At the majestic gate of the Ice Temple, dozens of local strong men from the Bingji State stopped and stood. They all exchanged glances with each other with solemn expressions. After a slight hesitation, they finally sat in front of the gate with calm expressions.
The Snow God cupped his fists and saluted, and then left cautiously.
They all knew Snow God's character, and they could tell at a glance that Snow God was in a bad mood, so none of them dared to make a sound, for fear that if they said a word wrongly, they would touch a sensitive nerve of Snow God and cause trouble.
Disaster.
At this point, all the powerful men who had descended from the Cangbang Star across the distant starry sky to the Bingji State had all met the end of physical and mental destruction, and no one was spared.
Their fall instantly caused Cangmangxing's strength to drop sharply, and its true vitality was severely damaged.
At the same time, somewhere in the unknown void of the Holy World, Wuhun Mountain was covered with a thick layer of ice and snow. It looked like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years, floating alone in the starry sky.
Hun Burial, Chu Jian, Yue Chao, Yun Ziting, Su Qi, Bai Rufeng and Qingshan, the seven descendants of Wuhun lineage, were all trapped inside Wuhun Mountain by this layer of ice and snow, unable to go out at all.
Thousands of miles away from Wuhun Mountain, there is a beautiful middle-aged woman in a purple dress sitting cross-legged in the void, always keeping the same distance from Wuhun Mountain.
She is Yushangren, but she is not her true body, but a clone of her soul, always guarding Wuhun Mountain.
At this moment, the ice laws surrounding Wuhun Mountain were chaotic for a while, and then like a tide, they receded cleanly in an instant.
Without the existence of the Ice Law, the thick layer of ice and snow covering Wuhun Mountain immediately turned into a trickle of water and began to melt, as if exposed to the scorching sun.
The changes on Wuhun Mountain immediately alarmed Master Yu who was guarding here. She immediately opened her eyes and stared at the melting ice and snow on Wuhun Mountain with a hint of doubt in her expression.
"The seal of Wuhun Mountain has been lifted? It's strange, what happened to make Snow God break the seal in advance?" Yu Shangren murmured, and frowned deeply.
Wuhun Mountain's unblocking at this time may not necessarily be a good thing in her opinion.
Soon, the ice and snow on Wuhun Mountain completely disappeared. As soon as the seal was lifted, the Hun Burian people hiding in Wuhun Mountain immediately came out.
With a wave of Yushang's hand, the body of the soul, the void within a radius of one hundred thousand miles instantly turned into chaos, and a powerful law of space filled the void, isolating this void from the outside world.
The major descendants of the Wuhun lineage are all sealed in this void.
Although she is only a clone of the soul, this clone of the soul is obviously extremely powerful. Just one clone can limit everyone in the martial soul lineage.
Yu Shangren appeared quietly in front of Hun Zang and the others. Her eyes were always focused on Hun Zang, and she completely turned a blind eye to the other people from the Wu Hun lineage.
Looking at the sudden appearance of Master Yu, Chu Jian, Yue Chao, Yun Ziting, Su Qi, Bai Rufeng and Qingshan looked at each other, their eyes glanced back and forth at Master Yu and Hun Zhan, showing a look on their faces.
Weird color.
In the past, none of them knew about the relationship between Hun Zhan and Yu Shangren. Until what happened in Bingji State, the ambiguous relationship between Hun Zhan and Yu Shangren was no longer a secret in the Wuhun lineage.
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"What are you doing?" Soul Burial looked at the starry sky that was imprisoned by the laws of space, frowning slightly, showing a look of confusion.
Yushangren looked complicated and said: "During the years when Wuhun Mountain was frozen, something bad happened. I didn't want to tell you about this at first, but I also know that I can't hide it from you for too long."
"What's the news?" Hun Zhan's heart sank slightly, and he had a bad premonition.
"Jian Chen is dead." Master Yu said slowly.
Hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the Wuhun lineage instantly changed, and immediately a murderous intent burst out, raging across the starry sky.
"What did you say? Jian Chen is dead?" Hun Zang shouted angrily, and he flashed to the front of Yu Shangren. His eyes were instantly covered with bloodshot eyes, and he stared at Yu Shangren with a pair of scarlet eyes.
Like the devil in hell: "Who is it? Who killed him? How did he die?"
Chu Jian, Yue Chao, Yun Ziting, Su Qi, Bai Rufeng and Qingshan all had faces as cold as ice at this moment, full of murderous intent.
Yu Shangren sighed softly and said: "Don't think about revenge. The person who killed him is the supreme king of Shengtian Palace."
"Really Tai Zun? No, this is impossible. Why would Zhen Tai Zun kill the eighth junior brother?" Soul Burial's pupils shrank, in disbelief.
"Jian Chen is the Dao Fruit of Huan Zhen Tai Zun. Huan Zhen Tai Zun used Jian Chen to enter the Love Dao. In the end, he killed Jian Chen and understood the ruthless Dao. Soul Burial, you must also understand that when Jian Chen becomes the Huan Zhen Dao Fruit
At that moment, his fate was doomed, and no one could save him." Yu Shangren sighed softly.
"Eighth Junior Brother is really the Supreme Taoist Daoguo? How could this happen? How could this happen?"
After listening to Yu Shangren's explanation, everyone in the Wuhun lineage was in despair. The person who killed Jian Chen was really too noble. How can he avenge this?
They want to repay but are unable to do so.
The wood spirit world.
Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, Jian Chen has been running around in the Peaceful Domain for ten years.
In the past ten years, he sat cross-legged in the chariot and traveled to every area and city in the Peace Domain, surrounded by a team of master guards.
Everywhere he goes, he will carefully sense and explore the secrets that may be hidden in the Peaceful Realm.
In the past ten years, he received a large amount of taxes from the nine imperial cities. These taxes were exchanged by him for corresponding resources, all of which were used to cultivate Life Soul Flowers. The first batch of Life Soul Flowers he ordered Xia Jianming to plant grew at a faster rate.
Shockingly fast.
On this day, the chariot that Jian Chen was riding entered a mountain range and was flying at low altitude among the rugged mountains.
However, at this moment, Jian Chen, who was sitting cross-legged in the carriage, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Stop!"
The cart immediately stopped, hovering at a low altitude three feet above the ground, and a group of master guards surrounded it with solemn expressions.
Jian Chen left the cart, his eyes shining brightly, staring straight at the ground below.
It should be said that he is looking into the depths of the earth.
While passing by this place, he keenly sensed unusual fluctuations deep in the ground. Such fluctuations could not be detected by his spiritual consciousness. He could only perceive them with his own senses at close range.
The next moment, Jian Chen's figure disappeared, and he instantly appeared thousands of feet deep underground through the laws of space.
Immediately, the power of space fluctuated, and all nearby rock formations and soil were pushed around, causing a cave to be formed in an instant where Jian Chen stood.
In front of this cave, where the vision is distorted, the space is blurred, and a weak energy permeates the air.
"This should be a void passage similar to a teleportation gate, a passage that can randomly appear anywhere but disappear at any time." Looking at the blurry space in front of him, Jian Chen's eyes lit up slightly.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a long sword flashing with a cold light suddenly appeared from the void, piercing Jian Chen's head with lightning speed.
This is a mid-grade artifact long sword. All the pressure is restrained and deliberately hidden. It appears like a poisonous snake and gives Jian Chen a fatal blow at the critical moment.
The speed of the long sword was very fast, and it arrived in front of Jian Chen's eyebrows in just an instant. The cold light emitted by the sharp sword edge had torn apart Jian Chen's body of chaos, pierced the skin on his forehead, and instantly caused the sword to tremble.