Chapter 57
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Chapter 57: The Most Beautiful Woman in the Southern Region
Inside the underground Ice and Snow Divine Palace, an eerie silence filled the air.
Even Yuan Tong, who had been rummaging through storage bags, froze in place.
Yuluan stared at the woman for a long moment before rushing over.
“She’s not dead? Are you sure she isn’t dead?” she asked anxiously.
“I can feel that she’s alive. I’ve been listening, and roughly every ten minutes, her heartbeat thumped once,” Zhang Yang replied.
Yuluan felt her heart race as excitement, tension, and worry mixed together.
Yuan Tong hurried back, his gaze fixed on the breathtakingly beautiful woman on the throne, his expression filled with nervous anticipation.
By now, Zhang Yang had little doubt about her identity. He could basically confirm that the woman frozen here in the Ice and Snow Divine Palace was indeed the legendary first beauty of the Southern Region from five hundred years ago.
“Should we try to save her?” Yuluan asked.
“Yes,” Zhang Yang said. “If she belongs to the Ice and Snow Divine Palace, then she’s likely on our side. And if she isn’t, I’m still not afraid.”
As a Level Seven of the Returning to Origin Realm, there was no one in the Vast Forest he feared.
Zhang Yang took out a small porcelain bottle filled with sacred life water.
Since becoming the Grand Respected of the Howling Wolf Palace, he had been granted three bottles of sacred life water, each containing hundreds of drops. As the Wolf King, he could use them freely.
The Howling Wolf Palace possessed a considerable amount of sacred life water, said to have been left behind by the palace master from five hundred years ago.
Zhang Yang carefully dripped a single drop onto the forehead of the beautiful woman sitting on the throne.
The sacred life water easily penetrated the ice, landing on her smooth forehead before seeping into her skin.
Yuluan and Yuan Tong held their breath, watching intently.
After a while, even they could hear her heartbeat, which had quickened from once every ten minutes to a steadily increasing rhythm.
“She’s really alive,” Yuluan whispered.
Zhang Yang’s instincts told him that this woman would still need some time to fully awaken.
Turning away, he began to inspect the other frozen figures, curious to see if any others were still alive.
He focused his Qi to enhance his hearing, carefully listening.
But no matter how hard he tried, he heard no other heartbeats.
“So only one person survived?”
“If they were merely frozen, it shouldn’t be like this,” he murmured to himself.
He moved closer to a pair of combatants, listening carefully, but still heard nothing.
After thinking for a moment, he activated Baxiang Power once again.
Baxiang Divine Fire spread over the two frozen warriors.
Before the Divine Fire, the thick ice melted rapidly.
Soon, Zhang Yang heard a faint heartbeat and thought to himself, As expected, these people are alive.
But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, the flicker of life he had just detected quickly faded, vanishing completely in the blink of an eye.
“Fool!”
A cold female voice, filled with authority and arrogance, echoed through the space.
Zhang Yang immediately turned to look.
He saw that the breathtakingly beautiful woman on the icy throne was still encased in ice, but her stunning eyes had opened, staring coldly at him.
“Who are you insulting? He’s the one who saved you!”
Yuluan instantly became furious. No one was allowed to insult Zhang Yang—except for her and Xue Feishuang. She stood protectively before him, like a lioness guarding her own.
“Preposterous!”
The beautiful woman’s angry shout rang out, and the surrounding ice shattered in an instant. With a wave of her hand, she struck toward Yuluan, ready to slap her.
But her hand froze in midair, and she murmured, “Returning to Origin Realm… Returning to Origin Realm… I truly employed the Great Dao Immortal Sealing Technique. The Cangmang Sacred Land has failed… it couldn’t withstand the combined attacks of over eighty percent of the major forces from the Southern Region.”
She looked utterly dejected.
But Yuluan was not so easily pacified.
“We saved you, and you dare to attack us!”
Finally, her fiery temper erupted. Yuluan raised her own hand to retaliate without hesitation.
She was never one to back down from a fight. On the contrary, she welcomed it. Boldness was her defining trait.
The breathtakingly beautiful woman’s phoenix eyes flashed with cold light, and she met Yuluan’s slap head-on.
Slap!
The two stunning women clashed palms.
