Chapter 1634: Wuxin Pavilion >
ang confirmed that the fat silkworm wasn't faking it; it was truly this weak!"What in the world is this!"Qin Sang was suffering from a terrible headache and thought to himself, "I truly am unlucky thi...Ice Palace main building.
The light and shadow of the azure sky were reflected into every corner of the ice palace.
For a long time, the scene of the Ice Palace remained unchanged, quietly situated in the fairy dwelling.
When undisturbed, the pale blue sky light barely flickers.
Only the path traversed by the grotesque-faced people and the master of Weeping Spirit Cave would cause the azure light in daylight to suddenly become intense, with residual power constantly attacking them.
'Bang!'
Boom!
One of the ice palaces' gates was blasted open, crashing to the ground and shattering into pieces. A green wave surged out from the ice palace, causing nearby runes to vanish, and the binding enchantment holding it together crumbled with them.
Next, the two walked through the empty archway and stepped out.
The strange-faced man had a green light floating on his chest, which was a wooden bead.
The spirit light within the wooden bead had just converged, it was precisely at this moment that this treasure struck and shattered the ice palace gate, breaking through its restrictions.
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As the two stepped out of the ice palace, they immediately felt a surge of pressure. They instinctively looked up and saw the light of heaven pressing down on them. The sky was overcast, and the heavy pressure was suffocating.
It was clearly the breaking of the Ice Palace gate that triggered the chain reaction of the remnants.
The master of Qi Ling Cave didn't rush or panic, and gently formed a hand seal.
The red magical flower hovering above his head trembled slightly, radiating a gentle force that lifted upward, supporting the weight of the pressing sunlight.
The master of Qilingsdong did not confront the Zhenshan needle head-on. Instead, with a gentle approach, he resisted for a moment until the sunlight naturally calmed and the pressure dissipated.
The spiritual formations were incomplete, and between the various ice palaces, some were intact while others were severely damaged.
The fragmented formations were broken, unable to form a cohesive whole. They only needed to contend with the residual power within a limited range, cautiously moving without making large gestures. Dealing with it was not particularly difficult.
For the two of them, the threat in the Ice Palace was nothing compared to the Kirin Shadow Wall.
"...There aren't many palaces left inside. Based on the layout of the Muxiang Hall, it is estimated that the remaining ones should be similar to core palaces like the Ancestral Master Hall..."
The spirit master of the Crying Spirit Cave estimated that they were nearing the core of the Ice Palace. The strange-faced people had not yet found the unknown treasure tree.
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"The breath is still ahead," the grotesque man's perception grew clearer, he stated confidently, "It can't be too far!"
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The master of Qiling Cave, rubbed his hands together excitedly. “It seems that the precious tree is very valuable and Shui Xiang Yi脈 places great importance on it. If we follow its breath, not only can we obtain the treasure tree, but we may also find the treasure trove of Shui Xiang Yi脈, making a fortune! It's a double win!”
If a treasure trove is found, the treasured tree belongs to me. The other treasures are first chosen by the cave master.
The Bizarre Face man wasn't greedy. For the upcoming expedition to Emperor's Gift Mountain, the Lord of Weeping Spirit Cave was an indispensable helper; it wasn't worth making a scene over the treasure trove of the Shui Xiang lineage.
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"May I take this opportunity to thank you in advance, fellow cultivator."
The master of the Crying Soul Cave burst into laughter and quickly followed the strange-faced man, entering another palace.
Not long after they left.
A figure flashed past, gradually solidifying before the shattered gate. It was Qin Sang himself.
He stood openly in the sunlight, yet he would not suffer any attacks.
“It’s a pity, these two people don’t seem to intend to act separately. Otherwise, picking them off one by one would be much easier…”
Qin Sang watched the two people leave, her mind racing. A cold light flashed in her eyes, and a murderous intent had already formed.
The uncanny power of the Weird-Faced Man was too bizarre. He could even sense his avatar hiding in the ice palace's secret chamber. Moreover, this man coveted his avatar deeply, relentlessly pursuing it, making him a constant threat in the future.
