Just as Xiang Sheng hid behind the ice sculpture, a strong wind mixed with fine snow swept in.
For a moment, a series of dense "ding ding" sounds rang in Xiang Sheng's ears. Under the power of the wind, the fragile snowflakes were like steel needles piercing into the ice sculptures.
In just a blink of an eye, several thin ice sculptures not far away were smashed into a pile of powder and were carried away by the strong wind.
Xiang Sheng watched the scene coldly, cowering behind the ice sculpture, motionless.
There were more broken ice sculptures, and a strange red color appeared in the blue cold wave, blowing higher into the sky in the fierce cold wind, gradually moving away from Xiang Sheng's sight.
The wind gradually died down...
Xiang Sheng stood still, silently estimating the time.
At the entrance of the ice valley, which she could not see, three sect disciples were just entering the valley. As luck would have it, they were met with a cold wave head-on.
The moment the three of them saw the cold wave, their faces changed drastically and they turned around and ran away without saying a word.
However, before they could escape from the valley, a cold wave swept down from the sky, submerging the three of them in an instant with lightning speed.
The movements and expressions of the three people were all frozen at this moment, with only their terrified eyes still moving slightly.
Dense swarms of ice flowers came over, and the ice sculpture was instantly riddled with holes, shattering into a bloody sand on the ground, sinking into the ice layer along with the cold wave.
The roaring cold wave stopped abruptly in front of the valley entrance, without a single trace leaking out.
Half an hour later, the last sound of the cold wave completely disappeared.
Xiang Sheng shattered the new ice extending from both sides of the ice sculpture, and stood tall. Without the sound of the wind, the ice valley returned to its previous dead silence.
The cold wave broke many ice sculptures, but at a glance, there were not many ice sculptures on the ice layer, and they were still densely packed and countless.
Xiang Sheng took two steps and suddenly stepped on a palm-sized square ice block. An ancient jade slip was frozen inside, still intact.
She stretched out her hand and the ice flew into her hand. The ice on the surface melted, revealing the original appearance of the jade slip.
The spiritual consciousness cannot be released outside here. Xiang Sheng hesitated for a moment and placed the jade slip between his eyebrows. An extremely strong and crazy aura instantly rushed into his sea of consciousness.
"It's too late to regret! It's too late to hate!!!"
"She deceived me!"
"She is the real culprit!"
"She deserves to die!"
"Everyone in the Underworld deserves to die!!!"
“…”
Xiang Sheng frowned fiercely, breaking free from the aura of resentment and madness. The jade slip immediately broke into two halves and fell to the ground, breaking into more petals.
Looking at the fragments of the jade slip on the ground, Xiang Sheng frowned and said nothing.
What's this?
Who did the ancients who died before the catastrophe hate? And what was the underworld?
Was the destruction of the ancient cultivation world due to a scam?
He put aside all his thoughts, waved his sleeve to sweep away the traces of the jade pendant on the ground, and continued to move forward.
There might be more clues ahead.
Two days later——
Another group of people came from outside the Ice Valley. The team was much larger than the last one that came three days ago. Looking at their standard disciple uniforms, it could be seen that they were all from the Thousand Star Hall, one of the five major sects.
"Is this the Ancient Echo Valley?"
Wei Leyan opened his eyes wide and looked at the vast expanse of white inside. He said in a strange tone, "It's not like what the ancient books describe at all. Brother, you are not mistaken, are you?"
Wei Lesheng ignored his brother and stepped into the valley first, saying in a deep voice, "Everyone, come in. In ancient times, during a great war, a precious Flying Frost Mirror fell into Echo Valley. Its power should still be there. Be careful of the cold wave."
Wei Leyan curled his lips when he heard this. His good elder brother was only thirty years older than him, but his personality was so gloomy that he seemed as if he was three hundred years older than him. He was boring.
The Echo Valley was quiet. The people from the Thousand Star Palace walked on the ice. There was only the occasional crackling sound of ice crystals being crushed. Apart from that, there was dead silence.
Soon, they also came to the place where Xiang Sheng stopped, and they couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
The lifelike ancient dead were enough to make one's scalp tingle just by looking at them from afar, let alone the fact that they had to pass through them next.
Wei Lesheng, however, looked calm. He glanced around and said, "A cold wave should have passed here two or three days ago. The next cold wave will be at least ten days from now. It's safe for now. Let's continue."
Everyone dared not disobey and continued to move forward. But after a few steps, Wei Leyan suddenly screamed and pointed in one direction, "Brother, look over there!"
Wei Lesheng turned his head and a mirror-like light flashed before his eyes. Then he saw a slender figure disappear in a flash among the dense ice sculptures in the distance.
Although it was just a glimpse, Wei Lesheng could tell that it was definitely not an ancient ghost, but a living person.
"This is an illusion reflected by the Feishuang Mirror."
Wei Lesheng exhaled lightly, and his steady voice reassured everyone, "Someone came here a few days ago and was recorded by the Feishuang Mirror. Let's continue on our way."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued forward with Wei Lesheng.
Wei Leyan's mind became active, and he couldn't help but whisper, "Brother, don't you think that silhouette looks like someone?"
Wei Lesheng's eyes flickered as he glanced at his brother, "Who does he look like?"
"The witch of the Lu family, Xiang Sheng!"
Wei Leyan seemed to have discovered a great secret. He transmitted his voice in a serious tone, "Logically speaking, this evil woman of the Lu family has disappeared for several years and should have been dead long ago. It's impossible for her to still be alive. But I saw it clearly just now. That person is almost certainly Xiang Sheng!"
Wei Lesheng withdrew his gaze and responded calmly, "The truth is clear. We'll know when we go over and take a look. Don't scare yourself. Even if it's her, we have no grudge against her. What are you afraid of?"
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