After about three days of practice, Gu Yifeng barely managed to grasp a trace of the essence of the Collapse Fist. He was quite troubled, not expecting that this seemingly simple fist technique would be so difficult to master.
Once on the deck, looking out at the sea of clouds, the surroundings had turned into a blanket of white, meaning they had entered the far north, surrounded by ice fields.
According to Nangong Wan, the journey would take at least nine more days, and it would get colder and colder along the way. In addition, the protective shield installed on the Wuji Immortal Boat was only for defense, so the cold would eventually penetrate in from the outside.
Looking at the thin layer of ice on the protective shield, Gu Yifeng pondered for a moment. Without using his spiritual power, he simply circulated his blood and qi. Then, he threw a punch with his right hand, and a gust of wind from the punch landed on the protective shield, instantly shattering the ice layer.
"The power is too weak. Does it really require the earth's energy from the mountains to unleash the power to collapse mountains...?"
Gu Yifeng muttered to himself, then stopped thinking about it and began his daily check-in.
"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully checked in. The check-in location has been detected as: the Arctic Ice Plains. You have received the reward: Ice Rain Festival."
As the system voice sounded, a jade slip fell into his pocket, and with a sweep of his divine sense, a spell surged into his mind.
"Ice Rain Sacrifice, a quasi-heavenly-rank technique, connects with the power of heaven and earth to summon ice rain, freezing the enemy. Then, the ice rain is detonated, turning the enemy's blood into a sacrifice to the law of ice, and one gains a random ice-type blessing."
Gu Yifeng was somewhat stunned when he saw this spell.
"Holy crap! System, bro, which faction of yours are you? Why are you even sending out sacrificial spells like this?"
After a moment of contemplation, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and asked the system.
"This system doesn't want to send it either, but... it senses that there seems to be a problem with the Heavenly Dao of this land. All the laws and Daos on this continent can accept sacrifices, as if something needs to be completed. Also, next time, please trust that the system's products are always of high quality, and don't make a fuss."
The system's indifferent voice rang out, and after offering one more explanation, it logged off again, seemingly genuinely disliking Gu Yifeng.
"Damn it, I'm definitely going to have a go with you next time."
Gu Yifeng was speechless, muttered a curse, and then began to study the technique.
The Ice Rain Ritual is not difficult to cultivate. It only requires circulating spiritual energy, and an array will naturally appear under one's feet, summoning ice rain to descend.
Gu Yifeng mastered the technique after only three cycles of circulation, and could summon ice rain with a thought. However, there seemed to be nothing around him that he could test.
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Three days later, Gu Yifeng continued his daily cultivation check-in. The system's rewards over the past few days had become less substantial, consisting mainly of ice-attribute treasures, such as ice crystals.
Through these practices, one can increase the power of ice-attribute techniques, accelerate the cultivation of spiritual energy, and create a cave dwelling suitable for ice-attribute cultivators.
It wasn't of much use to Gu Yifeng. After giving some to Nangong Wan, he put the rest into his spatial ring, which would illuminate the ring and make it easier for him to find things.
Just as he was feeling bored, the Wuji Immortal Boat suddenly stopped, indicating that there was an obstruction ahead and that the pilot needed to choose whether to accelerate the boat or escape into space.
"What's going on?"
Gu Yifeng came out of the cabin and found that Nangong Wan and the other two were cautiously observing the movements ahead on the deck.
"Shh! We're out of luck, we've hit the jackpot! Ahead is a snow monster at the early stage of the Void Realm, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy to cultivate. This is its illusory form; if we pass through, we'll only disturb it."
Nangong Wan explained to Gu Yifeng telepathically.
Hearing her words, Gu Yifeng was taken aback. A snow monster? This was the first time he had ever heard of one. He wondered if it belonged to the category of demonic beasts or magical beasts.
"The Yeti is a unique monster in the far north ice plains. One Taixu Realm cultivator can fight against three Taixu Realm cultivators. It has thick skin and flesh, and can resonate with the ice plains to summon storms, making it extremely difficult to deal with."
Perhaps seeing through Gu Yifeng's thoughts, Nangong Wan immediately spoke.
He nodded upon hearing this, then sat down cross-legged thoughtfully, his mind sinking into the system.
"System! Tell me, is this Ice Rain Ritual effective against ice-attribute monsters?"
Gu Yifeng asked thoughtfully.
"If you're not smart, go jump off a cliff! Don't bother me!"
The system responded with its usual sarcastic tone.
"What if we add the power of the Ice Phoenix Flame?"
Gu Yifeng was not annoyed by this, but instead asked more seriously.
"You can try it. One against three Taixu Realm demonic beasts, this ship isn't enough to feed all of you."
The system mocked mercilessly.
"Very well, next time we'll deal with it. If we can't fight it, we can at least avoid it."
Upon hearing this, Gu Yifeng immediately abandoned his immature idea, went to the ship's wheel, and chose to travel through space. Ten spirit stones in the engine room were instantly consumed.
The Wuji Immortal Boat vanished in a flash, and the next moment it appeared dozens of miles in front of the Yeti, before resuming autopilot.
With this trip, the journey was much shorter, and after two more days, we arrived at a vast snowfield.
At the edge of the snowfield, one can vaguely see rows of igloos and tents standing tall. In front of these igloos stands a huge ice monument with the words "Xuanwu" inscribed on it. It carries a faint sense of pressure, yet it makes even cultivators in the Taixu Realm feel uneasy and breathless.
This is the settlement of the Xuanwu Turtle clan.
"That is the ice stele left by the Xuanwu Saint Venerable. It is said to have been set up to protect the Xuanwu Turtle clan. Unlike the Wood Dragon clan, the Xuanwu Turtle are pure descendants of the Xuanwu Saint Venerable, but their bloodline contains a trace of turbidity and is not pure enough."
"It seems that all the descendants of the Four Supreme Saints are like this, with innate defects that prevent them from reaching the top."
Nangong Wan still held the Xuanwu Turtle clan in high esteem, her tone filled with helplessness and regret.
"The Heavenly Dao is 49, but one is removed; this is the true Dao. If all beings were perfect, why would they need to cultivate? But if everyone were perfect, how would the Dao operate? Wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
Gu Yifeng saw it clearly: in the end, the Heavenly Dao will only allow the existence of one generation of Four Divine Beasts. As long as the original Four Divine Beasts do not die, the Four Divine Bloodline will never awaken a new person to inherit the lineage.
Otherwise, if all four members of the Four Spirits Clan possessed the cultivation of sacred beasts, the Heavenly Dao would be overwhelmed and would dissipate due to the depletion of resources on the Continent of Light.
If everyone achieves perfection, then no one will bother to cultivate to perfection anymore. If this continues, the continent will naturally descend into chaos. This is the true meaning behind Gu Yifeng's words.
"I see, Young Master Gu, you are absolutely right."
Nangong Wan was not stupid; she quickly understood the true meaning and immediately responded to Gu Yifeng with a smile.
Just as everyone was talking, a figure appeared in the distance.
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