Both were currently limited to Level Six of the Returning to Origin Realm, but Yuluan had enhanced her power using half a drop of saint’s blood, allowing her to unleash a full-force attack. Even so, she was no match. Her arm went numb, and she staggered back with a muffled grunt.
Zhang Yang was surprised. He had not expected this woman to possess such formidable strength.
And, of course, he was furious.
It didn’t matter who she was—if she dared to bully Yuluan, that was a death wish.
He unleashed the scorching Baxiang Divine Fire from his entire body and punched forward.
The breathtakingly beautiful woman was startled. With her high cultivation, she had keen insight and immediately recognized that Zhang Yang’s punch contained power exceeding the sixth or seventh level of the Touching Heaven Realm. More importantly, the Baxiang Divine Fire directly countered her icy energy.
She slapped the icy throne behind her, releasing a bone-chilling aura that formed a massive palm to block his attack.
Crack!
The icy palm shattered instantly.
The Baxiang Divine Fire burned away the icy energy surrounding the throne, threatening even its core. However, destroying it was impossible. The icy throne was a boundless artifact, its resistance astounding even when suppressed to the level of a spiritual weapon.
“How can you be so strong?” the beautiful woman asked in astonishment.
Under the suppression of her Great Dao Immortal Sealing Technique, she had not expected such terrifying power from him. What shocked her even more was that she could tell Zhang Yang had not even used his full strength.
“You are despicable,” Zhang Yang said coldly. “We saved you, and you dare to repay kindness with hostility.”
The beautiful woman’s expression turned icy again.
“You have some nerve! Do you even know who I am? I am Bing Yuyan, master of the Ice and Snow Divine Palace. How dare you behave so recklessly?”
“I don’t care who you are.” Zhang Yang raised his hand, fully prepared to slap her in return.
Even if you were the King of Heaven himself, if you bully Yuluan, I’ll knock you out.
Yuluan quickly grabbed his arm, stopping him. She looked at Bing Yuyan with wide eyes and said in surprise, “You’re Bing Yuyan? The first beauty of the Southern Region from five hundred years ago? The future saint most likely to achieve the Dao? You’re an idol to me and Sister!”
“And so what?” Zhang Yang muttered, thoroughly unimpressed by her self-righteousness.
What if she was the first beauty of the Southern Region?
What if she was the master of the Ice and Snow Divine Palace?
What did it matter that she was on the verge of becoming a saint?
The last time he encountered this kind of superiority complex, it had been from Mu Shaoyang, the Seventh Prince, and Qiu Lingshui. He found it equally detestable now.
“Go away!” Yuluan shoved Zhang Yang aside and ran up to Bing Yuyan. “He’s from a small place. Don’t mind him too much,” she said, then gazed at Bing Yuyan with pure admiration. “Wow… so beautiful!”
Bing Yuyan’s beauty truly exceeded ordinary standards.
She didn’t even seem human. If not for the vibrant life force radiating from her and the lively gleam in her phoenix eyes, one might have mistaken her for a flawless painting.
Her beauty felt almost unreal.
Although her pride and coldness might have left a bad impression on anyone else, somehow, they only added to her aura.
Even her smallest gestures radiated an enchanting charm capable of stealing hearts.
She was so beautiful that even someone with no sense of aesthetics would have been forced to acknowledge that she embodied the very essence of beauty.
As a great beauty herself, Yuluan stared in awe, feeling utterly inferior by comparison.
Yuan Tong remained silent, utterly stunned.
Only Zhang Yang, who had already glimpsed her through the ice earlier, managed to stay composed. More importantly, he loathed the arrogance of those who looked down on others and expected blind admiration. To him, no amount of beauty could make up for such an attitude.
“Thank you for saving me,” Bing Yuyan said softly, her icy demeanor finally starting to thaw.
It was unclear whether she was speaking to Zhang Yang or Yuluan, but her words brought obvious joy to Yuluan.
“You’re welcome! Of course! We’re all on the same side, right?” Yuluan said enthusiastically.
Bing Yuyan nodded slightly. “Are you also from the *Cangmang Sacred Land?”
[* 苍茫 cāngmáng means Vast, boundless, desolate, or endless expanse.]
