“Fellow Daoist Master, what does this mean?!”

Master Mojiu’s Buddhist beads shattered into pieces, and the golden body of an arhat appeared around him.

Bai Mengxin’s Fengli Ice Flame has condensed into armor, but she was shocked to find that the formation had already been reversed.

The five of them had clearly become sacrifices of the sacrificial formation!

Chen Yun sneered, and the gold-eating bug in his sleeve turned into a golden rainbow and flew straight towards the ancient mirror.

Amid the harsh sound of insects gnawing at the mirror, he turned to look at Master Hanli:

“The transformation into a god is fake, the opening of the ancient teleportation array is real, right?”

In the violent turmoil that shook the earth and mountains, the red-hot lava and the extremely cold black ice blended together and miraculously gathered into a pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth.

The light inside the beam shines mysteriously and shockingly.

At this moment, Master Hanli’s body slowly faded away in the light column, as if it was about to disappear into nothingness.

However, his voice became clearer during this process, as if to penetrate this strange scene and convey some profound meaning:
“Fellow Daoist Chen is indeed very intelligent, but it’s a pity that this body… was originally a special container prepared for this important moment today…”

The Bingyuan Ancient Road, a corridor made of black ice, sparkles with a faint blue light under the illumination of the moonstone.

Chen Yun lightly touched the ice wall, and the cold air rushed straight to his dantian along his meridians. He quietly practiced the Qingyuan Sword Technique to dissolve this extremely cold force.

In front, Master Hanli’s wide sleeves were blown by the strong wind, and with every step he took, spider-web-like frost patterns appeared on the ice steps.

The palace bell around Bai Yaoyi’s waist made a crisp sound, which was particularly harsh in the enclosed space.

The rosary on the gray-robed monk’s neck glowed with golden light, interweaving with the moonlight reflected from the ice wall to form a blurred halo.

The old woman’s skinny hands were always hidden in her sleeves. Chen Yun noticed that the bone ring on her index finger had bloodstains on it.

“Master Hanli’s generosity is astonishing.”

The gray-robed monk suddenly spoke, his voice like an ancient bell, “This Mysterious Ice Ladder is based on the Nine Nether Cold Marrow. I’m afraid it has exhausted Bei Ming’s accumulation of a hundred years.”

Master Hanli paused for a moment, ice crystals condensing into frost at his temples:

“Master, you have a keen eye. Back then, in order to obtain these 360 ​​pieces of black ice, I lost two Nascent Soul Elders.”

Before he could finish his words, the sound of dragging chains came from deep in the tunnel, as if a huge creature was awakening in the darkness.

Thousands of icy spikes hang from the dome of the Jade Palace, shaped like inverted swords.

When the milky white stone door engraved with ancient runes came into view, Chen Yun’s pupils suddenly contracted.

The relief on the lintel is surprisingly 70% similar to the patterns on the Xu Tian Ding.

“This is a forbidden area of ​​our palace. No one is allowed to enter without permission.”

The gray-haired old man slowly walked out of the shadows, the blue spots on his cheeks flickering with an eerie purple glow under the reflection of the moonstone.

The bronze compass hanging around his waist suddenly started to spin on its own, and the twelve Earthly Branches glowed blood-red.

The blue flames in Master Hanli’s sleeves surged and instantly condensed into an ice shield.

The two powerful energies collided with each other, and the ice spikes on the dome fell down one after another, shattering into powder before reaching the ground.

The seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords in Chen Yun’s hand trembled slightly, making a subtle buzzing sound, and he took a half step back calmly.

“Junior Brother Ye’s Zhou Tianyi skills have become more and more sophisticated.”

Master Hanli smiled slightly, and his fingers gently slid across the spider-web-like cracks on the surface of the ice shield:
“Unfortunately, the monitoring magic treasure needs the power of thirty-six elders to be activated. Now…”

He looked around and saw several cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul with cold sweat on their foreheads.

The gray-haired old man suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed the compass, and a bloody spell appeared on the bronze surface.

The old woman stretched out her withered claws at lightning speed, crossing a distance of three meters, but was ultimately blocked by the icy flame of the middle-aged man in green.

“Does Elder Ye intend to use a blood sacrifice to activate the Zhou Tian Instrument?”

The blue flames on the fingertips of the man in green shirts changed like a snake: “You should understand the consequences of using forbidden weapons in front of the Void Spirit Palace.”

