Chapter 823: Chapter 823

A year later, less than two years remain before the summit of the celestial Mountain.

Donglin Valley, southern side.

The originally clear sky, with miles of horizon without a cloud, suddenly filled with dark clouds. A strong wind and heavy rain broke out, amidst thunder and lightning, a series of rumbling sounds ensued from within the clouds.

A beam of light shot from the ground, rushing straight to the Ninth Heaven, stirring the winds and clouds, transforming into a massive vortex.

The pure white beam shot straight into the center of the vortex, and in an instant, a deafening roar of a tiger echoed through the world!

At this moment, the earth of Donglin Valley trembled violently, as a vast sky-covering White Tiger Dharma Form condensed from within the beam of light, issuing a roar towards the Ninth Heaven.

Between heaven and earth, the power of the Great Dao Laws gathered fully, washing over the White Tiger Dharma Form, with misty qi spreading throughout the void.

Within the Royal Palace of Ice Cold City, Wang Siyun was playing chess with Wang Yun, when he abruptly stood up as his chess piece was yet to be placed, gazing towards the direction of Donglin Valley.

As Wang Siyun moved, Wang Yun seemed to notice and followed with his gaze.

A heavenly phenomenon appeared in their eyes.

"Judging by this commotion, it seems to be a sign of breaking through to sanctity!"

Wang Yun’s eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing the void, he saw the White Tiger Dharma Form bathed in the Power of the celestial Way, making an emotional remark.

"Indeed! Luo Hu has the rare bloodline of the ancient Divine Beast White Tiger clan flowing within him, having stagnated at the Peak of the celestial Immortal for many years. With Wang Yang’s assistance, the breakthrough was inevitable!"

"The emergence of a Saint in the domains of the Northern Border, even if he is a Great Saint of the Demon Race, might be exploited by some insignificant figures!"

"No matter! Let’s go congratulate him, after all he’s a Saint from our Northern Border domains!"

Wang Siyun took a step forward, crossing over a thousand miles, followed closely by Wang Yun, arriving at the southern side of Donglin Valley, just in time to witness Luo Hu’s breakthrough to sanctity.

The pure white, flawless White Tiger Dharma Form roared towards the sky, gathering thousands of forces of laws, condensing into the Saint’s Dharma Body with interwoven lines criss-crossing, traversing over its body.

No one knew how long it lasted, but the White Tiger Dharma Form gradually faded and disappeared. The heavenly phenomenon also faded, and in the underground ruins, Luo Hu who had been in deep slumber suddenly opened his eyes!

"Finally awake, if you hadn’t awoken, I would’ve left!"

Wang Yang smiled, Luo Hu indeed awakened as expected after refining the bloodline spiritual power of the Demon Clan woman, even breaking through to holiness.

Throughout this period, Wang Yang used the millennium spirit herb to restore Luo Hu’s bloodline power while suppressing the residual demonic nature with magic techniques.

Time lasted a full year, had Luo Hu not awakened, Wang Yang might have decided to leave, the summit of the celestial Mountain must not be missed.

Luo Hu’s aura had stabilized long ago, without any threat to his life, awakening and breakthrough were only a matter of time.

"Thanks, Master Wang. I, Luo Hu, owe you my life!"

Though Luo Hu fell into a deep slumber, he was aware of everything Wang Yang had done for him during this period, a grace akin to rebirth!

"Between us, there’s no need for such words. Huh? We have guests!"

Wang Yang sensed the presence of Wang Siyun and his son, a slight smile creeped onto his lips, it seemed Wang Hao’s issue had been resolved.

Knowing it was familiar faces, Wang Yang formed a seal, withdrawing the barrier formation, Wang Siyun, accompanied by Wang Yun, entered the underground ruins.

Even after a year, the air still faintly carried a bloodthirsty scent that lingered.

"Master Wang truly made a grand move!"

Looking at the sealing grand formation capable of suppressing True Immortals, Wang Siyun couldn’t help but exclaim.

"Seeing the prince so relaxed, everything outside must have been taken care of!"

"Naturally, especially since our cold Northern Borders have another Saint, I’m truly delighted!"

"Luo Hu greets the Prince!"

Wang Siyun finished speaking, Luo Hu hurriedly stepped forward, bowing. Though he had broken through to holiness, the presence of the prince still gave Luo Hu a pressing sense of mortality.

In front of him, Luo Hu did not even have the will to fight!

"Congratulations, Saint Luo!"

Wang Siyun said with a smile. Luo Hu was momentarily stunned but swiftly returned the gesture, perhaps not expecting such a powerful figure to be so approachable and amiable.

"Surely the prince hasn’t just come to congratulate us?"

"Of course not! The nine Dragon Scale Swords in the underground Dragon Palace of Ice Mountain Ridge, you can take all of them. The Sword Saint who arranged the formation has fallen to the True Immortal realm and won’t recover anytime soon!"

"Wang Yang thanks the Prince!"

Unconcerned, Wang Siyun waved his hand and then tossed a jade pendant. Wang Yang grabbed it out of the air and held it in his palm.

"This jade pendant is the life-bound magic artifact of the previous dynasty’s Emperor, the Great River Dragon Crystal!"

"Seems like the prince has achieved quite a lot this year!"

Wang Yang put away the jade pendant and couldn’t help but praise, knowing too well that in Ice Cold City, besides the Jinshi Zhang Family, probably no other family survived.

"I am leaving now. As for His Highness the Crown Prince, there’s nothing much happening currently, so he can stay with you until you leave Ice Cold City."

"That’s the best arrangement!"

Wang Yang smiled, understanding the prince’s intentions in his arrangement, finding it gratifying to deal with smart people.

At least it saves effort, no need for excessive explanations!

"Yun, protect Master Wang well, and remember, watch and learn more, speak less!"

As he departed, Wang Siyun seemed still somewhat uneasy.

He advised once more, Wang Yun nodded in acknowledgment.