### Chapter 8: Demon Empress Frost North Snow (8)
In the vast underground palace, black flags fluttered all around.
Just as the Great Palace Master’s electric sword was about to completely engulf her, she finally felt the real usefulness of the flags.
It was like having a clone; even when she teleported to dodge the Great Palace Master for a moment, a flag that shot up from the nearby wall swiftly sliced across the Great Palace Master’s neck.
Although the Great Palace Master managed to change her shape just in time, the sharp tip of the flag still left a long cut.
The ripped skin quickly healed under a recovery spell, but clearly, the Great Palace Master, who thought victory was in her grasp, finally reined in her overly friendly smile.
“Not bad, I underestimated you.
I really didn’t expect this temple to be your lair.
It seems I didn’t k*ll the wrong person a hundred years ago!
And today, I will still scatter your soul!”
With both hands raised, the Great Palace Master shouted, and a massive spinning light wheel appeared beneath her, lifting her into the air.
The nearby black snow, which fluttered in the wind, disintegrated into tiny particles under her expanding aura, ultimately vanishing without a trace.
Black snow had never encountered such a situation before.
The usually aloof Lin Nan wouldn’t let her swagger continue either; she flipped and leapt into the air as well.
“Illusory Sea!”
A tornado wrapped in countless black snow barreled toward the Great Palace Master.
“Boom!”
A deafening explosion echoed, and the tornado dissipated into nothingness. The Great Palace Master was unharmed, but the spinning light wheel beneath her dimmed slightly.
Lin Nan guessed it was some kind of magical artifact, but its effects were still unknown.
Countless staggering zombies clawed their way through the stone bricks, bursting out from the ground, and one shrieked as it lunged toward the Great Palace Master.
At the same time, more and more black flags began falling under Lin Nan’s control.
“Breakthrough Electric Sword!”
With the shout from the Great Palace Master, an electric light, resembling a huge iron net, suddenly appeared from the sky, crashing onto the ground and slicing those zombies that had just emerged into repugnant chunks of meat.
Even some rare undead knights couldn’t escape the electric sword’s fierce attack, and they were sliced into bits along with their skeleton horses.
But what the Great Palace Master didn’t expect was that those flying black flags maneuvered through the electric net like a school of fish, aiming directly at her core.
In that instant, the light wheel beneath her exploded with white light, wrapping her completely inside. Any black flag that touched the light burned up like it had fallen into lava.
The light wheel was clearly a defensive magical artifact.
Lin Nan felt a surge of confidence, but her movements showed no signs of slowing down.
Even though the Great Palace Master displayed her impressive power, Lin Nan, who excelled at ranged attacks, was just waiting to dish out the pain.
As long as the Cold Value was maintained, the hard black snow would be limitless; you could defend for a moment, but how long could you hold out?
The only thing that made Lin Nan uneasy now was the ticking clock.
Thirty minutes didn’t seem long or short.
What if that light wheel could indeed keep the Great Palace Master safe for half an hour?
Then she would have no way of stopping the Great Palace Master’s slaughter.
She had to ramp up her attacks.
The density of the black snow grew, even carving gouges into the surface of the underground palace.
Everyone except the Great Palace Master was huddled inside the main hall.
The moment they stepped outside, they would be turned into nothing but shredded meat by the black snow.
Meanwhile, inside Ling You Palace.
The male character was awkwardly twisting his head, trying to reach the wine gourd hanging on Luo Ying’s waist.
Hard work pays off, and just as he felt like his neck was about to snap, his oblivious body finally collapsed onto Luo Ying’s thigh.
Luo Ying’s heart raced, but how could she make a sound at this moment? This was a rare opportunity they’d worked hard to find!
Fatty and White Peach were diligently trying to block any prying eyes from Ren Dan and others with their bodies.
Luckily, the battle outside was intense enough that no one noticed their little antics.
The male character opened his mouth, biting the cork of the wine gourd, desperately trying to pull it out.
The gourd swayed on her waist, having only a sip left because Luo Ying had been resisting the temptation to drink it for the sake of enjoying its aroma.
Little did she know, it was about to come in handy.
“Hey, if you pull out the cork, how will I drink it?” Luo Ying suddenly realized they had failed to plan this part.
The male character was also stuck.
His original idea had been to use his head to tip the gourd toward Luo Ying’s mouth, but remembering the cork was in the way, he subconsciously thought to remove it first.
Disaster struck when the cork loosened, and the gourd was tilted downward.
Watching that last precious drop of wine slide down the bottle, he had no choice but to open his mouth and catch it.
Luo Ying, “…”
Male character, “…”
“Illusory Sea!”
This time, a black snowstorm as fierce as a tidal wave charged toward the Great Palace Master, like a huge black beast ready to swallow the glowing enemy whole.
“Boom!”
The explosive sound reverberated again.
As countless black snowflakes flew in all directions, the light wheel flickered dimly under the oppressive dark.
Just when Lin Nan thought everything was about to wrap up, a figure suddenly cut through the black snow, and the electric sword shot toward her heart like lightning.
In that critical moment, Lin Nan’s long-practiced radish-slicing sword technique finally came into play. Her sword intent didn’t even need to pass through her brain; the Black Wind Sword swiftly shot up, its tip barely meeting the lightning.
In an instant, with a twist of her wrist, she counter-attacked while blocking the enemy’s strike; the inky blade stabbed straight at the swishing white dress of the Great Palace Master.
In just one move, the two figures, one black and one white, brushed past each other in mid-air and suspended for a moment.
But not long after, the black figure plummeted first from the air.
The cold wind stopped, and the gently falling black snow instantly disappeared.
The underground palace returned to its original cold and dry state.
Inside the main hall, Ren Dan and the others brandished their weapons and rushed outside, excitedly shouting.
“The Great Palace Master won!”
“I knew that demoness was no match for the Great Palace Master!”
“Thank goodness we had the prince with us, heaven bless us!”
But the expressions of Fatty and the others in the hall were ashen; they never expected things would end up this way.
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