Miss Demon Lord will never surrender to the Saint

But it turned out that she seemed to have thought too much. This staircase was really just an ordinary staircase. Apart from the beautiful ice sculptures on both sides, there was nothing worth mentioning.

"These ice sculptures seem to be spiritual beasts from the North. They are quite similar." Qian Lin muttered as he climbed the stairs.

Some of the ice sculptures here are magical beasts that she has seen before, and some she has only seen in ancient books, which should be magical beasts from ancient times.

The person who built this palace is quite stylish, Qian Lin secretly complained in his heart.

This flight of stairs looked very long, but it didn't take the two of them much time to walk up it. After leaving the stairs, a very large square appeared in front of them.

There are also ice sculptures in the square, but these ice sculptures are not in the shape of spirit beasts, but human shapes.

"Wearing armor and kneeling facing the palace, what is this?" Qian Lin scratched her head. If she could understand the existence of those spirit beasts, she really didn't understand why these human-shaped ice sculptures existed.

It can't be just for the sake of looking good here, right?

Click...

It should... not be displayed for good looks?

There was a slight crisp sound in his ears, and Qian Lin's expression became a little embarrassed.

"They... moved?!" Ye Qiuhan subconsciously assumed a fighting stance.

But these ice sculpture guards did not seem to have any hostility. They stood up and walked to both sides of the square with stiff steps. However, not all guards left the square. Two ice sculpture guards who looked somewhat senior remained standing, blocking the way forward for Qian Lin and the other person.

"Do we have to defeat them before we can move forward?" Qian Lin looked at Ye Qiuhan. The process should be like this, right?

"Generally speaking, it's like this, a trial left behind by ancient powerful beings." Ye Qiuhan felt that Qian Lin's idea was correct. According to the procedure, there should be such a trial.

Perhaps they heard the conversation between the two people, the two ice sculpture guards who had been standing still just now drew out the ice crystal swords from their waists and assumed a fighting stance.

Okay, no need to guess, just make the call.

Qian Lin touched his waist, trying to draw out the soft sword, but after touching nothing, he remembered that his soft sword was taken back by Uncle Bi Bo.

Tsk, this is difficult. In desperation, Qian Lin had to use the Xuanming spiritual energy to condense an ice sword for temporary use.

Compared to Qian Lin who is used to using the spirit sword, Ye Qiuhan's performance is much more normal. It seems that her weapon can always be summoned and dismissed at will?

Watching Ye Qiuhan pull out the familiar sword from the branches, Qian Lin suddenly wanted to ask Ye Qiuhan what the origin of this sword was.

It seems that this was also the sword that the saint used to stab herself back then?

But before she could ask, the two ice sculpture soldiers rushed towards them with swords in hand. Qian Lin had no choice but to swing her sword and start a fight with one of the soldiers.

Bang!

Two ice crystal swords that looked almost identical collided, Qian Lin's face changed, this ice sculpture soldier was so powerful!

It is even bigger than that of an ordinary monk in the Body Tempering Realm!

After an unskillful fight, Qian Lin was pushed back several steps by the ice sculpture guards, and she was sure of one thing, that is, this ice sculpture soldier could only be outsmarted and not fought head-on.

Her strength was no match for the ice sculpture guard, and the other party was obviously a lifeless puppet. Exchanging blood with him would be tantamount to committing suicide.

"Skills? What a coincidence! I'm quite good at this. You've met your nemesis!"

144. The disobedient phantom

The movements of the ice sculpture guard were much more flexible than the giant ice bird that Ye Qiuhan had encountered before, and like the giant bird, it was almost immune to ice-based spiritual skills.

However, unlike the big bird, this guard still keeps its feet on the ground and will not fly up to attack.

This greatly reduced Qian Lin's pressure. I can't beat a bird, but I can beat you. Even if I'm holding a popsicle, I can still beat you to death!

Your movements are more flexible than that bird, and your fighting skills are also higher, but in my eyes, your skills and movements are full of mistakes!

Qian Lin's rich combat experience allowed her to see through the ice sculpture guards' movements at a glance, and these simple movements were not easy for her to deal with.

"Break!" The ice sword heavily hit the ice sculpture guard's right arm holding the sword. With a crisp cracking sound, the ice sword in Qian Lin's hand and the ice sculpture guard's shoulder armor shattered together.

So hard! Qian Lin's pupils shrank, and he lowered his head to avoid the left fist swung by the ice sculpture guard, and rolled twice on the ground to return to a safe area.

Standing up and seeing the armor constantly repairing itself, Qian Lin's head began to hurt.

It is no exaggeration to say that this ice sculpture guard may be the most difficult enemy she has ever encountered in her life. The abilities she is good at have no effect on this ice sculpture guard at all.

The opponents were immune to his ice-type spiritual skills, and were almost immune to his best blood-sucking tactics. Coupled with his terrifying defense, he was like a giant turtle.

"Do you want to kill it with one blow?" The broken ice sword condensed again in Qian Lin's hand. She remembered how Ye Qiuhan had dealt with the big bird before.

