a situation would occur on the day of the coronation!
No one could have imagined that a girl would actually dare to kill the new emperor of the Frostspeak Imperial Family!
“The new emperor is dead… but why hasn’t the Ancestral Gate fallen silent?” someone spoke up.
The powerful figures turned their gazes toward the giant gate in the distance. Following Fuersi’s death, the Ancestral Gate had not closed. Instead, it was opening further, radiating the power of the Frostspeak Bloodline.
“What is happening?”
“Could there be something wrong with Fuersi’s bloodline as well?”
At this moment, the many figures on the high platform burst into a flurry of discussion.
“You dare kill my son… you dare kill my son… I will cut you into ten thousand pieces!” Faxon suddenly let out a roar. He lunged to his feet and took a step forward, galloping toward the Ancestral Road.
Behind him followed his personal guards and death soldiers.
The Shadow Moon Hall Master also stood up without a word, vanishing from his spot along with several other elders.
Multiple figures all charged toward Lu Mo!
***
Meanwhile, in the palace before the Ancestral Gate.
“Your Highness!” the old man suddenly shrieked, his voice filled with disbelief.
Immediately after, another whistling sound of wind came as a sword pierced through the air with overwhelming power.
The sword carried the aura of darkness and blood.
Yet… it was something Elia missed so dearly.
Elia snapped her eyes open.
She saw the panicked crowd in the hall.
She saw the sword blade tearing through the space in front of her.
She saw Lu Mo stepping out of the shattered space, bringing a world of darkness with her.
She also saw… that gentle and clear spark of light in the depths of Lu Mo’s eyes.
It was a beam of light that had fallen into her dark world.
Lu Mo stepped into the palace.
“Do you know what you have do —” The old man immediately spoke out in fury, preparing to unleash his power to kill Lu Mo.
But Lu Mo was faster.
From the moment she entered the forbidden zone, she had already activated her Blood Moon.
Several Dark Void Veins suddenly sprouted from behind her, piercing through the old man’s four limbs and chest in the next instant.
Lu Mo swung her sword at the old man. With a shrill scream, his body was torn apart diagonally.
The old man had fallen!
He was the person with the highest cultivation in this palace.
Seeing that their backbone was dead, the remaining few people lost their composure and were wiped out by Lu Mo in the next instant.
Lu Mo slashed her sword at the Frostspeak Pillar, and the chains binding Elia snapped all at once.
Elia was about to fall, but she was quickly caught.
“Sorry for making you wait so long,” Lu Mo said with a faint smile.
Elia looked at Lu Mo. Suddenly, a happy smile appeared on her pale little face.
She didn’t speak. She simply hugged Lu Mo tightly and buried her head deep into Lu Mo’s chest.
“We… are leaving this place,” Lu Mo said.
“Mhm,” Elia responded softly.
Lu Mo stepped forward again.
At that moment, she began running toward the palace ahead, toward the Ancestral Gate at the end of the road.
They had no path of retreat.
Their only hope lay within the Ancestral Gate.
Elia hugged Lu Mo tightly.
It was the explosion of longing after a long separation.
It was the sudden peace of mind after being tense for so long.
Every time she encountered danger, Lu Mo would always appear to lead her out of peril.
Every time she was sad and helpless, Lu Mo would always appear to disperse the ice in her heart with warmth.
‘It’s so good… Sister Lu Mo is still alive.’
The two of them could still embrace each other tightly at this moment.
Many happy memories flashed through her mind.
Lu Mo had tirelessly taught her swordplay, no matter how clumsy she was.
Lu Mo had given her treasures and cultivation resources, no matter how much of a failure she seemed to be.
They had spent a perfect day in Binglan City. She had squinted and smiled at Lu Mo on the bell tower at dusk, her confession masked by the distant sound of the bell.
They had embraced each other in the never-ending rain. Even though they were soaked to the bone and their hands and feet were cold, they could still feel the heat and pulse of each other’s heartbeats.
They continued to run forward.
They left everything behind — the First Imperial Family, the Shadow Moon Hall, and everyone who plotted to kill them.
It was just like when Lu Mo had led her to escape the long night of blood and fire years ago.