Sixteen jade pendants floated in the air. Master Hanli bit his tongue and turned his blood essence into ice crystals which merged into the center of the formation.

Chen Yun observed that these jade pendants had the same shape, but the direction of their cracks was consistent with the Zhoutian stars, and they were obviously spiritual treasures that were disassembled in ancient times.

As the incantation echoed in the ice palace, the jade pendant burst into spiritual light and projected a vast star map on the dome. When the five-colored light and shadow condensed into the figure of a woman, Chen Yun’s Brahma True Demonic Art automatically operated, and a three-headed, six-armed Dharma image vaguely emerged behind him.

“Xutian Palace Master…”

He suppressed his inner fluctuations and found that the eyes of Light and Shadow were somewhat similar to those of the Saint of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan.

Bai Yaoyi suddenly let out a muffled groan, blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, and cracks appeared on the ice crystals around her.

When the light and shadow touched the stone door, the entire ice palace began to shake. A faint female voice came from Chen Yun’s sea of ​​consciousness:

“Those who disturb the yin and yang shall suffer eternal damnation.”

He looked up suddenly and saw that the veins on Master Hanli’s neck were bulging. It was obvious that he had also heard the warning.

Amid the roar of the stone door opening, Chen Yun felt the breath of death.

That was not ordinary cold air, but a mysterious icy gale mixed with the power of space cracks.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators who were the first to be hit were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, and the protective spiritual light shattered like thin paper.

The middle-aged man in green shouted loudly and offered nine ancient bronze lamps. Master Hanli used blood as ink to draw talismans in the air.

The ice flame runes condensed into eight cold dragons and pounced towards the storm.

Chen Yun activated the Ming Wang Jue, and golden light shone through his body. The moment the strong wind touched the golden light, he felt the wailing of countless resentful souls.

This cold air actually sealed the remaining souls of the monks who died in the ancient battlefield.

In the gap in the wind torn open by the old woman, the frozen skeleton of a giant beast could be vaguely seen, with dark blue soul fire flickering in its eye sockets.

Bai Yaoyi crushed the jade pendant on her waist, and the ice crystals reorganized into the image of a black bird.

When the black bird’s wings wrapped around her, Chen Yun caught a glimpse of the ice phoenix pattern emerging on her chest, confirming that she had the blood of the Heavenly Phoenix.

His mind raced, and the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword formed a sword formation in his sleeves.

The golden bell shadow cast by the gray-robed monk suddenly turned and covered the two elders of Xiaoji Palace.

Amid screams, the flesh and blood of the two men turned into golden liquid and seeped into the body of the bell.

“Great Lord of Yan?”

Chen Yun’s pupils suddenly shrank. This was the secret technique of Dayan Jue that had been lost for thousands of years.

The middle-aged man in green took advantage of the chaos to approach the stone gate, with blue flames surging from his sleeves.

Master Hanli sneered, turned around and cast an ice talisman.

The moment the flame collided with the ice talisman, the space twisted—it turned out to be a dry blue ice flame mixed with the power of space!
Chen Yun’s sword formation suddenly turned, and seventy-two sword lights blocked the green-shirted man’s retreat.

At the same time, the crisp sound of iron chains breaking was heard from the depths of the ice fog, and a pressure beyond the Spirit Transformation Stage surged like a tide.

Master Hanli laughed wildly, shaking off the icicles on the roof of the hall: “Thank you all for helping me to unlock the seal of Xuanyu Cave! This ancient icy immortal body, I will gladly accept it!”

A blue rainbow burst out from the top of his head, and it turned out that his Nascent Soul had left his body and flew straight into the depths of the sea of ​​fog.

Just as Chen Yun was about to give chase, a blood-colored pattern suddenly appeared on the ice beneath his feet.

Before Bai Yaoyi finished her exclamation, the entire palace began to collapse, and the cracks in space opened like the mouth of a vicious beast…

The blue light emitted by more than a thousand black ice pillars intertwined into a net in the air. As soon as Chen Yun’s fingertips touched the ice wall, the Purple Luo Extreme Fire let out a piercing scream.

The extreme cold flowed upstream along the meridians, the Yuanying in Dantian suddenly opened its eyes, and a three-colored flame wheel appeared behind its head.

The rosary on the grey-robed monk’s neck exploded, and the eighteen relics turned into golden lotuses to protect his body, but were frozen into amber when the ice net closed in.

