sink!

Keep sinking!

Under the ice lake, Yan Jinghong continued to dive with a trace of resilience.

He could vaguely feel why this frozen lake that had not melted for thousands of years suddenly opened huge cracks.

This thing was weird from the beginning.

It can even be said that the reason why they were in danger was entirely because there was some kind of power that had the same origin as themselves under the ice lake, calling them.

It can be said that Yin was almost completely dragged down by him.

When he was swept into the icy lake by the unknown force, Yan Jinghong immediately thought that he was dead.

After all, the coldness of the glacial lake is only secondary. The terrifying monsters lurking under the glacial lake are the most deadly thing.

However, it has been no less than two hours since he was dragged into the ice lake.

If those monsters wanted to devour me, they would have done it long ago.

But the result was that those monsters did not take action.

There even seemed to be some kind of fear towards him.

It must be the power under the ice lake that protects me to some extent.

He gritted his teeth and unleashed almost all of his potential.

Either get the mysterious power under the ice lake and escape smoothly.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I still won't be able to escape the fate of being devoured by those giant beasts at the bottom of the lake.

This is the only path before me.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Yan Jinghong felt as if he had fallen into the Nine Nether Hells, without any light in front of his eyes.

And the terrifying pressure at the bottom of the lake almost crushed the layer of ice crystal armor condensed on his surface into pieces.

His potential was almost fully exploited, but that wasn't enough!

"I can't just die here! Never!"

Yan Jinghong's heart roared like hysteria.

His eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, veins bulging from the excessive stimulation of his spiritual thoughts and energy.

finally……

He saw a faint light directly below.

It was an almost light blue light that only radiated within a range of less than three feet.

However, Yan Jinghong seemed to have found a life-saving straw, using up his last strength, he swam towards the light source.

It's that power!

The power of the Xuntian clan!

Because he obtained part of the Xantian Ice Soul, in a sense, Yan Jinghong has obtained some of the abilities belonging to the Xantian clan.

And the light source below is almost a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times the power of the little bit of ice soul that I got to survey the sky!

Soon, Yan Jinghong swam to the source of the blue light.

It was a thick stone pillar, and at the break of the stone pillar, there was a body that had been soaked and swollen.

However, the corpse was quite well preserved. There seemed to be something similar to a soft whip on the waist of the corpse, fixing him to the stone pillar.

And that blue light emanated from the corpse's eyebrows.

Vaguely, some textures can be discerned.

"Could it be..."

Yan Jinghong's eyes widened. Could it be that this was a complete corpse of an angel patroller?

Indeed, in that ancient war, not only countless mortals and monsters perished, but even powerful beings such as the Tiandao Clan and Xantian Clan who stood at the apex also lost their lives.

However, such a well-preserved corpse is like a miracle.

Perhaps it was precisely because of the power of surveying the sky emanating from this corpse that the entire lake was turned into an ice valley.

Yan Jinghong swallowed hard. He didn't have much strength left, and he was almost unable to resist the undercurrent under the ice lake.

Once he is involved in the undercurrent, in his current state, he will probably be buried in the belly of the fish.

He reached out and grabbed the soft whip that tied the corpse, and reluctantly swam over with the help of force, and got stuck between the cracks of the stone pillars. Then he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, with the stone cracks fixed, he didn't have to worry about being drawn into the undercurrent.

As for the corpse of the Xuantian clan...

Yan Jinghong looked at the corpse carefully. Although the face was swollen, he could vaguely identify it as a middle-aged man.

Judging from the light and part of the texture of the divine pattern, it seems to be a bit close to the one I got a trace of the Sky Patrol Ice Soul before.

It should come from the legendary Sky Patrol Ice Clan.

If you can seize this divine pattern for your own use, needless to say, your strength will definitely increase dramatically.

Especially his life form can also undergo a qualitative leap.

But there is also a problem.

Can a mortal like him support the powerful divine patterns of the Xantian clan?

The answer is no.

No matter how conceited Yan Jinghong was, he would never think that he could compare with those powerful immortals in the Immortal Realm.

Ye Xiu's fate back then is still vivid in his mind.

It was because he had acquired the uncontrollable power of ice soul that he could not control the sky, so he had to endure the pain of the ice soul's backlash every day.

Although he gained great power, life was worse than death and was meaningless.

Although Yan Jinghong was reborn in reincarnation due to some opportunities, he adapted to the power of the ice soul that patrolled the sky.

But he was not so naive as to think that the divine pattern of the Angel Patroller was the same thing as the thin strand of Sky Patrol Ice Soul power on Ye Xiu's body.

This is basically the difference between cloud and mud.

Forcibly devouring the divine patterns of the Xantian clan is tantamount to seeking death.

unless……

The original owner of this corpse willingly passed on the divine mark to himself.

In this way, he can also seal most of the power of this divine pattern, and when his strength gradually increases, he can continue to integrate the energy of the divine pattern.

This is a relatively gentle approach.

However, the operability is not strong.

The owner of this corpse must have been dead for millions of years.

How could I discuss it with him?

But……

Yan Jinghong raised his head.

As if attracted by his own aura, at least seven giant beasts at the bottom of the lake were already entrenched directly above him.

These giant beasts may have originally been some fish in the lake, but over the years, they absorbed all kinds of evil spirits and all kinds of blood essence left in that ancient war, and finally mutated into what they are now.

It can be said that each of these monsters is comparable to those in the late ancestral realm, or even at the peak of the ancestral realm.

Let alone himself, even if Ling Feng falls into such a situation, he may not be able to escape unscathed.

Therefore, he had to absorb the divine pattern of the Sky-Surveying Ice Tribe, and perhaps a glimmer of a miracle would happen.

but……

Absorption is also fatal!

If you don’t absorb it, you will die!

Yan Jinghong clenched his fists, could this be his end?

"No, never!"

Yan Jinghong took a deep breath. He was unwilling to become just another corpse under this icy lake.

"Ling Feng, Ling Feng, if it were you, you would definitely risk your life."

Yan Jinghong raised his eyes and focused on the corpse again.

If it were Ling Feng, even if he knew he had a narrow escape, he probably wouldn't give up that glimmer of hope.

I just think that in my eyes, he was just an ant.
To be continued...