Finding the core and then killing it with one blow is the most effective way to deal with these ice spirit creatures.

Huh, Qian Lin calmed down and began to carefully feel the traces of spiritual energy in the air. If her guess was correct, this could help her find the core of this guard.

First, he eliminated his own Xuanming spiritual energy and the wood spiritual energy that was erupting next to him, and then captured the ice spiritual energy that was directly related to the guard in front of him...

Several faint blue light bands appeared in Qian Lin's perception. These light bands gathered in the guard's body to form a shining core.

right here!

Qian Lin clenched the ice sword in his hand, stomped heavily on the ground, and pounced towards the ice sculpture guard who seemed to have not reacted yet.

Qian Lin's kick created spider-web-like cracks on the solid ice surface. In the very center of the cracks, a small shoe print could be vaguely seen.

Although he is better at long-term blood-sucking battles, Qian Lin's short-term burst is also very powerful!

The white girl turned into a white flash and hit the guard who just raised his sword to protect his chest.

The guard's sword shattered in an instant, but the white flash continued to be powerful and hit the guard's body directly.

boom!

The guard who lost his weapon flew backwards, and a sharp sword pierced his chest and nailed him to the huge icicle at the edge of the square.

The guard struggled on the icicle for a few times, but eventually lost the ability to move. Through his perception, Qian Lin had already seen that the ice aura core was shattered by his own ice sword.

Done! She cheered a little in her heart, then turned to look around. If Ye Qiuhan hadn't dealt with his opponent, she wouldn't mind helping Ye Qiuhan.

But compared to himself whose strength was mostly targeted, the battle on Ye Qiuhan's side was much simpler. Ye Qiuhan, who had fought with similar opponents before, easily found a way to defeat the guards. At this moment, he had tied up his opponent and stabbed him to death with a sword.

The core of Ye Qiuhan's opponent is on his thigh, which is quite off-center.

"Luckily I used the Chunshui Shengsheng Pill to recover some of my spiritual energy, otherwise I would be out of spiritual energy now." After defeating his opponent, Ye Qiuhan stuck out his tongue and showed a playful smile.

Defeating this opponent seemed to be a happy thing for her.

"Don't be silly and keep going up." Qian Lin shook his head helplessly. What's so happy about this? He is just a child.

After the two ice sculpture guards were defeated, the ice sculpture guards surrounding the square reorganized their formation and formed two neat lines at the edge of the road, as if telling Qian Lin and the others to come here.

But this is obviously a one-shot operation. There is only one road leading to the huge palace. Qian Lin can't just go find a small path, right?

"This is obviously a relic left behind by an ancient great man, but why is it related to the mythical beast?" Qian Lin muttered softly while walking up the stairs and taking in the surrounding scenery.

Would a mythical beast build such a grand palace for itself? I don't think so.

I heard that the seal of Suzaku is in a huge volcano, and the palace does not exist.

"Perhaps this is the place where ancient monks worshipped divine beasts?" Ye Qiuhan scratched his head and subconsciously put forward his idea.

Then Qian Lin looked at her as if she was a fool.

"If it was an ordinary small temple, I would probably agree with your opinion, but such a large palace, do you think it could be a place to enshrine mythical beasts?" Qian Lin, who was once the number one person on the continent, felt that it was impossible for someone who could build such a palace to worship mythical beasts as a belief.

The owner of this palace is most likely an immortal, and the immortal's combat power is probably not lower than that of a divine beast.

"I would rather believe that the owner of this palace got something related to Xuanwu and hid it as a treasure..." Qian Lin suddenly stopped talking, because she had reached the end of the stairs, and here stood an ice sculpture several people tall.

With brocade clothes, embroidered jacket and fluttering sashes, even if it is just a statue, it can make people feel a kind of otherworldly beauty.

In a trance, Qian Lin seemed to see an extremely beautiful white-haired girl standing in front of him, smiling and extending her hand to him.

Involuntarily, she stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the snow-white soft hands that seemed to be made of ice and snow.

Just when she was about to touch those hands, another hand rushed out from the side and tightly clasped Qian Lin's hand.

Then, Ye Qiuhan's voice sounded in Qian Lin's ears, "Qian Lin, are you okay?"

The worried voice pulled Qian Lin out of the illusion. She blinked in confusion and found that she had come to the bottom of the statue without knowing when. If Ye Qiuhan had not stopped her, she would have reached out and touched the statue.

"I...saw a very beautiful girl. She looked just like me, almost exactly like me!"

To say that they are exactly the same would be an exaggeration on Qian Lin's part. The only thing she has in common with the girl in the illusion is the same color scheme.

The same long white hair, the same deep blue eyes, the girl had a great figure, while Qian Lin was a pathetic little flat face.

If the two of them walked together, they would probably be mistaken for a pair of sisters, the elder sister being mature and beautiful, while the younger sister being delicate and cute.