She felt very happy.
She felt like the happiest girl in the world.
*Thwip —*
In the next instant, a pitch-black arrow whistled past her ear.
Elia jerked her head up and saw that the danger behind them was closing in.
Even though Lu Mo was doing her best to move forward, existences like Faxon and the Shadow Moon Hall Master were simply too much stronger than them.
Frost and darkness transformed into dense black clouds, rapidly gathering over their heads.
Lu Mo killed the enemies appearing in the halls ahead while dodging the attacks from behind.
‘This won’t do… This time, I must help Sister Lu Mo…’
Thinking this, Elia pushed her talent to its limits once again.
At that moment, she was surprised to find that she seemed to be able to faintly control the Frostspeak power flowing out from the Ancestral Gate!
Without hesitation, she commanded the Frostspeak power to clash against the black clouds above.
“This is —”
Very quickly, the black clouds above actually began to slow down.
The Frostspeak power whistled forth, ancient and vigorous. Even the Shadow Moon Hall Master felt a stinging pain as frost began to cover his skin.
He had to divert a portion of his power for defense.
Faxon was undoubtedly the most miserable.
He suffered an extremely intense suppression, nearly falling from the sky.
“What terrifying suppression…” Faxon muttered. “Damn it… looking at this, is she really going to…”
“What terrifying power,” the Shadow Moon Hall Master also commented. He looked at the Ancestral Gate with a profound gaze. “I am becoming more and more curious about what exactly is hidden inside the Ancestral Gate.”
The two girls finally broke through the last palace.
The Ancestral Gate was right before their eyes.
Outside the gate, the wind and snow filled the sky. Those without the Frostspeak Bloodline would find it difficult to even get close.
However, that ancient gate was only open by a tiny crack. A normal person would be unable to enter.
“Elia,” Lu Mo spoke.
“Mhm?” Elia looked up.
“Can you continue to awaken your bloodline and resonate with the Ancestral Gate?” Lu Mo asked.
“I… I can try.” Elia gritted her teeth and replied.
Coming back to her senses from her brief moment of happiness, she understood that the Ancestral Gate was their final chance.
Lu Mo gently set Elia down and handed her the ancestral token that Fuersi had been holding earlier.
After receiving the token, Elia quickly began her attempt to resonate with the gate.
An ice-blue light began to radiate from her body, the token, and the Ancestral Gate.
“Ngh…”
In the process of resonating with the gate, she seemed to find it difficult to control the external Frostspeak power.
The Frostspeak power that had been surging toward the Shadow Moon Hall Master and the others began to scatter, and the black clouds accelerated their approach.
“Elia, don’t worry about controlling the Frostspeak power. Just focus on sensing it and resonating,” Lu Mo said.
“But… if I do that…”
Elia was about to continue when Lu Mo patted her head.
“Leave everything behind us to me,” Lu Mo said with a smile. “Just like before.”
“And you, just keep running forward. Elia, go forward and don’t look back!”
Elia wanted to say something more.
But just like before, facing such a gentle Lu Mo, she was unable to refuse.
This was their only chance to turn the tide.
She believed in Lu Mo.
Just as Lu Mo believed in her.
She would open the Ancestral Gate.
And Sister Lu Mo would be able to hold on until then.
They would definitely survive.
‘Elia, you can do this,’ Elia told herself. ‘I just need to… open one corner, just enough to pass through.’
Step by step, she drew closer to the Ancestral Gate.
She continuously called out to the bloodline within her body.
In the next instant, her pupils changed as she fell into an incredibly wondrous state.
As Elia moved forward one step at a time, her figure gradually blurred into the wind and snow.
Meanwhile, Lu Mo turned around.
She stood alone against the heavy black clouds.
There was the Shadow Moon Hall Master, the elders, the prince, the guards, and the death soldiers.
The pressure surged toward her, and the surrounding space seemed to twist and tear.
Compared to the black clouds, the girl was simply too insignificant.
It seemed like a certain death trap.
Yet, Lu Mo continued to walk forward calmly. Facing the oppressive black clouds, she raised the sword in her hand.
Though ten thousand stood against her, she would go alone.