Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen felt a little uneasy.

Perhaps sensing Zhuo Wen's expression, Mu Chenxue smiled slightly and said, "Master Yanji's uncle didn't mean to blame you."

"This time he made the matter public, and he has explained the details very clearly. It was Xuan Zhong who attacked you and wanted to put you to death first. You were acting in self-defense and killed Master Xuan Zhong. Uncle Yanji didn't mean to blame you."

Hearing this, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed surprise, but he didn't expect that Yan Ji not only made the matter public, but also defended him rarely in his words.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen also remembered the scene where other disciples pointed at him after entering the academy.

I'm afraid that those disciples pointed out Yan Ji because of the matter he made public. After all, as a junior, killing a powerful semi-saint like Xuan Zhong was really a sensational event.

Adding that Xuan Zhong is Zhuo Wen's uncle, Zhuo Wen naturally became the center of this storm.

"Zhuowen, Master Yanji told me to go find him." Mu Chenxue suddenly said to Zhuo Wen.

"Where is Master Yanji's uncle?" Zhuo Wen asked.

"In the Hall of Ice and Fire." Mu Chenxue replied.

Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank slightly, and Yan Ji chose the Hall of Ice and Fire as the place to meet, which inevitably meant a lot.

"Okay, then I'll go see him."

Zhuo Wen nodded, and immediately a group of people walked towards the peak of Aoyuan Peak. After arriving at the peak, Zhuo Wen took Lu Hantian along the chains on the edge of the cliff, and plundered towards the Ice and Fire Two Pole Hall in the central void.

At this moment, the gate of the Ice and Fire Two Pole Hall was opened, and Zhuo Wen didn't take too long to enter the Ice and Fire Two Pole Palace.

"Zhuowen, come to the eighteenth floor!"

The moment he entered the Ice and Fire Two Pole Hall, a magnificent voice exploded in Zhuo Wen's ears like thunder.

Zhuo Wen's eyes suddenly darkened. He knew that Yan Ji should have known that he had taken away the holy talisman of ice and fire in the Hall of Ice and Fire.

At the first moment, Zhuo Wen actually thought of running away, but reason told him that running away was impossible.

Yan Ji is the second terrifying powerhouse in the Nine Nether Realms who has achieved the sage of heaven. In the hands of such an existence, Zhuo Wen's desire to escape is simply a dream.

"I can only bite the bullet and go up!"

Sighing softly, Zhuo Wen's ice-flame holy talisman appeared, and suddenly, the surrounding ice-fire energy converged into a giant ice-fire dragon.

Zhuo Wen led Lu Hantian onto the Ice and Fire Dragon, and then the two of them passed through the first seventeenth floor and entered the eighteenth floor.

On the eighteenth floor, Yan Ji sat cross-legged quietly. When Zhuo Wen and Lu Hantian arrived, he slowly opened his eyes and smiled, "Zhuo Wen, I have been waiting for you for several days."

Zhuo Wen scratched his head, pretended to be deaf and dumb and said: "Boy, don't you know what Master Uncle means?"

Yan Ji was not angry either, and said lightly: "You don't have to pretend to be deaf and dumb, the holy talisman of ice flame should be on your boy, don't try to fool it, I have seen your battle in Wusheng Tower before."

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a sharp gleam, and he was secretly on guard. He didn't expect Yan Ji to speak so directly as soon as he came up, which made Zhuo Wen quite uncomfortable.

"Then Master Uncle doesn't know what it means?" Zhuo Wen asked in a deep voice.

Yan Ji smiled slightly, and said: "Actually, it's not very interesting. Just don't worry, I won't take away the ice flame holy talisman. This is your chance, and it should belong to you."

Hearing what Yan Ji said, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a trace of suspicion, but he never expected that Yan Ji could be so easy to talk.

"You don't have to doubt me. To be able to seize the Ice Flame Sacred Talisman really needs a chance. If the three of us old fellows could obtain it, we would have captured it long ago."

As he said that, Yan Ji's eyes fell on Lu Hantian next to him. After looking up and down, he suddenly became serious and stared at the latter.

"You... what do you want to do? I'm not interested in you, don't stare at me like this."

Lu Hantian was a little hairy from Yanji's stare, he rubbed his arms with his hands, his hair stood on end, and he was cursing.

Yan Ji didn't take it seriously, he laughed loudly and said, "The Holy Physique of the Cold Soul? I didn't notice it before, I'm really blind."

As he said that, Yanji hooked his right hand, and a terrifying holy force acted on Lu Hantian's whole body, making Lu Hantian involuntarily plunder towards Yanji.

"I'll go, I'm a normal man, what on earth do you want? Let me go, don't!"

Lu Hantian cried like a ghost and roared like a wolf, trying to get rid of the holy power that Yanji had exerted, but it was of no avail.

In front of Yanji, Lu Hantian was like a newborn baby, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of Yanji's power at all.

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed horror, Yan Ji's strength was so great that even his feet were trembling on the spot, and it was difficult to move at all.

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