Before, the monster's focus was on Wuxiang Xianmen. After this is settled, he will have more time and energy to deal with the avatar's actions. This person benefited from Wuxiang Xianmen, so it's hard to predict his future strength.
One couldn't simply hand over the Dao Tree nor could one always be on guard, never letting their avatar leave their main body.
A tree-hoarder.
One who embodies preservation.
Their feud has no chance of being resolved!
Qin Sang understands the principle that the first to strike has the advantage, and he will not sit idly by waiting for his opponent's attack.
At this moment, the enemy is in the light and I am in the dark. Even though the opponent has an accomplice, it's a chance we can't miss, worth a try!
Qin Sang's figure flashed and disappeared.
At the same time.
> In the dark hall.
His physical form sat beside the ice platform, but his mind was entirely focused on the remnants of the battle.
Through the residual formation, I could sense the movements of the people in the spirit formation. The actions of the Weird-Faced Man and the master of the Weeping Spirit Cave were clear to me. As expected, the two headed straight for the Ancestral Teacher's Hall, getting closer and closer!
This lord follows behind them.
Their every move is beyond the perception of the avatar.
With an avatar assisting me, my true self could nonchalantly track the two without fear of being discovered.
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"Almost there..."
Becoming her inner voice, her expression grew increasingly serious.
The ruins corresponding to the treasure flag and remnant flag were near the ancestral hall, in front of the grotesque face people and the weeping spirit cave master. Qin Sang was preparing an ambush there, and at this time, he was only separated from the two by two rows of palaces!
War is about to break out.
This battle, it is absolutely necessary to leave behind the monster-faced people. The master of the weeping spirit cave is secondary.
Of course, if Qin Sang could kill both of them, he wouldn't hesitate for a moment.
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On his own, facing off against two top-tier experts, even with the advantage of time, place, and circumstances, Qin Sang didn't dare to relax at all. His mind was tense, and in a short amount of time, he had already calculated countless possibilities.
A tense atmosphere hung in the dark hall, the air thick with anticipation.
The Baqi flag was taut, its brilliance flickering uncertainly. After ten thousand years of slumber, it finally had the opportunity to once again be used in battle!
In a blink of an eye.
The strange-faced man and the weeping spirit cave master went through another palace.
It's only a row of palaces away from the place where the trap is set!
Qin Sang, with a change of pace from his previous ease, suddenly increased his speed. He dashed through rows of palaces at top speed, closing in on the enemy!
War is about to break out!
A moment of truth.
The monster-faced man and the weeping spirit cave master walked through the ice garden between two rows of palaces. As they were about to enter the main hall of the last row of palaces, the monster-faced man suddenly noticed a loft in a corner of the ice garden. He let out a surprised cry, "Wu Xin Pavilion!"
The two came to a halt, stopping in front of the last row of palaces.
Qin Sang and his avatar almost burst into a furious tirade.
"Friend, do you recognize this Spirit Pavilion" The Lord of Qiling Cave turned his head to look in the direction of the voice.
The strange-faced man nodded, "I remember reading a book once that recorded some extraordinary anecdotes about talented predecessors from the Five Palaces. There was a selfless Venerable in the Shui Xiang lineage. The Wu Xiang Xianmen did not adhere to Buddhism or other doctrines; it is said that this person was a Buddhist cultivator who once sealed his cultivation, with only a bowl and a robe, he entered the mortal world to cultivate diligently. After returning, he built a Wuxin Pavilion in Bingyi Palace and retreated for a hundred years. He achieved great enlightenment after leaving the seclusion and became an immortal."
“Is this Wu Xin Pavilion a Daoist cultivation ground for transforming into a god”
The master of Qiling Cave's eyes lit up. He swept his gaze over the surroundings and saw that Wuxin Pavilion was intact. He couldn't wait to rush forward.
The strange-faced man hesitated for a moment, then darted after him.
