Dominating Martial King-Chapter 1571 - 536: Heavenly List 21?

——The hidden dragon has awakened, a roar that shakes a thousand mountains!

"It is most likely him."

God of Seven Killings let out a cold laugh: "For a moment, I was off guard, and this Yin Yang Unity unexpectedly advanced to such an extent without a sound."

The Star Lord Zhuanlun, however, felt his scalp tingle, and a trace of fear arose in his heart.

The hidden dragon had already pushed the Yin Yang Unity plan to this stage and would undoubtedly strive with all its might to complete it.

The true body of that dragon was hidden in the Mortal World, with strength close to the high-ranking Eternal. Once its true form descends, he, the Star Lord Zhuanlun, would be doomed without doubt!

As for the God of Seven Killings, his combat power was less than one-tenth, and it was just the Divine Splitting avatar, utterly unreliable.

"Since I already know, how can I let him have his way?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

God of Seven Killings folded both hands inside his sleeves, eyes filled with expectation: "Rest assured, we only intend to disrupt his plot, not engage in a frontal battle with his true body. Moreover, the All Heavens Star Monarch will definitely not stand idly by. Besides, at this point, can you still leave, Star Lord Zhuanlun?"

The mouth of Star Lord Zhuanlun couldn’t help but feel bitter; he knew he couldn’t escape.

That would undoubtedly be cutting oneself off from the Forest of the Gods.

The corners of God of Seven Killings’ lips subtly lifted: "Didn’t you want me to make a move to eliminate that human, the Infinite Blade Lord? Once the issue of Yin Yang Unity is settled, I will go and see him."

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Chu Xisheng was unaware that two mighty divine beings were lurking not far away.

He stood a thousand miles outside Ice City, gazing deeply at the large-scale floating Ice City ahead and the four surrounding suburbs.

"Master?"

Mad Sword Feng San looked at Chu Xisheng with doubtful eyes: "Master’s aura is cold and severe, with an intense kill intent. Is there something abnormal within Ice City?"

By this time, it had already been an hour since the incident occurred.

The reaction of Extreme East Ice City was considered relatively swift.

After Wen Zhiyi took action, a large number of imperial guards and high-ranking Martial Cultivators were dispatched from the city, searching and sweeping in all directions.

From their position, it was visible in every direction that well-armored Ice City Soldiers in excellent gear were conducting a full search.

The inside of Extreme East Ice City was also being thoroughly investigated and tidied, occasionally emitting violent shocks.

One would think that Chu Xisheng could be at ease.

Yet, he continued to stand outside Ice City, peering in, filled with an ever-growing kill intent.

Upon hearing this, Chu Xisheng smiled faintly: "I was just lamenting; it seems I’ve lived my life rather unsuccessfully, with enemies everywhere."

He pointed towards the inside of Extreme East Ice City: "Within, about one in twenty harbor enmity towards me, and among them, ten percent bear killing intent."

Mad Sword Feng San couldn’t help but squint his eyes.

Extreme East Ice City had a population of about 15 million, scattered across major suburbs and sub-cities.

While their army fought outside, most suburbs and sub-cities were used for local suppression.

Currently, within Ice City, aside from 900,000 imperial guards protecting the main city, there were approximately three million women, children, elders, and craftsmen.

A one in twenty ratio already seemed quite exaggerated.

Considering the speed of information dissemination, many within Ice City probably weren’t aware of Chu Xisheng’s arrival.

He mused: "It seems there are many within Ice City who are unwilling to see Master getting close to Lord Wen."

Chu Xisheng could not help appearing a bit resigned.

He knew that those harboring enmity were mostly remnants of the Sea Suppressing Country.

If it were him, watching his city lord fall into another’s arms, he too would feel dissatisfaction.

The problem was, this made it difficult to discern who inside Ice City were really the skilled infiltrators from the court.

"Enough!"

Chu Xisheng cast his eyes afar, ultimately choosing a relatively high mountain within a thousand-mile radius and flew there into the sky.

With a wave of his hand, he sliced a large green stone from the mountaintop and sat cross-legged on it.

"We’ll wait here then."

Wind San chuckled, standing behind Chu Xisheng: "It seems Master is still unable to put down Lord Wen?"

He thought Chu Xisheng was being a bit too cautious.

How could anyone worry about someone like Wen Zhiyi?

She was a Near-God existence who led the remnants of the Sea Suppressing Country to conquer the entire He Status, a peerless hero, needing no concern from others.

Chu Xisheng half-closed his eyes, letting out a sigh: "Under other circumstances, I wouldn’t worry. The problem is, within Ice City, many have already become disloyal to her. I can’t rest easy until I personally see the Great Ice Ceremony conclude here."

Wind San paused slightly, then nodded subtly: "That makes sense. Most times, a knife from one’s own people is the hardest to defend against!"

Standing on Chu Xisheng’s shoulder, Bai Xiaozhao shivered.

She felt as though Wind San was subtly criticizing her.

"Gulp!"

Bai Xiaozhao thought to herself that perhaps she should pause writing her diary for now.

"Could the Daning Court’s plot really be as simple as just causing trouble and chaos in Ice City, just to destroy Ice City’s Floating Array? It sounds reasonable, for if Ice City collapses, the people inside would likely suffer catastrophic casualties."

However, Extreme East Ice City has stood in He Status for over eight hundred years, with its core array well-defended. What gives them the confidence to sabotage Ice City’s Floating Array right under Wen Zhiyi’s nose?"

Chu Xisheng coldly laughed: "Just watch and wait; when their plan is fully revealed, the truth will be apparent."

Just as he finished speaking, a snow-white figure flew in from the southern direction.

She was a woman in her thirties, with a face somewhat resembling Wen Zhiyi, her features delicate, her demeanor as cold as ice.

This was none other than Chu Xisheng’s acquaintance—Zhangsun Ruoli.