Three days ago!
Inside the Frost Lily Pavilion, the atmosphere remained calm and serene as ever.
Snowflakes drifted slowly from the sky while countless icy mountains stood beneath the clouds like immortal blades piercing the heavens.
At the highest palace within the sect, Yu Qingya quietly sat beside a frozen lake.
Her beautiful eyes calmly observed the chessboard before her.
Across from her sat the Frost Lily Pavilion Master.
Several elders also stood nearby silently.
Not long ago, news regarding the Third Prince's actions had already reached them.
Yu Wenzhao had officially begun devouring the Seventh Prince's forces.
When Yu Qingya first received the news, she immediately realized the danger.
If Yu Wenzhao completely digested the Seventh Prince's foundation smoothly, his strength would rise to an extremely troublesome level.
By then, her faction would struggle to suppress him.
Thus, Yu Qingya had originally intended to move immediately.