Compared to other palaces, Wuxin Ge is not particularly grand, standing only two stories high. It's located in a corner of the Ice Garden, nothing out of the ordinary. Perhaps that's why it wasn't noticed and spared from destruction.
Having arrived at the front of Wuxin Pavilion.
The monster-faced man and the master of Weeping Spirit Cave explored for a while, finding the flaw in the entrance seal of Wuxin Pavilion. One wielded a wooden bead, the other sacrificed a wooden thorn, working together to break through the door.
A golden light suddenly appeared.
The Buddha's light formed a wall of radiance, but some parts were thick and others thin.
Their eyes were sharp, and they attacked precisely where the Buddha's light was weakest.
“Gotcha!”
The barrier of light was constantly worn down by the two, the Buddha's light growing dimmer and dimmer. With a shattering sound, it was torn apart.
A vine shot into the light wall, pushing open the door to Wu Xin Pavilion.
Seeing nothing unusual, the two of them also went inside.
But soon they came out of Wuxin Pavilion with disappointed faces.
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In the Wuxin Pavilion, there was only a cushion, an incense burner, and a pile of incense ash. There was no trace of any divine relics.
That Master Wu Xin, upon entering the mortal realm, had done so completely. His meditation cushion and incense burner were ordinary mundane objects, made from common materials, not even counting as magical artifacts.
The Temple of Spiritual Transformation is not worthy of its name!
After a wasted effort, their eyes swept across a row of palaces, their interest waning. Finding the treasure wood and treasure vault was the real priority.
They walked out of the Wuxin Pavilion and didn't return to the main hall. Instead, they chose a nearby path and broke through the restrictions, passing through this row of palaces.
What seemed like an ordinary action caused Qin Sang's true body and avatar to change color.
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Behind this row of palaces is an ice lake.
The ice lake was shrouded in mist, with several jade bridges spanning the two banks. Amidst the cold mist, the island in the center of the lake, along with pavilions and platforms, occasionally appeared and disappeared, resembling a fairyland.
Although it has some flaws, its overall beauty is not diminished.
Oddly enough, in the same lake, some areas are covered in ice while others are calm and rippling with clear water.
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This ice lake is exactly the area controlled by Baoqi!
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The freezing occurs where the spirit formation is incomplete, causing a spillover of its power that affects the area. Those lake surfaces that appear calm and unfrozen are actually the most intact parts of the spirit formation. They can be manipulated by the banner and, under the guise of the avatar's disguise, there is no sign of any fluctuation in the spirit formation on the ice surface.
The jade bridge connecting the main hall, almost spanning the center of the water surface, was undoubtedly the best ambush site.
Had not the two been drawn in by the Wuxin Pavilion, suddenly changing their course, they would have certainly passed over this jade bridge and fallen into the trap. Qin Sang could have completely used the power of the spirit formation to separate the two and defeat them one by one.
They unexpectedly took a small path and stepped onto another jade bridge!
No matter how complete the plan, accidents are always unavoidable.
Qin Sang had practiced for many years and already understood this truth. It did not affect his emotions, but his mind raced as he pondered a way to deal with it.
In the blink of an eye, the two figures appeared on the shore of the ice lake. They paused for a moment, observing the ethereal blue sky surrounding the ice lake, which was no different from elsewhere, and finding nothing unusual. They then chose a jade bridge and walked onto it.
This jade bridge connects to the main hall not far away.
But the scenes beneath the two jade bridges were worlds apart.
The two chose this one, the bottom of which was an ice surface. Fortunately, the range of ice on the right side wasn't large and was close to the water surface. It was on the edge of Baqi's control area.
However, the reactions of these top-tier experts are extremely fast.
Once the avatar activates the spirit array, causing a phenomenon, they can immediately react and try to pull them all into the array. It is almost impossible to do so.
In the blink of an eye, the two walked almost to the middle of the Jade Bridge.
After crossing the ice lake, a short distance ahead lies the Ancestor Hall. There's no chance of an ambush there.
Qin Sang must make a decision immediately.
On the Jade Bridge.
The goblin and the weeping cave master act in concert.
