Bone Taoist

Chapter 874 Frozen Land

With evil spirits everywhere and heavy snow raging, the secret treasure house was in complete chaos.

Outside the secret treasure, there was also a sign of impending storm, with dark clouds pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it. The unusual movement under the cold abyss naturally attracted Dongfang Shuo's attention. He suddenly opened his eyes, with a sharp gleam in his pupils, and stared with a frown, remaining silent.

Several elders from Yancheng were already walking over, looking a little panicked.

"Your Highness, there is demonic energy lingering in this cold abyss, and the murderous spirit is running like a dragon or a tiger. Has something unexpected happened?" an old man asked in doubt.

"Nonsense! He must have touched some restriction and opened up the Nine Abysses of the Earth!" an elder scolded.

"This shouldn't happen. How could there be such a commotion with the disciples from Shendu Mountain here?"

"Your Highness, what should we do? Should we send people in to suppress it?"

Dongfang Shuo was silent for a few breaths, then slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back, his eyes were as bright as the sun, and the light of the law shone directly into the abyss. He spoke in a deep and calm voice, "There are thousands of cultivators and disciples from Shendu Mountain in the secret vault. If Yancheng needs to intervene even for this little unrest, why should we send them in this time?"

"Your Highness, do you mean to wait and see?" an elder asked cautiously. These elders didn't care, because those cultivators were not from Yancheng anyway.

"I'm afraid if this unrest expands, how will it end?" The old man seemed very worried.

Dongfang Shuo was very calm, and then said: "First, set up a spirit protection formation within a thousand miles of the secret treasure, and use the spirit-birthing weapon to suppress it. Don't let a single demon head out of the sky, and don't let the eight immortal sects and the six demon sects have a reason to interfere."

"As ordered!"

Hearing Dongfang Shuo's arrangement, several elders nodded in response.

Today, Dongfang Shuo is the helmsman of Yancheng and the only True Lord Hedao. Naturally, his words are the law of Yancheng. However, a great storm is about to come and all places are in turmoil. It is obvious that Dongsheng cannot hold on for much longer.

"Your Highness, should we inform 'True Lord Huiyue' about this matter?" an elder asked.

Dongfang Shuo paused, shook his head and said, "No need to disturb her."

The True Lord Huiyue mentioned by the elder is naturally the female cultivator from Shendu Mountain who had returned with Dongfang Shuo before. It was she who facilitated the cooperation between Shendu Mountain and Yancheng, and through this, she discovered the secret treasure of Hanyuan. The latter is now meditating in Yancheng and will probably stay there for some time, in order to intimidate Tianque Temple and Hehuan Sect in the central part of the country.

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In the deep snowfield of the secret treasure house, the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness hangs upside down in the boundless sky, oppressing the entire space so much that it is twisting and trembling.

This might be the only place in the entire secret treasure that has not been infected by evil spirits. Once a demon steps in here, he will be suppressed and crushed to pieces, because those demons can only rush around recklessly and have no knowledge of any strange methods. For them, this is naturally a dead end.

In the deepest part, across the snow-capped mountains, through the twisted river of space.

An icy land suddenly appeared before our eyes.

This area of ​​land is extremely peculiar. The ground is frozen and is hundreds of feet thick. The surrounding space is extremely distorted. There seems to be thunder blooming in the chaotic cracks. Looking up, there is a sky full of stars, as if you have come to the outside of the chaotic void!
On the frozen ground, a group of dozens of monks were looking around with their eyes wide open in shock and confusion.

"There is a different world. There is such a place at the end of the world." Tuoba Long said, holding a magic weapon in his hand.

"Are we still in the secret treasure? The surroundings are illuminated by the chaotic void. I don't know whether it is true or false." Jiang Li swallowed and felt his heart pounding.

"Friend Xu, are you sure this is the place?"

"Why aren't there any monks from Shendu Mountain here? Could it be that they haven't been here at all?!"

The other monks who followed Ye Zang and the others in also felt a little creepy and a little scared. The way back was gone, and the distorted space was full of thunder. Once swallowed by those chaotic cracks, I'm afraid even the soul would be torn apart.

Everyone was talking at once, but Ye Zang remained silent. His Dharma eyes suddenly lit up and he explored under the frozen ground.

"The underground is filled with rich spiritual energy, and the aura of the soul is like a boundless ocean. This is indeed the place where the owner of the secret treasure sat in meditation. As for the disciples of Shendu Mountain, I haven't seen any trace of them yet." Ye Zang inquired for a while and spoke calmly.

"underground?"

Upon hearing this, a casual cultivator frowned.

He hesitated for a moment, then covered his hand and slapped it, and the powerful magical power fell fiercely towards the frozen ground!
With a loud bang, the domineering magical power splashed countless ice chips, but it only left a faint mark on the frozen ground.

"This..." Jiang Luo widened his eyes.

A magical attack from a cultivator who had reached the Perfect Nascent Soul stage only left such a trace. The 100,000-year-old ice outside must be just like this. God knows how long this frozen land has existed.

The group of people did not give up and used various magical weapons to blast at the ice under their feet. The glow of their magical powers was extremely dazzling, and the deafening sound was like a thunderous explosion.

They worked for half an incense stick of time, but only managed to dig half an inch deep, so they had to give up.

"Is there no entrance here?" Tuoba Long couldn't help but ask.

Looking at the endless frozen land, Ye Zang fell silent for a moment.

His omniscient magic eyes could see through tens of thousands of feet, but even when he exerted his power to the extreme, he still could not see the end. He now even doubted whether they were still in the secret treasure.

The chaos and void shrink into an inch.

The space here caused the secret treasure to be distorted. Even if Ye Zang and others were taken outside the secret treasure, tens of thousands of miles away, Ye Zang would not be surprised.

"If I had known earlier, I should not have come here to look for the aura of the primordial spirit. How can such a spiritual treasure be obtained so easily?" A casual cultivator said with regret and sighed.

"What's the point of talking about this now? Let's split up and find a way out." A cultivator said impatiently, and directly used his escape technique to leave at a very fast speed.

The others also scattered and fled in all directions.

Only four people including Ye Zang were left, still staying where they were.

"Brother Xu, what should we do next?" Tuoba Long was also at a loss and asked. All along the way, they relied on Ye Zang's Dharma Eye to reach the depths, but it seemed that they were sinking deeper and deeper, like sinking into a quagmire. Now they wanted to leave, but there was no way to go.

Ye Zang remained silent, looking up at the starry sky. The distorted space seemed like the Milky Way was flowing, and he felt like he was in a fantasy land.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Zang took a deep breath and said calmly: "There is a method that can break the ice of thousands of miles, but the chaos it will cause is unpredictable."

Ye Zang could directly use the means of He Dao to forcibly break through the frozen ground, but this is obviously the last resort. He would not reveal his identity until the moment of life and death.

"What method?" Tuoba Long asked.

"Draw the thunder in the chaos cracks to break through the ice." Ye Zang bent his fingers and a trace of array patterns wandered on his fingertips.

(End of this chapter)