“Han Li, how dare you plot against me!” the old woman shouted, and the yellow flame of the cane in her hand suddenly surged three feet. The eyes of the skull on the top of the cane shot out red light, burning holes in the ice curtain.

Master Hanli stood on the remains of the altar, with the blue ice flames condensing into armor around him: “The Nine Nether Bone Fire is indeed worthy of its reputation, but unfortunately…”

He flicked his fingers, and the ice crystal chain that emerged from the crack suddenly accelerated.

The moment the green-shirted man’s Nascent Soul was pulled away from his body, Chen Yun caught a glimpse of an ice coffin attached to the end of the chain.

The face of the woman in the coffin was identical to the phantom of the Lord of Xutian Palace.

The lifeblood that Bai Mengxin sprayed out condensed into an ice phoenix in the air. However, the small tripod that Hanli sacrificed had a gluttonous pattern on it that swallowed the ice phoenix alive.

The fragment of Xu Tian Ding in Chen Yun’s sleeve was as hot as a branding iron, and the restrictions in his body suddenly reversed.

The tracking mark planted in the Xutian Palace that year actually resonated with the ice coffin, and the sigh of the Silver Moon Wolf Saint came from the sea of ​​consciousness:
“Xuanyu Cave…is actually her burial place…”

“What are you waiting for, Mr. Chen?”

The gray-robed monk roared suddenly, and the shadow of the golden bell crashed into the ice net.

Chen Yun took the opportunity to activate the Brahma True Demon Power, and the three-headed, six-armed Dharma image held the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword and chopped hard.

The moment the sword energy touched the icicle, the tripod pattern suddenly flowed backwards.

Those ancient runes actually have the same origin as the restrictions of the Xu Tian Ding!
Master Hanli’s pupils suddenly shrank, and he said in a deep voice: “You are indeed carrying the Xutian inheritance!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the blue ice flame quickly turned into a giant palm and attacked Chen Yun. Chen Yun sneered and crushed the jade pendant on his waist.

Seventy-two golden flying swords flew out from the blood mist, forming a sword formation and crushing the giant ice flame palm into pieces.

The cracks in the altar completely collapsed, and the ice coffin slowly rose.

There were nine black ice nails inserted into the chest of the woman in the coffin, and each nail was connected to a bronze chain.

The old woman suddenly laughed wildly:

“I see! You want to use the Five Extremes Cold Flame to refine the Ice Soul Immortal Body!”

“Daoist Huang Quan has extraordinary insights.”

Han Li pinched his fingers to activate the small tripod, “This immortal body has been sealed by the master of Xutian Palace for ten thousand years. Today is my turn…”

Before she finished her words, the ice coffin suddenly trembled and the woman’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

The fragments of Xu Tian Ding in Chen Yun’s body burst out with green light, and the immortal body in the coffin actually opened its eyes!
“not good!”

Han Li retreated violently, and two blue rays shot out from his immortal body’s eyes. The icicle that was hit instantly vaporized, revealing the blood-colored formation behind it.

That turned out to be the core of the ancient blood sacrifice formation.

Bai Mengxin’s broken Nascent Soul suddenly screamed: “Brother, you lied to me! We agreed to study the Great Dao together…”

The Ice Soul Immortal Body raised his hand leisurely, and nine black ice nails flew away instantly.

Seeing the opportunity, the gray-robed monk took out the demon-subduing pestle, but was blown lightly by the Ice Soul Immortal Body and turned into ice chips.

Chen Yun seized the opportunity and pressed the broken pieces of Xu Tian Ding into the ice net. A green light flashed by, and the restrictions melted away like spring snow.

“go!”

He grabbed the old woman’s sleeve, cleared a path with his sword, and rushed towards the side door.

Han Li frantically urged the small tripod, but the Qianlan Ice Flame backfired on itself.

The Ice Soul Immortal Body tapped lightly with its jade finger, and the Frost Li Battle Armor shattered into pieces:
“How dare you, a mere ant, covet my Dharma body.”

A dull thunder sounded from deep within the earth, and the entire Void Spirit Palace began to collapse.

Chen Yun swung his sword to split the talisman at the side door, and outside the door was a deep icy abyss.

The old woman suddenly grinned, and a line of blood shot out from her bone ring and wrapped around Chen Yun: “Boy, I’ll lend you my body!”

The Brahma True Demonic Art started to operate spontaneously, and the three-colored flame wheel crushed the blood line.