The monster face man is on the left, the weeping spirit cave master is on the right, closest to the water.
If Qin Sang took action, she could only pull this person into her ranks. The monster-faced man would likely be able to escape.
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"For safety's sake, I can only deal with one first! It's him!"
Qin Sang made a quick decision. Unwilling to miss this great opportunity, he still decided to take action. Even if he couldn't keep the monster-faced man, it would be good to cut off his wings. He would then figure out how to deal with this person!
In the dark hall.
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He pressed his palm tightly against the ice plate, ready to activate the remaining formation at any moment.
Qin Sang's main body has also infiltrated to the edge of the ice lake.
“Most of the buildings here are well-preserved, and there are fewer traces of fighting...”
The master of the Crying Spirit Cave observed the scenery around the ice lake and communicated with the grotesque-faced man.
The strange-faced man grunted, lowered his head to look at the ice lake. He eyed the surface of the icy water with newfound caution. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but suddenly felt something was amiss.
The next moment.
The ice lake suddenly began to boil.
Inside the dark hall.
As the figure transformed, a powerful force surged from his palm and crashed down onto the ice plate. A torrent of true energy erupted from his body, pouring into the icy surface.
The internal world of the ice tray was ever-shifting, visible tendrils of chilling malice surged within at breathtaking speed. The oppressive aura spilled outwards, a thin layer of frost creeping up the platform and threatening to encase his transformed arm in ice.
Just then, the ice rink suddenly flared, its light bursting forth to an blinding degree. The icy glow illuminated the entire dark hall, like daylight.
A powerful suction force suddenly erupted from within the ice platform.
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Newly formed thin ice cracked and shattered.
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All the cold and sinister energy was instantly absorbed by the ice platform, and the chill in the dark hall subsided.
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The ice platform can absorb spiritual veins, replenish the energy of the ice rink, and also acts as a medium between the ice rink and the Ice Palace formation.
The ice platform, moved by the incarnation, transformed into a vortex. The chilling aura within the ice disk was continuously absorbed, flowing downward along the ice disk and finally injected into the center of the formation.
In an instant, the spirit array runes blazed one after another.
Under the guidance of incarnation, the frigid and murderous qi gathered into a torrent, flowing towards where the precious banner was located.
Even the remnants of flags were not spared.
Qin Sang has always been like this. Once he makes a decision to act, he spares no effort!
At all costs, activate the entire ice palace formation, including both the tattered and precious flags!
'Whoosh...'
The baqiqi [flag] became taut, the cold and murderous aura infused into the baqiqi through the spiritual formation. The baqiqi's form instantly transformed, becoming countless banners of cold and murderous intent. The cold air was chilling, its presence overwhelming.
At the same time, there was also a "ding-dong" sound.
These sounds are coming from other remnants.
Some banners had no cloth left, only bare poles. As soon as the icy air seeped into them, the poles trembled violently, and cracks appeared on their surfaces.
He channeled his heart and soul, using all his might to control the icy aura, hoping to buy those tattered flags a little more time.
And at this moment, above the ice lake, the power of the spirit array has erupted!
'Rumble!'"
The placid lake surface was suddenly torn apart, waves rising one after another, columns of water surging towards the sky.
All the might of the remnants, under the control of its avatar, surged to this place. The azure skylight frantically converged above the ice lake, and as it was enveloped by the intense light, the ice lake instead became shrouded in darkness.
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“Boom!”
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The jet of water crashed into the sunlight.
Although there was no area of ice, an endless icy wind swept in from somewhere unknown. Visible white frigid air raged above the water's surface.
Phantoms vanish, chilling aura descends!
In an instant, the ice lake transformed into a domain of absolute frigidness.
The master of Qiuling Cave is right on the edge of the cold wind!
"Watch out!"
The man with a strange face let out a roar, his heart pounding in terror!
Along the way, they provoked countless counterattacks from the remnants. They have almost completely figured out the patterns of the remnants.
This scene is clearly not a result of the aftermath forming spontaneously.
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