Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Although some monsters still felt dizzy, overall, the impact of the bell was almost negligible.

Seeing this, the silver-shirted woman's complexion improved slightly, but she suddenly remembered something in her mind, so her figure flashed and turned into a ball of bright crystal light that shot straight into the sky.

Then, the crystal light exploded in the air, turning into countless thin crystal threads that flashed in the void. After a moment, the crystal light gradually converged, and the woman gently returned to the top of the iceberg again, with a livid face.

"What on earth happened? Why did Fairy Feng not hesitate to use up a large amount of mana to perform the Great Searching Gods and Splitting Minds Technique?"

The old man in his seventies frowned and asked slowly.

"These monks from Xiaoji Palace actually activated the Zhenhai Bell and dispatched many monks to slaughter the low-level creatures of our Binghai clan in various places. Although I only sensed the situation in a small area, many creatures have been killed."

The woman in silver snorted coldly, with a cold light flashing in her pupils.

"How could this be true? I have heard that a noble once possessed a rare treasure that could make the bones of a monster with icy properties loosen and become unable to move. Could it be this treasure called the 'Sea-Suppressing Bell'? However, how could it fall into the hands of a human cultivator?"

The boy said thoughtfully.

"It's actually not a big deal. This treasure is not as magical as the legend says. It's just a replica of a spiritual treasure. The impact on the monsters above level eight is extremely slight, and they can completely resist the sound of the bell with their own magic power. But the monsters below level eight will indeed be greatly frightened. When the Ice Soul Fairy froze our Ice Abyss Island, she disappeared unexpectedly."

The woman in silver took a deep breath, and her expression returned to normal in an instant.

"I see. This is probably the method that Fairy Bingpo left behind to restrain the nobles. What are you going to do next, Fellow Daoist Feng? Do you need to send people to rescue the nobles?"

The elderly man in his seventies stroked his beard and asked calmly.

"No need. The effect of these sea-suppressing bells can only last for an incense stick of time at most. By the time we arrive at the scene, these human monks will have already evacuated. Even if they are all eliminated, it will not cause much impact. Because there are enough low-level creatures in our ice sea."

"What's more, this is something that is absolutely impossible to achieve! Even with the help of the Zhenhai Bell, they are already very lucky to find half of them and take action in time. But I have already remembered this grudge. Listen carefully, after we break into the Xiaoji Palace, we must not let go of any of the low-level cultivators who have not yet entered the Xuling Palace. We must wipe them out completely."

The woman in silver shirt lowered her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with strong murderous intent.

The ice sea monsters around her responded one after another.

"Haha, that's great. Let's start working on breaking the formation now. Although the nobles can't arrive in time, the low-level passages in our Ten Thousand Demons Valley are still intact. As long as the cold air on the island dissipates, we can take the opportunity to rush in and support you. However, before that, we must first break the formation in front of us."

The young man smiled slightly and continued. He then opened his mouth and spit out a ball of black gas, which then transformed into a gray flag floating in front of him.

When the woman in the silver shirt saw the flag, her brows twitched slightly, and she concentrated her attention on staring at it and observing it carefully.

This cloth flag is only five or six inches wide and is covered with a layer of gray light. Although the flag is only the size of a palm, it is full of strange shadows, as if countless demons and monsters are hidden in it. However, what is surprising is that the cloth flag is silent and no strange sounds come from it.

"Could this be Gui Gu's Ten Thousand Demons Banner?"

After observing for a moment, the woman in silver shirt turned her gaze to the boy and asked.

"Fellow Daoist Feng has a unique vision! It is true. After thousands of years of being soaked in the demonic energy in the valley, the power of this banner is immeasurable. Although it is only a clone, it is impossible to fully exert the full power of this banner. However, as long as all Daoists work together, I believe that in just a few days, we will be able to use the demonic energy in the banner to completely destroy the restriction in front of us."

The boy replied quite complacently.

Then, he rubbed his hands together, and a grey spell fell on the banner.

In an instant, gray light flickered, and the small flag began to spin. The illusions of various monsters on it also swayed, appearing more and more dense and complicated, and the number was so large that it was simply dizzying.

