Click!

The ice field beneath their feet cracked for more than thousands of feet in an instant, and the bone-chilling lake water rolled up into raging waves that filled the sky and swept away towards Yan Jinghong and Yin.

hold head high--

Under the bottomless glacial lake, a terrifying and terrifying roar sounded.

Yin took a deep breath, and the silver gun in his hand suddenly expanded and hit the ice directly. With the help of the silver gun's expanded length, he escaped from the huge wave that swept over him.

However, even though his reaction was quick, he still missed the mark after all.

Bang!

The waves of water condensed with ice slag hit Yin's chest hard.

With the chill that invades the bone marrow, it is poured directly into the body.

"puff!"

Yin suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood with ice slag, and bursts of white smoke appeared in the blood. However, with this blow, the cold air entered his body and almost killed half of Yin's life.

"It's over!"

Desperate thoughts flashed through Yin's mind.

As the third of the Ten Blades, he can be considered experienced in hundreds of battles in the Sao Feng Camp.

But there has never been a time when I felt so helpless and hopeless as at this moment.

He almost faced disaster without even seeing clearly who his opponent was.

"Boundless wakes up! Frost God Realm!"

At this moment, a low roar sounded, and Yan Jinghong's body was covered with a layer of black ice, and his whole body turned into a translucent iceman state.

With a wave of his hand, the raging waves condensed into icicles, catching the falling silver in the air.

Yin's body continued to slide down with the icicles. Yan Jinghong took a deep breath and slapped his palms together. The icicles rumbled and spread, continuously extending, directly sending Yin's body out of the cracked area on the ice.

"Brother Yan!"

Yin stared at Yan Jinghong. Although he was out of danger, he clearly saw a huge tail fin in his sight, slapping Yan Jinghong's head hard.

Click!

The black ice that had condensed on top of Yan Jinghong's head shattered into pieces.

Then, his entire body was submerged by the lake water.

“No—Brother Yan!”

Yin roared crazily, but it was already too late!

As Yan Jinghong was swallowed by the cold lake, the lake he controlled was instantly shattered.

Bang!

Yin fell heavily on the ice, and the ice lake that had broken into pieces froze again.

Everything happened too fast. Looking at the snow-covered glacier, Yin clenched his fists tightly and wailed in great sorrow, "No! No! No! -"

Being swallowed by such a glacier, there is almost no possibility of survival, not to mention how many ferocious ancient behemoths lurk beneath the water.

Yin hit the ice hard, but unfortunately, there was no response under the ice.

a long time……

For a long time...

When Yin was almost unconscious and about to lose consciousness, he finally had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Miracles will never happen again.

"Brother Yan, you gave me this life, and I will never forget it!"

Yin knelt on the glacier, his eyes filled with tears, and his tears were frozen into ice crystals. It was so cold that his face turned purple.

He kowtowed heavily towards the direction where Yan Jinghong was "swallowed", and then embarked on the journey again.

Perhaps he and Yan Jinghong didn't know each other for a long time, and they only formed a team because they fought against Fradraul together.

But at this moment, Yin's gratitude to Yan Jinghong was already engraved deep in his soul.

…

Am I dead?

I didn't expect that I, Yan Jinghong, would die trying to save others. What a travesty?

Yan Jinghong, who sank into the ice lake, felt that his consciousness seemed to be leaving his body little by little.

I remember that when he was in the Tianbai Empire, he was only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, but he was regarded as a legend and became an unparalleled existence in the empire.

If he hadn't met Ling Feng, perhaps he would have been complacent in a small place like the Tianbai Empire for the rest of his life, thinking that he was a peerless monster.

His life might be completely different from now.

He is still the domineering and unruly young man of the Yan family.

Gululu...

Gululu...

Yan Jinghong kept exhaling the breath of participation in his body. He felt that his id body was sinking deeper and deeper under the ice lake, sinking deeper and deeper.

The light above has gradually faded away.

He seemed to be drawn into a bottomless abyss, and was finally swallowed up by darkness.

This time, he really died.

Yan Jinghong finally passed out completely. Although the Xuntian Ice Soul in his body automatically condensed into Xuanbing Armor to protect his whole body, over time, he would probably be crushed to pieces by the terrifying pressure under the ice lake.

dark!

Ice cold!

Until the final abyss, eternal destruction.

…

Huhuhu——

Amidst the ice and snow, the cold wind howled.

In the snow valley, you can vaguely see a red fire, exuding bursts of warmth.

Beside the campfire, there were an old man and a young man.

The old man had an expressionless face, sitting cross-legged and meditating by the campfire. In his eyes, there were special inscriptions floating in the shape of a yin-yang fish.

The young man had seen such inscriptions many times before.

And, never forget.

The young man stared at the old man beside him. He had too many secrets in him.

He was obviously dead, but for some reason, he came back to life again.

In the old man's words, he broke through the constraints of the seven emotions and the magic wheel, broke through the seven emotions and six desires, and was reborn in reincarnation.

It was a power he couldn't understand.

But at this moment, he is indeed a living, breathing person.

He told himself that he was free now.

Without the constraints of the Seven Emotions Demonic Wheel, he is no longer a slave of the law. From now on, he can walk freely between heaven and earth.

But the young man felt extremely confused about his future path.

He once stood at the top and also declined in the altar.

He once gained a moment of relief, but also fell into the devil's path because of resentment.

But in the cycle of death and rebirth, he gradually lost his way.

What am I?

Does my existence have any meaning?

Why do I die in his hands every time?

Even if you leave, will you be experiencing despair and failure again?

Therefore, he did not leave, but just followed the old man.

The old man did not drive him away, but took him all the way north to the northernmost cold region in the world.

The old man said that he was going to pick up something.

The young man knew that everything the old man did was probably for him.

The genius who defeated him.
To be continued...