Xuan Bing Sect’s forbidden area—Leng Yue Han Pond.
Thick ice and snow have completely frozen the mountain walls on both sides of the cold pool. The cold air visible to the naked eye is slowly rising above the cold pool, exuding a coquettish blue light under the sunlight. Just looking at it, the cold seems to have already disappeared.
It can go straight into the heart and make people feel cold all over.
"Crack!"
A slight sound sounded very loud in this quiet forbidden place of Hantan.
"Thirteenth Elder, with such icy death, beasts and birds flying away, even warriors from the third level of body refining and above cannot stay here for more than half a day. Is there really any life left that can survive here?"
A crisp, low voice came from a valley outside Hantan, disrupting the tranquility in the valley.
"Yes! There must be! Our Xuanbing Sect is currently suffering from a catastrophe unprecedented in history. Even the previous sect leader was killed by the Ruin Beast. It was destroyed in an instant. With our strength, we simply cannot withstand the crisis we are about to face.
We can only place our hope in the ancient scrolls in the sect. The ancient scrolls record that there is a Supreme Elder in the sect's forbidden area who is closing the death light to attack the highest realm. He must not be disturbed unless it is a catastrophe of life and death..."
"But... the sect leader said that the reason why he mentioned time and time again that there are still Supreme Elders in our sect who cannot come out is just to boost morale, so that our Xuan Bing Sect's hearts will not dissipate. In fact, all the masters of our Xuan Bing Sect
Have they all perished in the battles with the Ruin beasts...and even those from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect?"
"Impossible, our Xuan Bing Sect has been inherited for thousands of years, and a true god was born in the past. It belongs to the sect of the true god. The depth of the background is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. It has been less than a year since the sect leader took over. How can he understand our Xuan Bing?
The true heritage of the sect lies.”
"But those ancient scrolls record ancient events from a thousand years ago. After a thousand years, even the true gods are afraid that their appearance will disappear..."
"Xingling, since I, the Supreme Elder of the Xuanbing Sect, am in seclusion in this forbidden place, I certainly have extraordinary abilities. Let alone surviving for a thousand years, even surviving for two thousand years is not impossible."
"But the Thirteenth Elder, this Supreme Elder, is locked in a death barrier..."
"Don't talk nonsense."
As the sound came, two figures gradually appeared in the valley outside Hantan.
The two people were an old man and a young man respectively. The old man seemed to be in his twilight years, with gray hair and vicissitudes on his eyebrows. It was obvious that he had gone through many years. The young man was a young girl with a delicate appearance, well-behaved and lovely.
He looks no more than twenty years old.
The girl named Star Spirit among the two is actually a sword holder, and the old man...
There is no trace of the power of the Ruin Realm in his body, and he is actually a completely ordinary person.
An ordinary person can actually become the elder of Xuan Bing Sect, which shows how far this sect has fallen.
"It should be here... Elder, I can't stabilize the power of the ruin world... There is a huge source here, pulling the power of the ruin world, making the power of the ruin world in this area a mess...
…”
The girl star spirit shouted.
Before she finished speaking, the power of the Ruin Realm dissipated from her body, and she was completely exposed in the valley filled with the air of the cold pool.
For a moment, a terrifying chill seeped into her body, causing her to shiver: "Elder..."
"You step back, the cold energy of the Xuanming Cold Pond can only be resisted by those at the third level of body refining..."
The Thirteenth Elder took a deep breath. The coldness carried by the blue cold air coming out of the cold pool made even the Thirteenth Elder who specializes in tempering the body and the third level of body refining feel like the blood all over his body was solidified by it.
feeling.
"Thirteenth Elder, you can't stop this coldness. Just rest here and let me wake up the Supreme Elder who is retreating in the cold pool."
The Star Spirits held on and kept communicating with the Ruins Realm in an attempt to use the power of the Ruins Realm to immunize against frostbite caused by the cold, but...
This area interferes too much with the power of the ruin world.
"Star Spirit Girl, please step aside. Although you are extremely talented and became a Glory Swordsman in less than thirty years, your understanding and application of the power of the Ruin Realm is still lacking. There is a target in the cold pool.
The source of interference from the power of the Ruin Realm, the closer it is, the more severe the interference will be. If you cannot attract the power of the Ruin Realm, you will definitely not be able to stop it for long with the strength of your body that cannot reach the second level..."
The old man said, looking at the girl with loving eyes: "I am already old and I won't live much longer. Let me contribute my last strength to our Xuanbing Sect..."
"But the Thirteenth Elder... just in case, there is no one in the cold pool..."
The star spirit's eyes were filled with pain.
"It doesn't matter if there is no one. Can the worst result be worse than the Xuan Bing Sect being destroyed and the inheritance being cut off..."
Star Spirit choked for a while and was speechless.
"Well, you are the most potential disciple of our Xuan Bing Sect, and the person who will inherit the throne of our Xuan Bing Sect's leader in the future. As long as you are here, our Xuan Bing Sect will not be truly destroyed. Therefore, be stronger, I
The Xuan Bing Sect was founded by the True God and passed down by the True God. For thousands of years, what kind of storms and waves has it not seen?"
