stonecrandall Chapter 217 The Nameless One
Chapter 217 The Nameless One
Chapter 217 The Nameless One
Xue Di rubbed Xiao Bai's head and said, "Alright, that's enough. I need to get ready to start my experiment."
Xiao Bai said worriedly, "But...didn't the Ice Emperor say that there might be problems in the far north recently? Snow Emperor, you've chosen to go into seclusion at this time, what if something unexpected happens..."
Xue Di also frowned.
"In that case, I will first tour the far north and make arrangements for its future administration."
Xiao Bai quickly said, "I'll go too."
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Snow Empress began her seclusion half a month later.
An old man dressed in a black robe searched tirelessly on the outer edge of the far north, his presence obscured by black mist.
"Damn it, what's wrong with the soul beasts in the far north? I just wanted to catch an ordinary ten-thousand-year-old soul beast to test my soul tool, but after wandering around outside, I haven't found a single one that's over five thousand years old. There's not a single suitable guinea pig."
The old man's name was... well, never mind, I won't go into details.
Gazing at the core area of the far north, the old man hesitated for a moment.
Although he had long been honored as a Title Douluo, he still dared not venture deep into the far north, because the core area was the territory of the Three Kings of the Far North. If he encountered any of them, he would probably lose his life there.
But by then it was too late to turn around and go to other gathering places of spirit beasts.
Or rather, the old man's remaining lifespan was no longer enough for him to take his time. If the experiment failed, only the mine in the far north could support him to rebuild the Consecration Platform and conduct another experiment. Traveling to places outside the far north would take half a month, and the old man could not wait any longer.
Gritting his teeth, the old man looked towards the far north, enveloped in black mist as he ventured deeper into the core area of the far north.
Finally, the old man saw the ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts he needed... a group.
And Titan Snow Demon King, one of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North, located among the Soul Beasts.
At the same time, the Titan Snow Demon King suddenly turned his gaze toward the place where the old man was.
Although the old man's aura was concealed by the black mist, the snow did not lie; the snow falling on the ground next to the old man was not following the correct path!
As a Titan Snow Demon King who possessed a trace of the Ice God's bloodline, he immediately noticed the unusual information that the snowflakes were conveying to him.
In an instant, the Titan Snow Demon King strode across the horde of soul beasts with its massive body and charged toward the old man.
"Damn it! We've been discovered!"
The old man suddenly flew back the way he came, trying to shake off the soul beast behind him.
However, how could the old man, who was now the target of everyone's hatred, escape the pursuit of all the soul beasts in the far north? The next moment, a white figure flew across the vast snowfield and caught up with the old man.
"There are actually 100,000-year-old flying soul beasts in this far north!"
Looking at the large white bird before him, the old man's expression grew even more grim.
Who would have thought that in the far north, a place known as a bird-free zone, there would actually be bird-like spirit beasts that are 100,000 years old?
Am I doomed to fail here?
With the presence of a 100,000-year-old snow owl, the old man wanted to land and fly close to the ground, but he was worried that this would put him within the Snow Demon King's attack range. He was at a loss for what to do.
As the old man was slammed to the ground by the snow owl, he instantly coughed up blood. Then came the enormous hand of the Titan Snow Demon King. The old man frantically activated his invincible shield, and a golden light shield instantly covered him, blocking the terrifying giant hand.
However, in the next instant, the golden ball of light was slammed into the ground by this palm strike, and the huge impact even stirred up a cloud of snow on the snow.
In an instant, several powerful soul beasts from the far north surrounded the old man, giving him no chance to escape.
"Um?"
The Titan Snow Demon King, who possessed the highest cultivation level, frowned. He had actually lost his senses of the intruders, and even the omnipresent ice elements in the far north could not provide him with the corresponding information.
Titan Snow Demon King suddenly stretched out his huge hand to grab the old man as he fell to the ground, but he couldn't grab anything except ice and snow.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an ice cave. The enormous impact shattered the ice layer on the surface of the cave, and the old man was swept away by the undercurrent beneath the cave, his whereabouts now unknown.
Upon seeing the ice cave, all the soul beasts fell silent.
Due to the extremely low temperatures year-round in the far north, the foundation has long been frozen into a solid block of ice, and the ice caves are the cracks in this foundation. No one knows how complex the structure will eventually emerge from these cracks.
In addition, the dim, lightless environment, the millennia-old ice that can isolate most of the soul power, and the pseudo-weightless environment in the water make even the soul beasts native to the far north reluctant to venture into the ice cave.
Even the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm fell into a similar environment, carried by the undercurrent to the ice cave that nurtured the marrow of ten thousand years of ice. After a long period of geological changes, it finally returned to the ground and was discovered by the Ice Emperor Clan.
After a while, the Titan Snow Demon King gave the order: "Those with cultivation levels below 50,000 years should continue to stick together and be vigilant against outsiders. Those with cultivation levels above 50,000 years should go to the few ice caves that have been explored and keep watch. Once you discover intruders, do not linger in battle, but wait for reinforcements."
Upon receiving the order, the surrounding spirit beasts scattered and headed towards the ice cave they had been exploring.
"The far north has not been invaded by any powerful human beings for a very long time..."
Thinking of the instructions given by the Ice Emperor after her departure, and the Snow Emperor who was in seclusion to rebuild her cultivation, the Titan Snow Demon King suddenly felt that a storm was brewing.
Could it be that the far north is really about to undergo a major upheaval?
In the underground ice caves of the far north.
The old man who fell into the ice cave is now curled up in a golden sphere about half the height of a person.
Through the golden light of soul power, the old man could barely perceive that he was being carried along by the undercurrent, not knowing where his destination was.
Upon closer inspection, two golden shields enveloped the old man, protecting him from the extreme cold, but his continuously declining soul power caused him great concern.
Suddenly, the old man gave a bitter laugh: "I hope we can be taken to a safe place, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll really be sleeping here forever..."
The old man never expected that the soul dwelling he had built in pursuit of immortality would now resemble a coffin prepared for him.
The underwater structure was incredibly complex yet utterly monotonous. The old man, who had narrowly escaped death, gradually lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that he had stopped drifting and had not escaped his predicament.
On the contrary, the soul tool the old man was in was stuck in the narrow ice wall, forcing him to leave the protection of the soul tool and endure the extreme cold that was close to absolute zero.
A faint glimmer of light appeared in the old man's sight. Black mist surged from his body as he desperately fled towards the direction from which the light came, as if grasping at a lifeline.
"Ha ha……"
Feeling the air again, the old man greedily devoured it as if he had been reborn.
The old man's expression froze for a moment.
(End of this chapter)