Upon seeing this, the woman in silver shirt nodded slightly to show her approval. She then gave an order and many monsters around her leaped into the air, spewing out clouds and mist, or using their magical weapons.

The old man gave the same order calmly.

The monsters from the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters also transformed into various lights and soared into the sky, casting spells to drive magic weapons.

In an instant, evil winds blew up, almost covering half of the sky.

When the boy saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. Then his cheeks tensed and he recited an obscure mantra. The Ten Thousand Demons Banner in front of him actually grew wildly without any warning under the effect of the mantra.

Once the spell was chanted, it lasted for a whole cup of tea.

A huge cloth flag as thick as a water tank and hundreds of feet high stands on the top of the iceberg, like a giant pillar supporting the sky.

The illusions of monsters on the banners also became lifelike, circling and dancing above the banners, ready to strike.

"Go!"

The boy let out a deafening roar and silently recited some magic spell in his heart.

In an instant, the roars of countless monsters were heard from the flags. All kinds of monsters, wrapped in colorful demonic clouds and demonic energy, rushed towards the white cold air on the opposite side like a flood that broke through a dam.

The group of monsters in the sky were not to be outdone, and they swept down with the same overwhelming force.

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen figures of various shapes suddenly appeared in the cold air. They hid in the restrictions, released all kinds of light with a wave of their hands, and faced the group of monsters head-on.

In an instant, a thrilling battle began.

While the war was raging outside the Xiaoji Palace, within the hurricane among the rocks in the Xuanyu Cave, there was a white lotus half a meter in size.

Yan Yun formed seals with his hands and a very thin wisp of white flame spurted out of his mouth, injecting it into a giant ball of light not far ahead.

In addition to Yan Yun's Shura Holy Fire, this ball of light also incorporates four extremely cold flames of black, purple, yellow and green. These are the cold flames spewed out by the old woman and others sitting cross-legged in other lotuses.

However, at this moment, the five people including Yan Yun looked exhausted, their faces slightly pale, and they were obviously exhausted.

On the surface of the light ball in the center of the magic circle, various colors of flames flowed continuously, and a figure could be vaguely seen sitting inside. This person was more than ten feet tall and had an unusually sturdy figure, which made people doubt whether he was Master Hanli.

However, a closer look at his face revealed the image of a sturdy male monk in his thirties.

However, his physical features were extremely similar to those of the original Master Hanli, as if Master Hanli was decades younger, had regained his youthful vitality, and had returned to the appearance of his prime.

This scene is truly a mysterious and strange one.

However, what was even more eye-catching was the sturdy man, with his extremely strong upper body naked. A silver dagger was inserted into key parts of his body, such as his shoulders, chest, neck and abdomen. The tip of the knife was deeply embedded in the wounds, but not a single blood flowed out of the wound.

Not far away, the sturdy man had his eyes closed. Several insects made of various colors of light, only a few inches long, were attached to his body like a nest, constantly shuttling through his skin.

Every time a small insect penetrated, the strong man's whole body would tremble and a look of pain would appear on his face, as if he was experiencing some extreme torture.

However, if you observe carefully, you will be surprised to find that these so-called small insects are actually condensed from various extremely cold fires. When the light insect enters and exits once, its size will shrink.

When the bugs get small enough, they make a slight "pop" sound and then automatically dissipate into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, a wisp of flame of the same color will fly out from the light ball outside, condense into another light insect nearby, and then drill into the strong man's body again, repeating the process.

At this moment, if any cultivator could penetrate the body of this sturdy man, he would be surprised to see that in his dantian, there was a three-inch Nascent Soul that looked very similar to the sturdy man, with seals in his hands and his whole body covered with a layer of blue ice flames.

Although the light insects outside the body could easily pass through the blue ice flames, the little Yuanying ignored it and allowed the light insects to drill into his slightly open nostrils, then drill out of his mouth after a while, and then leave the strong man's body again.

The Nascent Soul had a blank expression on its face, but the blue flames on its body flickered on and off, making it look particularly mysterious.