The Thirteenth Elder said, patting Xing Ling's weak shoulder heavily: "If I still haven't come back after an hour... give up the sect, ignore the sect master and other old stubborns, and break out alone..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have cast some mysterious forbidden technique, and a majestic power of qi and blood suddenly burst out from his old body. The qi and blood burned like flames, even the chill that could freeze the soul.
Forced to retreat.
With the help of this burst of energy and blood, the Thirteenth Elder took a long stride and crossed the valley in an instant, heading straight for the cold pool.
"Thirteenth Elder..."
Xing Ling let out a cry of sadness, the picture in front of her seemed a little blurry, and the coldness frostbitten her star-like eyes.
Within the pupils of his eyes, the Thirteenth Elder resisted the biting cold at the cost of exhausting his old vitality, and walked slowly into the depths of the valley filled with terrifying chills...
Within the Xuanming Cold Pond, which can be called a restricted area of life.
The trail from the valley to Hantan is only a hundred meters long, but to the Thirteenth Elder, this distance is like the road to the Mirror of Reincarnation, out of reach.
With every step he took, the cold air in front of him immediately doubled, like sharp knives, cutting through his skin that was difficult to be damaged by swords, guns, and arrows.
"Almost...almost..."
The Thirteenth Elder forcibly stimulated his life potential, burning his last brilliance of life, and stepped forward tenaciously. A pair of ordinary leather boots were actually cracked by the cold...
The crazy flow of life force caused his originally full head of white hair to fall off in an instant, and his old face withered and wrinkled as if under a witchcraft.
After walking less than sixty meters, the energy and blood in his body was like a candle in the wind, exhausted and falling off quickly...
"The Supreme Elder..."
A hoarse voice, like the dark wind under the Nine Netherworld, came out of the Thirteenth Elder's mouth.
Under the cold pool, a circle of ripples seemed to escape slightly.
but……
That's all.
seem……
There was no breath of life in that cold pool. The place where the Supreme Elder retreated was simply a legend, a legend that only existed in ancient books and scrolls.
"No!"
The Thirteenth Elder let out a cry of despair, and the blazing qi and blood in his body quickly dissipated. As the qi and blood dissipated, his body was quickly covered with ice slag from the moment he took the step. Soon, the ice slag formed a
One body, turned into ice, his body was frozen solid, and even the soul that was beating wildly and unwillingly just now was completely extinguished by this chill that reached the bottom of his heart.
His last breath of life left no trace in this world...
"Crack!"
In the dead silence of the cave, the sound of shattering glass and thunder spread through every corner of the Bingtan Valley. Even the star spirits who were standing at the mouth of the valley and relying on the strength of the ruin world raised their heads in shock and looked towards the source of the sound.
, looking forward to some miracle happening...
The sound gradually disappeared.
The slightly rippling waves on the cold pool slowly calmed down and returned to the silence of a pool of stagnant water. Only the rising cold air rolled tirelessly, like the most dangerous beast in the world, harvesting all who dared to step in.
Life in the cold pool...
quiet……
Xing Ling looked at the silent black ice path, and for a moment, his heart felt extremely empty.
The quiet cave was like an isolated world, completely isolating her in a lonely space...
A space with nothing but coldness and silence...
"Thirteenth Elder..."
Star Spirit leaned against the completely frozen wall and sat down helplessly. His face buried between his knees was filled with tears. His delicate and helpless cry echoed faintly in the cold mountain stream, making those who heard it shed tears.
"Why... why... is the sky going to destroy our Xuan Bing Sect... Master Yan Bing, if you are still alive in heaven, please show up and save your inheritance and your disciples and grandchildren.
…”
The star spirit screamed sadly.
pity……
Her shouts received no response.
…
Ten minutes...
Maybe longer.
"Tap!"
It seemed like a sound of footsteps suddenly came from deep in the valley.
Xing Ling immediately raised his head and looked into the cave with traces of tears forming on his face.
In the valley...
A sound of footsteps came closer and closer, coming from the darkness, from far to near.
Xingling suddenly opened his watery eyes, staring motionlessly at the figure that was about to come out...
Not the Thirteenth Elder!
yes……
Another person!
A person who looks 24 or 25 years old and is full of indifference and coldness!
This figure seemed to have been in the biting cold pool for a long time, and the expression on his face was a little stiff for a while. His eyes fell on the star spirit, and he did not react for a long time.
"The Xuan Bing Sect...the Xuan Bing Sect founded by True God Yan Bing..."
The man muttered to himself.
It seems that I am recalling something, and I seem to be recalling something...
"Too...to the Supreme Elder?"
The star spirit looked at this strange figure coming out of the cold pool in the valley, and a light of vitality suddenly appeared in its eyes, as if it was a desperate situation.
"You...are you the supreme elder of our Xuan Bing Sect who went into seclusion thousands of years ago?"
"The Supreme Elder?"
The man is still thinking about it.
After thinking for a moment, I seemed to remember something.
In my other memory, there is a disciple named Le Yanbing...
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(Changfeng Bingyan, I actually want this character to appear again, but I still won’t appear in the show.)