Invincible Soul Emperor

What a pity, I didn’t get to watch Xue Zhao be sucked in just like that.

But even if Xue Zhao didn’t go in, this massive Energy still wouldn’t let her off easy!

"Move!" Xue Wei barked an order, leading his subordinates away at once.

Xue Feng led his people and quickly found the location of the vortex.

Seeing Xue Zhao struggling nonstop, Xue Feng was horrified and hurriedly shouted:

"Elders, hurry and save the young lady!"

Xue Feng and the Elders moved at once, forming a circle and enclosing the vortex and Xue Zhao in the center.

Each Elder pressed their hands together, chanting a Spell as the Spiritual Power within their bodies poured continuously into Xue Feng.

"Combine our casting and suppress the vortex!" Xue Feng roared, his voice filled with authority and resolve.

Xue Feng struck first, his hands forming a complex Seal Formula. Spiritual Power surged out from within him, condensing into a powerful blue beam that shot straight at the white vortex.

The blue beam collided with the vortex, letting out a deafening boom as the air around them instantly turned frigid, cold qi spreading everywhere.

The other Elders also unleashed their own Spells one after another, forming rays of light that converged into Xue Feng’s blue beam.

Under the combined force of everyone, the beam grew ever stronger, gradually forming a gigantic energy barrier that wrapped around the white vortex.

The vortex’s suction remained fierce, constantly tearing at the surrounding space, but under the combined suppression of Xue Feng and the Elders, its rotation slowly slowed and the pull began to weaken.

Xue Zhao felt the pressure around her gradually ease, and her vision slowly grew blurry.

"Hold on, everyone, push a little more!" Xue Feng gritted his teeth, his forehead beaded with sweat, his eyes shining with firm resolve.

The Elders all nodded and intensified the output of their Spiritual Power. The beam grew brighter and brighter, and the energy barrier gradually stabilized, firmly pinning down the vortex’s power.

As time passed, the vortex’s spinning grew slower and slower, and its suction gradually faded.

Just as the vortex was about to completely dissipate, Xue Zhao’s body suddenly went limp and fell backward.

Xue Feng rushed forward to catch her, but he felt that Xue Zhao’s body had already gone cold, her breathing faint.

"Xue Zhao!" Xue Feng called out anxiously, his voice filled with sharp worry and panic.

An Elder beside him hurried up, reaching out to check Xue Zhao’s pulse. His brows knit tightly. "Her Spiritual Power is overdrawn. She’s already fallen into a coma."

Xue Feng looked at the dispersing white vortex; only Xue Zhao had been pulled out. Ye Qingchen’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

A vague guess surfaced in his heart. He knew Ye Qingchen was likely already swallowed into the depths of the vortex, no one knew where to.

But with Xue Zhao unconscious and the situation critical, he could only deal with the immediate crisis first.

"Elders, we’ll take Xue Zhao away from here first," Xue Feng said in a low voice.

The Elders all nodded. They knew staying here now was pointless; they had to save Xue Zhao first, then consider how to bring Ye Qingchen back.

Xue Feng carefully lifted Xue Zhao into his arms, feeling that the Spiritual Power in her body had been completely drained. Her breathing was weak, and her face was pale as paper.

"We’re leaving!" Xue Feng ordered. The Elders moved quickly, forming a protective ring around them as they prepared to leave this dangerous place.

They moved across the Snowfield, their footsteps heavy yet resolute. Holding Xue Zhao, Xue Feng’s heart was full of anxiety and worry. He knew Ye Qingchen’s disappearance would bring enormous trouble, but right now, ensuring Xue Zhao’s safety was the most important.

Walking in the Snowfield, the icy wind howled, and all around was deathly silent. Xue Feng’s gaze swept over the surrounding landscape, and in his heart he silently prayed, hoping Ye Qingchen would be safe.

Xue Feng had no idea that vortex was the Clan’s Guardian Stone’s seal, so he assumed that with how powerful Ye Qingchen was, nothing would happen to him.

Outside the Secret Realm.

Sunlight pierced the heavy clouds, spilling onto the ground and reflecting dazzling light.

Xiao Xiao stood before Xue Zhao’s residence, her heart full of unease and urgency.

She had already waited a long time, yet no news came, so she could only run to Xue Zhao’s place herself.

A faint sense of foreboding twisted in her chest, but she couldn’t be sure what exactly had happened.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded from afar. Xiao Xiao looked up and saw several Xue Family Elders escorting Xue Zhao slowly over. Xue Zhao’s face was deathly pale, unconscious, clearly gravely wounded.

Xue Feng followed beside them, his expression grim, brows tightly furrowed.

"Xue Feng! What happened?" Xiao Xiao rushed to meet them, asking anxiously.

Xue Feng motioned for the Elders to settle Xue Zhao on a nearby couch, then turned to face Xiao Xiao, his expression still dark.

He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Xiao Xiao, there’s something I have to tell you."

Xiao Xiao’s heartbeat suddenly raced, her eyes filled with unease and confusion. "Where is my young master? Where is he?"

Xue Feng fell silent for a moment, as if organizing his words, then slowly spoke: "Inside the Secret Realm, when we arrived, we only saw my young lady. We did everything we could to save her, but as for where Ye Qingchen is, we didn’t find him."

Xiao Xiao’s face instantly turned ashen. She could hardly believe her ears.

Her body trembled slightly, her eyes full of shock and dread. "What did you say? My young master is missing?"

Xue Feng nodded, his expression grave as he said, "Yes. But I suspect Ye Qingchen must have been sucked into the vortex. We don’t know what that vortex is, only that it’s extremely powerful. We couldn’t reverse its suction. So right now we don’t know where he ended up, but it’s very likely he’s trapped in some unknown space."

Xiao Xiao’s mind was in chaos, thoughts churning wildly.

She couldn’t accept this reality. Tears spilled from her eyes uncontrollably. "How could this happen? How could young master encounter something like this?"

Her voice quivered with pain, as if her entire world had collapsed in that instant.

Xiao Xiao collapsed weakly to the ground, covering her face with both hands as her tears streamed through her fingers.

"We will do everything in our power to find Ye Qingchen." Xue Feng’s voice was calm, yet carried a heavy weight and helplessness. "Before we find his body, we won’t give up any shred of hope."

Xiao Xiao forced herself to choke down her grief, lifting her head to look at Xue Feng, her eyes suddenly filled with resolve. "I’m going to search for young master too!"

After a long while, Xiao Xiao’s tears gradually subsided.

She raised her head, muttering under her breath, "Xue Wei promised me he would help save Ye Qingchen, so why is Ye Qingchen still missing?"

When Xue Feng heard this, his face changed drastically, a flash of shock and fury shooting through his eyes.

He stepped forward sharply, his voice cold and harsh. "What did you say? Who promised to help you save Ye Qingchen?"

Xiao Xiao was startled by Xue Feng’s reaction; she had never seen him lose composure like this.

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