"Who do you think this statue belongs to?" Looking up at the ice sculpture in front of him, Qian Lin asked Ye Qiuhan a question.

Naturally, this question was not something Ye Qiuhan could answer. Even the Saint felt that this question was beyond her ability to answer after thinking about it.

Most of the things from ancient times have been lost, and only some names are mentioned in the few ancient books left. Now seeing an ice sculpture like this, who can figure out who is placed here?

"Maybe he is the owner of this palace, um, an ice immortal?" Ye Qiuhan found a possible answer from the bits and pieces he knew, "Qian Lin, do you think this person here could be the Xuanming Immortal?"

This is the only suspect Ye Qiuhan could think of who could attract Qian Lin here and build such a huge palace.

The owner of the first generation Xuanming body, the world's most powerful ice spiritual cultivator, the Xuanming Immortal!

'what? '

Just as Ye Qiuhan said the name, a slight sound of surprise sounded in the ears of both of them at the same time.

Suddenly, a faint blue light emerged from the statue and landed in front of the two people, transforming into a translucent human figure. She looked at Ye Qiuhan, who was alert, and smiled friendly, "Don't worry, I won't do anything bad to you. It's just that I didn't expect that even my descendants don't know of my existence."

Posterity?

Ye Qiuhan turned his head to look at Qian Lin. This should be Qian Lin, right?

It can't be me, a wood-type cultivator, right?

"Don't look at me, my last name is Qian. Immortal Xuanming has nothing to do with our Qian family." Qian Lin quickly shook her head. She was a real member of the Qian family. What did she have to do with Immortal Xuanming?

This secret realm fell into the hands of the Qian family thousands of years ago. At that time, the Xuanming Immortal had disappeared for who knows how long. If the Qian family were really the descendants of the Xuanming Immortal, would they have allowed the secret realm left by their ancestors to be lost for such a long time?

Hearing Qian Lin's rebuttal, the white-haired girl's shadow chuckled and walked towards the palace with the closed door. "If we talk about blood relationship, then you really have nothing to do with me."

Qian Lin and Ye Qiuhan looked at each other. Although they didn't understand what this "immortal" wanted to do, they believed that he didn't have any ill intentions.

Moreover, this phantom seems to be just a phantom, with almost no strength.

"Follow?"

"We're already here, do we have any other choice?" This time, Ye Qiuhan chose to rush forward and caught up with the phantom before Qian Lin.

"But the Xuanming Body in you is inherited from me, and the Xuanming Heart Sutra you are practicing now is also the result of my hard work." After Qian Lin and Ye Qiuhan caught up, the shadow continued, "Every time a cultivator with a Xuanming Body appears, I will sense it, but you are the only one who found this place."

Nonsense, who can find this damn place! Qian Lin complained in his heart. This is the deepest part of a secret realm with extremely harsh environment. Without the help of a venerable, there is no way to find the way here.

Almost all previous possessors of the Xuanming Body died at the very beginning of their cultivation journey, so how could they possibly find this place?

As the three people approached, the tightly closed door of the palace slowly opened, as if welcoming their arrival.

The shadow walked into the palace first, followed closely by Qian Lin.

But when Ye Qiuhan wanted to follow him into the palace, something strange happened. She was like being blocked by an invisible wall and could not enter the palace.

Ye Qiuhan clenched his fists and knocked hard on the door twice. Suddenly, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Something seems to be wrong!

"You are not the owner of the Xuanming body, so stay outside for a while. The environment in the palace later on will not be something an ordinary person like you can bear." The phantom said to Ye Qiuhan with a calm expression.

Qian Lin's attention had been attracted by the ice crystal throne in the center of the palace. She subconsciously looked at the shadow beside her, and the thought that popped into her mind was, can you really sit on such a big throne?

But soon, she realized that this throne was not for sitting on. It was more like a seal to seal a drop of blue-gold blood.

Dark blue icy spiritual energy surged around the throne. It was this spiritual energy and the attack of the Blood Butterfly Venerable that worked together to split the iceberg and opened the way to the frozen palace for Qian Lin.

"What is that?" Qian Lin asked, already having the answer in her mind. She now hoped very much that her guess was wrong.

But the words of the phantom shattered the fantasy in her heart. This drop of blood was exactly what she was thinking of.

"Xuanming blood essence, or...Xuanwu blood essence." The shadow calmly explained the origin of this drop of blood, "I once fought a battle with Xuanwu and took some of her blood essence from her. I used some of it to refine pills to increase my cultivation, and the rest was used to improve the Xuanming Heart Sutra."

You fought Xuanwu and won?!

"Is the Xuanming Body really related to Xuanwu?"

"There wasn't any before, but after me, there is one." The shadow nodded, "I considered that the cultivators of later generations might not be able to withstand the backlash of the Xuanming body, so I came up with this idea, using the essence and blood of the Xuanwu to strengthen their physique so that they can withstand the backlash of the Xuanming body."

No wonder all the previous owners of the Xuanming Body died miserably. So this is the reason. Qian Lin doesn’t know how to comment on this.