Chen Yun grabbed the old woman’s head with his backhand and forcibly performed the soul-searching technique. The secret conversation between Han Li and the mysterious man emerged from the memory fragments:

“You need to gather all five extreme cold flames and offer them as sacrifices before you can awaken the Ice Soul…”

The Bingpo immortal body fully awakened, and its jade feet crushed the altar.

Hanli’s Yuanying was sucked into the small cauldron, and the shadow of Taotie appeared on the cauldron.

The Ice Soul Immortal Body gave a light shout, and the entire ice column formation rolled back, sealing the small tripod into ten thousand feet of black ice.

The gray-robed monk burned his blood, and the golden bell wrapped the two of them and rushed into the icy abyss. Behind them came the cold and clear voice of the immortal body:
“Tell the Lord of Xutian Palace that my debt…will eventually be settled…”

The black ice crystals seeping out of the walls of the stone house squirmed like living things and condensed into hundreds of thumb-sized Yuanying ice sculptures.

The beads on the monk’s neck suddenly snapped, and the relic fell to the ground with a crisp sound:
“Infant-Eating Soul-Sealing Technique! Fellow Daoist Hanli, what does this mean?”

The blue ice flame behind Master Hanli surged three feet and condensed into a gluttonous image in the air: “Since fellow Taoists have already joined the game, why ask more questions?”

Nine black ice orders flew out of his sleeves, and more than a thousand ice pillars on the top of the cave exploded.

The milky white cold light turned into chains that wrapped around everyone. The Taiyin True Fire in Chen Yun’s sleeves suddenly burst out, and the chains broke wherever the red light passed.

“Sure enough, there is a back-up plan!”

The yellow flame from the old woman’s walking stick condensed into a skull ghost head, which spewed out nine nether phosphorous fires that burned towards Hanli.

The middle-aged man in green shirt suddenly retreated violently, and the black ice flame condensed into a lotus platform under his feet: “Brother, don’t forget our agreement!”

Han Li smiled coldly, pinched his fingers to perform a magic spell, and the black jade vein under the ground suddenly bulged.

A blood-colored array pattern appeared under Chen Yun’s feet, and the seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords spontaneously formed a Zhoutian Sword Formation. The collision between the sword energy and the array pattern burst out a dazzling golden light.

The gray-robed monk seized the opportunity to sacrifice the demon-subduing pestle, and the shadows of eight celestial dragons appeared faintly in the Buddha’s light.

The phantom of the Ice Soul Immortal Body lightly tapped with its jade fingers, and the temperature of the entire cave dropped sharply.

Chen Yun’s purple fire froze on his body surface, the three-color flame wheel of the Nascent Soul in his Dantian was spinning rapidly, and a ray of red light shone from the top of his head.

The Taiyin True Fire swells up in the wind and transforms into the cry of a fire phoenix. Wherever it passes, the cold light of black jade is like snow meeting the sun.

“Taiyin is really hot!”

Hanli’s pupils suddenly shrank, and the dry blue ice flame condensed into a spear and threw it out.

The fire phoenix spread its wings and swallowed the spear, then pounced towards the icy shadow with its remaining force.

The blood pattern between the immortal body’s eyebrows suddenly lit up, the huge rock at the bottom of the cave exploded, and nine rays of icy divine light shot out from the cold light ball.

The old woman screamed suddenly, and the yellow flame skull was pierced by the divine light.

The gray-robed monk’s pestle froze bit by bit, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the golden body of the Buddha.

Chen Yun swung his sword quickly, and the Taiyin Fire Phoenix collided with the Bingpo Divine Light, and the space cracked like glass.

The middle-aged man in green took the opportunity to escape to the front of the stone house, bit his tongue and spurted out blood.

A blood-colored array diagram appeared on the wall of the Sun Essence Stone, and the black ice crystal Yuanying opened their eyes one after another.

The entire stone house rose from the ground and turned into a square tripod that was a hundred feet in size and fell upside down.

Soul Devouring Cauldron! The descendant of the old demon Huangquan has appeared!

The gray-robed monk’s eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body was shrouded in the shadow of a golden bell.

Chen Yun protected his body with the Taiyin Fire Phoenix and caught a glimpse of the Taotie pattern on the tripod, which actually resonated with the fragments of the Xutian Tripod.

The Yuanying in the Dantian suddenly opened his eyes, and the shadow of a silver moon wolf appeared in the three-color flame wheel. (End of this chapter)