Mo Yan was startled, then suddenly realized, "Could it be that Young Master wants to use the power of Bing Soul to make my cultivation level improve by leaps and bounds?"
"good!"
Ye Chen nodded.
"I'm afraid not?"
Mo Yan said in shock: "Although the power of the ice soul is strong, only those who have practiced the Ice Art can draw power from it, and it cannot make the cultivation level advance by leaps and bounds!"
"besides……"
Mo Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, "I have just practiced the Ice Art for three short days, and I have just understood some of its secrets. Let alone drawing power from the ice soul, I am afraid I can't even come close!"
No wonder she is so unsure. After all, the reason why the entire Ice Island is covered with ice and snow all year round is because of the ice soul underneath the ground.
One can imagine how rich the ice-cold energy contained in the ice soul is.
However, because the energy of ice and snow is too strong, if you don't successfully practice the Ice Art, not only will you not be able to draw power from it for your own use, but you will be frostbitten by the cold energy of the ice soul, or even freeze to death directly.
"Don't worry, with me here, not only will you be fine, but you can also draw on the power within the ice soul!"
"Then what exactly do you want to do?"
Mo Yan asked curiously.
"You'll know when you get there!"
Ye Chen didn't say much, he just quickened his pace.
Not long after, the two of them arrived at the entrance to the underground passage.
"Sir, I can't bear the cold anymore!"
Mo Yan, who was following him, began to shiver, and a layer of frost formed on her hair and eyebrows.
"Hurry up and activate the Ice Technique!"
Ye Chen urged: "This technique was created to resist the cold!"
"Thank you, Master, for reminding me!"
Mo Yan nodded and secretly started the Ice Art.
Sure enough, with the operation of the technique, the cold air around her no longer made her feel cold, but was transformed into spiritual power by her.
"It is indeed the supreme mental method of Binghan Island. It can actually transform cold air into spiritual power. It is really miraculous!"
Although this was not the first time he had experienced the magic of the Ice Art, Mo Yan was still extremely shocked.
However, as the two of them continued to go deeper, and the coldness became heavier and heavier, she still couldn't hold it any longer.
"Sir, I may not be able to bear it any longer!"
Her voice was trembling, her face was pale and bloodless, and her delicate body was shrunk into a ball, and it seemed that it was difficult to even walk.
No matter how hard she uses the Ice Art, she still can't resist the ice that penetrates deep into her bones.
"Your cultivation level is still a little low!"
Ye Chen shook his head, then stretched out his fingers and made a "chi" sound. A cluster of flames shot up from his palm, and in an instant, a shield was formed, covering them.
Since then, Mo Yan's difficult situation has finally been alleviated, just like the sudden transition from icy winter to hot summer.
Under the shield formed by the ghostly green fire, no matter how cold the air was raging around them, they could never get even closer to the two of them.
Although the cold energy of the ice soul is extremely terrifying, the ghostly green fire is the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, and it is also extremely domineering. As long as Ye Chen is willing, he can even directly refine the entire ice soul.
Under Ye Chen's leadership, Mo Yan finally gradually approached Bing Po's location.
The so-called ice soul turns out to be an ice crystal suspended in mid-air, constantly changing its shape, making a "tapping" crackling sound, and ice picks are constantly thrust out from it, and then quickly retracted, and so on.
The cold air expelled from the ice crystals quickly spread in all directions, causing the entire Binghan Island to be covered with frost all year round. Even a large area of the surrounding seawater was directly frozen into glaciers.
"Sir, what should I do?"
Mo Yan asked cautiously.
She had no doubt that once Ye Chen removed the ghostly green fire shield, she would definitely be frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant.
She now finally understands why the previous island owners have been unable to take all the power of Bing Po as their own.
Being able to draw power from such cold ice soul for one's own use is already on the verge of seeking death. Even if one practices the Ice Art to the extreme, he may not be able to absorb all the power of the ice soul.
"Use the Ice Technique to the extreme and leave the rest to me!"
Ye Chen said.
"good!"
Mo Yan nodded and immediately started secretly running the Ice Art.
Although she didn't know exactly what Ye Chen wanted to do, she understood that if she wanted to live and be better, she must strictly follow what Ye Chen said.
"I hope you don't mind!"
Ye Chen suddenly said this, and under Mo Yan's surprised gaze, a hand suddenly placed on her shoulder.
She trembled slightly, and a strange feeling arose spontaneously. Her fair and pretty face turned red instantly, and her heart was beating "thump-thump-thump".
However, when she saw Ye Chen's careless face, she felt a sense of loss for no reason.
It seems that I am overthinking it.
"I will put my own pure spiritual power into your body to stimulate your ice art to the maximum extent. When you feel about the same, you will start to absorb the cold air in the ice soul!"
"good!"
Mo Yan put away her complicated emotions and continued to use the Ice Art.
At the same time, Ye Chen indeed sent a stream of spiritual power that was so pure that there seemed to be no impurities, crazily into her body.
"Woo!"
But in an instant, her Ice Art, which had not been running very smoothly, was like a gully that had been blocked for a long time, and suddenly opened a gap, and it was running smoothly in an instant.
This refreshing feeling made her extremely excited.
With such a smooth operation, she swore that even if she devoted her whole life to practicing one technique, she probably wouldn't be able to achieve one percent of this smoothness.
"Young master, what an amazing method!"
In addition to being excited, Ye Chen's sense of mystery in her mind rose to a whole new level.
Under normal circumstances, transmitting spiritual power into other people's bodies will often not only not be of any help, but may also cause the other party's spiritual power to conflict, leading to the complete destruction of cultivation, or the death of the body due to explosion.
However, Ye Chen's spiritual power, not only did not make her feel any discomfort, but it actually greatly increased her fluency in the operation of the Ice Art.
"If you can, quickly absorb the power in the ice soul!"
Ye Chen urged.
Mo Yan finally recovered from the shock.
No longer thinking about it, he immediately reached out his hand and touched Bing Po bit by bit.
However, she was obviously very scared, and her outstretched hands were trembling slightly.
"Woo!"
Bing Po also seemed to sense the danger, and began to shake violently, with ice spikes emerging from it, as if he wanted to use this to further avoid the crisis.
"ah!"
Mo Yan cried out in pain.
Because the fingertips of her outstretched hand were suddenly pricked by an ice thorn shot by Bing Po, blood immediately flowed out, and Mo Yan subconsciously retracted her hand.
"Sir, this..."
Mo Yan looked at Ye Chen helplessly.
"interesting!"
Ye Chen was not surprised but overjoyed, "This ice soul actually has spiritual consciousness, which is interesting!"
"Young Master means..."
Mo Yan seemed to understand.
Ye Chen didn't explain, he stretched out his five fingers again, and with a roar of "Woo", the ghostly green fire suddenly surged, and a big flame hand extended from outside the flame shield and grabbed Bingpo.