As time passed, the strong man's body suddenly trembled violently, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.

Yan Yun and the others who had originally released the extremely cold flames seemed to have received some kind of signal and changed the spells in their hands almost at the same time. The various colored cold flames that had originally surrounded the light ball instantly rolled up in the opposite direction, and the light lotuses under them also disappeared at the same time.

Afterwards, they took the pills or took out the spirit stones and closed their eyes to regulate their breathing.

They had experienced this situation more than ten times in a row, and each time it almost exhausted most of their mana.

Fortunately, they were all wealthy people, and with the help of various elixirs and spiritual stones, they could fully recover in just half a day.

Seeing Yan Yun and others retract the cold flame, the sturdy man sitting in the light ball closed his eyes again, as if he had entered a state of meditation.

As time passed, the old woman suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the strong man in the light ball, and then sighed deeply.

"I really admire Brother Hanli for being able to endure the pain of the Five Flames Marrow Cleansing. Although he intentionally controlled the power of the cold flames, that feeling was undoubtedly worse than death. This shows that Brother Hanli must have practiced some unique body-building exercises. Otherwise, his body would have collapsed long ago. This is definitely not something that can be sustained by just a strong divine consciousness."

"Mrs. Long is indeed well-informed! Senior Brother Hanli did practice a secret body-building technique in his early years, which made his physical strength far exceed that of ordinary cultivators."

The middle-aged man in blue shirt then opened his eyes and said with a smile.

"I see. No wonder the secret technique was performed so smoothly. However, we have already used the cold flame to cleanse Fellow Daoist Hanli's bones and muscles many times, fully stimulating all his potential. It is estimated that both Fellow Daoist Master's body and Nascent Soul have reached their limits. Now there is only the last critical step left. Whether it will succeed or not, I am afraid it will be within these two days."

The gray-robed monk also spoke, with a serious expression.

"However, the mysterious jade cold energy in the magic circle seems to be a little insufficient. We need to suspend the operation of the magic circle and replenish some from the outside." Yan Yun reminded calmly.

"Oh my! I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Yan actually understood the details of this secret technique to such an extent that he could even see this. It is indeed correct. At the critical moment, it is indeed necessary to re-gather the surrounding Xuanyu cold energy in order to proceed smoothly."

A loud and surprised response came from Master Hanli within the light ball.

Yan Yun's heart trembled and he turned to look at Master Hanli.

I saw that Master Hanli had stood up at some point, his figure slowly rising in the milky white cold light, but the five short blades that were originally stuck in his body fell off without a trace without anyone noticing.

There was not even a trace of the stab wound, which contrasted with the smile on his young face and looked quite strange.

"It's actually nothing serious. Yan is just making a random guess."

Yan Yun laughed it off and answered vaguely.

"Oh? Brother Yan has observed this far. I wonder how confident I am about breaking through the bottleneck this time? Is it different from what I expected?"

Master Hanli casually took out a blue robe from his storage bag and put it on, but asked Yan Yun meaningfully.

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. This secret technique was invented by you, how dare I speculate on the outcome!" Yan Yun responded with a calm expression.

Master Hanli laughed loudly and stopped asking questions. Instead, he floated in the air, waving his hands continuously. Several magic spells flew out and disappeared in the surrounding light curtain in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, the surrounding magic arrays emitted a strange humming sound and then stopped working.

The five beams of light disappeared in an instant, and Yan Yun and others fell from the void at the same time.

The surrounding light curtains and the external hurricane had disappeared, and the milky white cold light attacked everyone again. However, they were prepared and activated the cold flames to protect themselves.

"For the next whole day, I will make some minor adjustments to the magic circle, and then re-condense some of the cold energy. During this time, fellow Taoists, you may wish to take a good rest."

"By this time tomorrow, I hope you will lend me a helping hand again and help me break through the bottleneck. If I can succeed, I will keep my promise to you all."

Master Hanli straightened his tall body, clasped his fists towards Yan Yun and the others, and said sincerely. (End of this chapter)