al discourse, never resorting to open hostility.Even if people hate each other so much they want to kill them, in the political game, they still maintain a veneer of decorum.Today, Li Chen personally...Chapter 357 Facing Death

In front of the grand eastern palace gate, snowflakes danced like messy cotton fluff all over the place.

Between heaven and earth, a chilling desolation.

Li Chen's whole body was ice cold. This was the first time, in both his past and present lives, that Li Chen had faced death head-on.

The threat of death was like a venomous snake spitting its venom, and like a python constricting his waist, it tightly bound Li Chen, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

In that flash of lightning, in the blink of an eye, the world before Li Chen seemed to slow down infinitely, like a movie playing frame by frame.

He could clearly see the saintess's pale and tender hand, her fingers crystal clear and jade-like, perfect like a work of art, yet carrying a murderous intent that threatened to overwhelm him as it reached for him.

He could even see a snowflake land on the base of her palm, melting transparently.

Bang bang bang.

That was Li Chen's own heartbeat, he could even feel the blood being pumped out of his heart and flowing throughout his body along the blood vessels.

Dead

Is this the end

Li Chen was strangely devoid of both sadness and joy at this moment, only feeling a tinge of regret.

If he had a chance to do it all over again, he would definitely exterminate the White Lotus Cult.

"Shriek!!!"

A piercing eagle's screech, sharp enough to shatter eardrums, echoed through the air.

Just as the slender, jade-like hand of the saintess was about to crush Li Chen's throat, a snow-white falcon swooped down, its sharp eagle eyes reflecting the figures of Li Chen and the saintess.

Plunging like a sharp arrow, surging forward like thunder.

Under extreme speed, a faint trail of air ripples lingered behind the Peregrine Falcon.

Those snow-white paws, with their jet-black claws, were sharper than any weapon in the world.

Under that single claw, the Saintess cried out in surprise, lightly humming, and drew back her hand like lightning.

And the osprey cried out in agony, rolling and thrashing in the snow, its talons already bloody and mangled.

The scarlet blood dripped onto the snow, spreading out in a blurry patch that was horrifying to behold.

The Saintess's aura vanished without a trace. Li Chen gasped for air as if someone who had been suffocating suddenly regained the ability to breathe.

A cold wind whipped against his face. Li Chen saw the scene clearly and wished he could immediately make Hai Dongqing the national bird to be worshipped.

"What a scumbag!"

The old woman next to him, Meng Po, was furious. She raised her cane and stomped towards Hai Dongqing, ready to beat the beast into a pulp.

The blue jay, as an animal, has a sense of smell for danger that far surpasses humans by several times. Before Granny Meng could get close, it sensed the imminent danger and took flight with its wings beating frantically.

Having escaped danger, the instinct to protect its master kept it from flying away and it continued circling above Li Chen's head.

"It infuriates me!"

Meng's mother-in-law was humiliated by Hai Dongqing, her face as withered as tree bark turned crimson.

Although she was skilled in martial arts, it was impossible for her to truly fly in the air. Let alone compare her flying ability to that of Hai Dong Qing, the Sky King himself. Therefore, she could only stomp her feet in frustration on the snow.

And on the other side, the fatal blow was broken by the Eastern Imperial Eagle. The Saintess's eyes sank, without a word, she struck out at Li Chen again.

This time, with Granny Meng nearby to support him, no one could save him.

But the opportunity has been missed, assassinating the imperial prince. Once the chance is lost, how can it be so simple

"You dare! Come die for me!!!"

Li Chen only heard a fierce shout from Sanbao behind him, followed by a deafening roar like thunder rolling over.

Turning his head, Li Chen saw dozens of figures following Sanbao. Sanbao was extremely fast, and with a thunderous roar, he raised the ground snow into a flurry, like a giant snow dragon, charging towards him.r.The Donggong palace was situated on a high elevation, and when one climbed to the roof, the view was breathtaking. The eaves stretched out endlessly, with red brick and green tile glinting in the co...