# Chapter 233: The End of Purple Mansion
"Where is Lin Feng?"
The voice was crisp, carrying a hint of coldness. That snow-like, city-toppling figure stood like a mountain of ice and snow.
"Hmm?"
Purple Mansion Ancestor slowly turned his gaze, landing on Meng Qing, and asked coldly, "What do you want with Lin Feng?"
"Where is Lin Feng?"
Meng Qing asked again, her voice still just as cold, not answering Purple Mansion Ancestor's question. At this moment, she only wanted to know where Lin Feng was!
The Crimson Blood Heavenly Sword members all fixed their gazes on Purple Mansion Ancestor as well. Instantly, Purple Mansion Ancestor felt a murderous aura rushing toward him.
"Hmph!"
Purple Mansion Ancestor flicked his sleeve, his gaze icy. Not long ago, Lin Feng had slaughtered his Purple Mansion people and branded a cross-shaped blood scar on his chest, making him unable to lift his head to face others. Now, another group of people were being so arrogant, directly interrogating him—where was his dignity as Purple Mansion Ancestor!
"Lin Feng? I killed him."
Purple Mansion Ancestor said coldly. A bunch of juniors, daring to be so insolent—unacceptable.
"You killed him?"
Meng Qing's heart trembled. She murmured softly.
"That's right, I killed him. Everyone here knows it."
Purple Mansion Ancestor sneered, replying again.
Meng Qing fell silent. Her gaze flickered. The icy eyes that had never held any emotional fluctuation began to tremble.
Her body also trembled slightly, as if she had heard something extremely terrifying.
All the iron cavalry fell silent as well.
Clang! A flash of light burst forth. Boundless killing aura surged violently. At this moment, the crowd felt as if they were suffocating, their breathing becoming extremely difficult.
"So powerful. This group—at least all of them have strength at the Third Layer of Spirit Martial Realm, at the very least. Who are they? Who exactly is Lin Feng?"
Feeling this suffocating killing aura, the crowd's hearts trembled secretly.
"Kill!"
A unified roar split the heavens and earth. A murderous aura filled the air. The iron cavalry charged wildly. The Crimson Blood Heavenly Sword members madly spurred their horses forward.
A round of fresh blood bloomed in the air. The Crimson Blood Iron Cavalry charged into the Purple Mansion crowd, instantly beginning a massacre—a massacre without any suspense.
Screams rang out one after another. Vivid blood danced in the air.
At this moment, Meng Qing raised her head, looking at the sky, looking into the distance. No one knew what she was thinking.
Sometimes, even she herself didn't know what she was thinking.
She only knew that right now, her heart hurt—so, so much!
Her life had been very short, her experiences very few. Before, in her memories, there had only been her mother and Black Wind Ridge.
Until that day, the day of the full moon, Lin Feng's figure appeared on the stone ridge, appeared in her world.
At this moment, everything replaying in her memory was Lin Feng's figure—Lin Feng's angry figure, his domineering figure, his unrestrained figure, and his silly smiling figure trying to win her smile.
A tear fell from the air. Even within the tear, it seemed to be filled with Lin Feng's figure.
She, who had never had any emotions, was crying. Her heart ached.
At this moment, seeing the Crimson Blood Iron Cavalry slaughtering Purple Mansion people, Purple Mansion Ancestor's face turned ice-cold. Purple qi roared. His body stepped into the air.
But just as he was about to make a move, a coldness that reached the extreme locked onto his body.
Cold—cold to the bone!
Not only Purple Mansion Ancestor, but everyone present felt the chill—a chill that froze heaven and earth.
Mist slowly writhed in the air, constantly making cracking sounds as it condensed into ice and snow.
Space was freezing!
"So cold."
The crowd's hearts trembled violently. Then their gazes fell upon that city-toppling figure. White clothes as pure as snow. At this moment, Meng Qing was like an iceberg, about to freeze everything—including her own heart.
"Die..."
A hoarse voice emerged from Meng Qing's mouth, echoing through the space.
A wisp of hurricane suddenly appeared. The cold wind blew against Meng Qing's face. Her white clothes rustled loudly.
The light veil covering her face fell off at this moment, drifting far away with the wind, revealing her features.
At this moment, space itself seemed to pause.
Beautiful—beautiful enough to make one suffocate, beautiful enough that one dared not look directly.
City-toppling beauty. Peerless beauty.
