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Chapter 702: Cold Mist

    

a horse and shoot arrows.In the third month of spring, grass grows and cuckoos fly.In past years of hardship, by this time the displaced people would have returned to their hometowns to plant crops....After entering the Thousand Demon Sea.

Everyone followed the markings on the nautical chart, restoring their true essence at islands along the way whenever it was depleted. For two consecutive days, everything remained peaceful, and they encountered no danger.

They had a nautical chart to guide them, and they did not dare to be even the slightest bit careless. They were very careful and did not go fast.

The journey was smooth sailing, and in the blink of an eye, it had already been seven days since we entered the Thousand Demon Sea.

At this point, they had entered the heart of the Thousand Demon Sea.

Sometimes, a fleeting glance could feel the monstrous aura growing increasingly terrifying. Everyone trembled with fear, constantly on edge and unable to relax for a moment. Gradually, they started to feel a bit restless.

The short and stout monk could only appease again and again.

"There's a reef marked on the chart ahead. How about we take a break there before continuing" The scholar in green robes held up the chart and suggested, receiving unanimous agreement from the group.

In the Qian Yao Sea, they dared not fly until they reached their limit, otherwise, if they encountered a demon beast, they would face great danger.

As they were speaking, a black dot appeared on the surface of the sea in front of them. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a very small reef, large enough to accommodate only a dozen or so people for meditation. It was incredibly rare to find such a place in the vast ocean.

As everyone confirmed that no demon beasts lurked around the reef, they flew up one after another, taking turns on guard duty. The rest immediately sat down cross-legged, holding spirit stones in their hands and focusing on recovering their energy with all their might.

Soon, everyone's true essence recovered to its peak, and they were about to continue their journey when the short and fat cultivator suddenly pointed in another direction. "Let's go there!"

The crowd was overjoyed. "Have we reached the cave dwelling"

The short and stout cultivator nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, fellow daoists. The cave abode is on an island just ahead. If we leave now, we'll arrive in about two hours."

"What are we waiting for, let's go!" the thin old man exclaimed excitedly, stomping his foot and rushing out.

Everyone quickly followed suit.

This area was not marked on the sea chart and seemed unoccupied by large demons. The short, stout cultivator led them, almost flying in a straight line. After two hours, a black line appeared ahead.

As they approached, the black line grew clearer, gradually revealing the outline of an island.

Upon suddenly seeing this island, everyone's faces were filled with surprise.

This island was much larger than they had imagined, stretching at least dozens of miles north to south. Such a large island was rare in the Thousand Demon Sea, and in all these days they had only encountered this one.

The island was covered in lush vegetation, teeming with life and vibrant greenery.

Certain that there was no demonic beast aura on the island, the group quickened their pace. Just as they were about to reach their destination, the short and stout cultivator suddenly cried out, "Not good! Look there, the cold mist is already seeping out, the barrier is about to fail!"

Needless to say, from their vantage point, everyone had already noticed the only unusual place on the island.

In the southern part of the island, there is a hill.

On the hills, the grass was a lush green. However, in the center of the grassland, a patch of blue mist hung heavy in the air. Even from this distance, and under the midday sun, everyone could sense a faint chill emanating from the mist.

It seems this is the cold mist the short and stout monk spoke of. For some reason, it has seeped out from the cave opening, like a sapphire embedded in the ground.

However, the scenery surrounding the cold mist didn't look as beautiful.

The rolling hills, once covered in lush grasslands, were now blanketed in frost. The grass blades, sharp as swords, lay white and lifeless, a testament to the bitter cold. Even the ancient trees that lined the meadow's edge were not spared, their branches heavy with ice, transformed into icy sculptures.

And, under the influence of the cold mist, the chill is slowly spreading outwards. One can imagine that in a short time, the entire island will become an ice sheet, and all plants and creatures will be frozen to death.

No wonder they didn't find any monster beasts around the island, they were probably scared off by the aura of the cold mist.

How could it be this fast

The short, stout monk looked somewhat dazed and hurried towards the cold mist.

As the stout monk examined the restrictions, Qin Sang also flew over, wrapping his palm with true essence and tentatively reaching into the cold mist.

After he reached in, the cold mist showed no signs of abnormality. But Qin Sang immediately felt a bone-chilling coldness that pierced through his true energy and traveled to his hand. Almost instantly, he felt his palm losing sensation, as if it were being frozen stiff.

At this moment, Qin Sang only then discovered that the cold mist had unknowingly begun to invade his body.

Qin Sang's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly urged his kung fu to drive away the cold mist. Feeling the true essence consumed in this moment, he pondered inwardly.

This kind of cold mist is very strange. In terms of coldness alone, it's not as severe as the Xuan Shuang Sha Feng, but the Xuan Shuang Sha Feng can activate true energy to block it outside, and use yang heat objects to dispel the chill inside the body. The cold mist, however, cannot.

The encroachment of the cold mist is pervasive, external influences are ineffective, and it cannot be stopped. It seems that after entering the cave, one needs to constantly circulate their inner energy to resist the cold mist.

Qin Sang followed the short and fat cultivator inside. After walking a few steps, he saw a hole one zhang in diameter, shaped like a water pool. The hole was deep and dark, with an odd enchantment sealing its entrance. At this moment, it was slowly emitting cold mist.

Others are also trying, with discoveries similar to Qin Sang's, their expressions varying.

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The short and stout monk walked up to the cave entrance, examined it for a while, let out a long sigh of relief, signaled everyone to go out first, then said with a look of gratitude.

"Thankfully! Thankfully! We arrived in time. The seal is still intact, but because of Fan's reckless actions earlier, a crack appeared in the seal, and some cold mist escaped. For now, there's no need to worry about the seal being destroyed."

"However, if we wait any longer, the cold mist will dissipate too much, and the island's anomalies will sooner or later alert nearby powerful demons. We'll have no choice but to flee in disarray."

"Fellow cultivators, time is of the essence. Let's go in now"

The scholar in green flew to the top of an ice tree, looked around, and said, “Daoist Fan, we're just arriving. Isn't it too reckless to rush into the cave We don't know if there are powerful monsters lurking nearby. What if those monsters were hiding outside the cave and surrounded the island once we went in Then we would be trapped with nowhere to escape.”

Having said that, the scholar in green cupped his hands and narrowed his eyes, looking at the short and stout cultivator.

Upon hearing the scholar in blue's words, everyone immediately understood the profound meaning behind them.

Qin Sang nodded silently. After entering the cave, his true energy was consumed rapidly. Before going in, he had to eliminate the risks nearby first.

“The Blue Daoist makes a valid point,” the thin old man nodded in agreement.

The short and stout monk's face was a bit stiff. Under everyone's gaze, he could only compromise, "Daoist Yilan, what should we do to ensure nothing goes wrong"

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The scholar in green smiled and said, “It’s simple. We just need to conceal our aura, spend some time, and take a look around. Although some cold mist escapes, the range affected by this part of the cold mist is not large and is negligible. In my opinion, the cave's restrictions are still very strong, and it should not be broken through by the cold mist in a short period of time. Daoist Fan, you are concerned and confused.”

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