They had thought Duan Xinye's appearance was already enough to topple cities and kingdoms, with few able to compare. But the white-clad woman who appeared now was like a fairy maiden, like an ice goddess, making the crowd feel ashamed of their own inferiority.
Heaven had actually created such a peerless, city-toppling face to plague the mortal world.
Zi Ling and Zi Yi looked at Meng Qing. They felt they were unworthy of being women. Especially Zi Yi—she felt she couldn't lift her head.
"She came looking for Lin Feng. What is she to Lin Feng?"
Zi Ling murmured softly. Duan Xinye was already very beautiful, and she loved Lin Feng. Now, another peerless beauty had appeared—and she had come looking for Lin Feng.
Meng Qing's figure moved. She stepped through the void, directly from her warhorse into the air, as if with one step she arrived before Purple Mansion Ancestor.
Purple Mansion Ancestor was also shocked by Meng Qing's appearance, but even more shocked by her strength. At this moment, he felt as if his body was about to be frozen solid, with a chill that came from his very soul.
He actually... somewhat regretted saying he had killed Lin Feng.
Purple true yuan roared wildly. Purple Mansion Ancestor bellowed and was about to attack Meng Qing.
"Ice Heart!"
Meng Qing murmured softly, pointing through the void. Purple Mansion Ancestor's body trembled violently. A mouthful of blood sprayed directly from his mouth.
One strike—just one strike, and he was injured.
Seeing this shocking scene, the crowd was completely stunned. Meng Qing—not only was her appearance city-toppling, but her strength was also shocking, even more monstrous than Lin Feng.
From Meng Qing's body, a terrifying icy intent burst forth. This icy intent seemed to come from within her body, endless, cold to the extreme.
Purple Mansion Ancestor's purple true yuan was frozen solid. Then the purple light surrounding him was also frozen. Next, that icy intent directly seeped into his body, freezing his entire being, covering him with a layer of ice, burying his figure within.
A gentle palm strike came from Meng Qing's hand, directly imprinting onto Purple Mansion Ancestor's body.
With a thunderous boom, Purple Mansion Ancestor's body directly crashed against the barrier of the palace. The ice shattered, but blood gushed from his mouth in large spurts.
His gaze was dull and lifeless. Purple Mansion Ancestor had never imagined he would be so abused—and by a city-toppling young woman.
His eyes swept downward. The Crimson Blood Iron Cavalry was still slaughtering. Any Purple Mansion person on the long corridor was killed without mercy. This was pure massacre.
"Purple Mansion... it's over... completely over."
A sense of despair arose in Purple Mansion Ancestor's heart. Just because of one angry remark he had made, Purple Mansion had suffered a catastrophic disaster, had suffered a massacre.
Even he himself was being wantonly abused.
"Boom!"
Another icy palm strike landed on his body. Around Meng Qing, there was a destructive ice-and-snow intent that froze everything, stiffening his body. As long as this intent landed on him, he would feel his entire body go rigid.
Crashing against the palace barrier once more, Purple Mansion Ancestor's face showed despair.
"He's not dead. Lin Feng isn't dead. He only entered my forbidden ground."
Purple Mansion Ancestor roared. Sure enough, as his words fell, Meng Qing's body paused slightly. Then her gaze fell on the crowd below the long corridor. She coldly spat out one word: "Speak."
This single word was like a decree, as if if the crowd didn't tell the truth, she would directly annihilate everyone.
"No, Lin Feng entered the forbidden ground."
The crowd all nodded in agreement. Only then did Meng Qing's stabbed heart feel much more comfortable. She let out a long breath.
"Can you spare me now?" Purple Mansion Ancestor actually began to beg for mercy, begging Meng Qing. He was afraid—truly afraid.
"Too late."
Meng Qing shook her head. The icy intent enveloped Purple Mansion Ancestor. Her body trembled, and her figure disappeared. Her palm directly landed on Purple Mansion Ancestor's body. Endless icy intent poured out from her palm, freezing everything—freezing life itself.
Purple Mansion Ancestor's body froze. His eyes slowly closed. Then he fell from the air, silent and still.
Purple Mansion Ancestor, a Mysterious Martial Realm expert, had fallen!
At the same time, the battle below had also ended. Purple Mansion had been annihilated!
The crowd's gazes were dull and silent. Purple Mansion, which had dominated ten thousand miles of territory, had been wiped out in a single day—all because of one person: Lin Feng!