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[Simulation ends…]
Apparently she was right!
With the simulated information, Qian Luo was 100% confident in dealing with Hong Shuo.
"Give me the Frost Orb."
Sun Rushuang handed all the frost beads to Qianluo: "Xiaoluo, what are you going to do?"
Jiang Chanyi and Jin Manlou also found it strange that Qianluo had actually walked out of the defensive formation and reached the palace gate, holding the Frost Pearl above her head. "Hong Shuo! Why aren't you coming out yet?"
The cultivators fighting for the Frost Orb stopped and looked at each other in confusion: "What is this girl yelling about? Who is Hong Shuo?"
"She's so stupid! She actually took so many frost beads. Isn't she afraid that someone will steal them?"
"She's talking nonsense. I want to see what she's up to!"
Sun Rushuang was shocked and quickly ran to Qianluo: "Xiaoluo, what are you doing? It's very dangerous here! We still don't know how to crack the soul orb. Even if you tell them the truth now, these people won't appreciate it and won't listen to you!"
Qianluo didn't show any mercy. She didn't want to save other people's lives, but to save her own life and the lives of her teammates. If they didn't deal with Hong Shuo, they would all die in the secret realm.
Sure enough, a loud noise suddenly came from the dilapidated and silent palace, and bricks, tiles, frost and snowflakes fell down, stirring up huge waves of wind, snow and dust.
"Who are you?" His voice seemed to come from all directions, shocking everyone.
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that there actually was a cultivator named "Hong Shuo" here!
"You are hiding your head and showing your tail, pretending to be something you are not. What the hell are you doing? Do you want to steal my Frost Pearl?" A male cultivator was particularly angry and shouted loudly. He rushed to Qianluo and was about to attack with a magic weapon in his hand. Qianluo swung her sword and the sword energy swung, throwing him ten meters away.
Hong Shuo, who is more powerful than Qian Luo, hates being ignored the most. He has been here for a thousand years and hates the quietness of the wind and snow, so he makes a big fuss about the monks just to satisfy his empty heart.
"Anyone who oversteps his authority will die!" He regarded himself as the emperor of the secret realm, holding the power of life and death.
As soon as he finished speaking, the monk burst into blood from his mouth and nose, and died. The flesh was scattered all over the ground, and the stench was unbearable. The scene was extremely bloody. Even the monks who were used to seeing killing could not help but step back, unable to bear to watch.
They were all Jindan cultivators, and they could feel that this person must be a Yuanying cultivator, otherwise how could he kill a Jindan cultivator so easily?
In front of a Nascent Soul cultivator, no matter whether they are in the early or late Jindan stage, they are all ants.
It’s not easy to jump to a big level!
In the past, when I was in the Qi training stage, I could kill people above my level, but it becomes more and more difficult as time goes by!
Everyone was silent after hearing Hong Shuo's words, and they were also surprised at how this female cultivator knew that there was a Nascent Soul cultivator here. The cultivators present were not fools. They knew that since entering the secret realm, things were different from before.
They held their breath and listened attentively to the conversation between the female cultivator and Hong Shuo.
Even Wu Xingxue, who was resting with her eyes closed in the corner, had a strange look in her eyes. She actually knew so much?
…
Qian Luo didn't know what the others were thinking. She just followed the conversation in the simulation and confronted Hong Shuo: "Hong Shuo, you want to murder all of us and turn us into puppets to guard your palace."
A panicked voice came from the crowd: "What! What does this mean!"
"Could this female cultivator please explain it more clearly?"
"Could it be that these frost beads and ice sculptures are living monks?"
"Oh my god, this is too terrible. We actually fell into the enemy's trap and delivered ourselves into their hands?"
Qianluo crushed the frost beads and used a secret method to draw out the soul of a cultivator. Everyone's pupils widened and their scalps tingled. They clearly saw a soul floating in the air, with a ferocious expression that had not yet subsided. When they saw everything clearly, they showed a bit of confusion.
Obviously, the soul is still conscious.
"Am I... free?" It looked at its own hands in disbelief, at the wind and snow in the world, and at the unfamiliar faces.
Qianluo raised her head and smiled faintly: "Yes, you are free."
She paused: "But your enemy is still in front of you. Don't you remember how he treated you before?"
Shenhun's expression turned painful. He covered his head and wailed non-stop: "...Ahh! Don't bury me! Don't!"
"I don't know anything! Please let me go!"
The sound is sharp, like a cuckoo crying blood.
"It was Hong Shuo! As a Nascent Soul cultivator, he could control the wind and snow in the secret realm. He deliberately released treasures to lure cultivators from outside in to search for them. Countless people died in the heavy snow, at his hands!"
"He turned us into speechless ice sculptures, extracted our souls, and stripped away our consciousness. Even if we knelt and begged for mercy, there was no help! I watched helplessly as my sister was turned into a speechless, immobile puppet, and she never breathed again!"
"And everything he did was just to torture the monks. He was also a treasure hunter before, but because his treasure was stolen and he lost the battle, he died in the secret realm. Because of his special skills, his soul was able to survive for so long, and he became the king of this secret realm!"
"I don't know if there are any treasures here, but the Frost Blue Secret Realm is a big trap he has woven to make us die and become his pawns!"
"What Frost Blue Secret Realm! This is all a trap set by Hong Shuo, making us jump in one by one and become his puppets!"
"We were all fooled, hahaha! We were all fooled!"
As the last sound fell, the remaining soul disappeared, gone with the wind. It was truly as free as the wind, able to go anywhere.
When the rabbit dies, the fox mourns. Everyone seems to have seen their own fate.
After hearing this, everyone collapsed, their hearts trembling: "What... then I worked so hard to get here..."
"I'm dying! This map cost all my family's spirit stones! My family is counting on me to become a Nascent Soul cultivator. How am I supposed to face my family and clan members when I go back?"
"There's no treasure in this secret realm, so why did I go through so much trouble to get in?"
Countless cultivators put down their magical weapons, their faces pale. Some even couldn't stand steadily, swaying. They wanted to be angry and question the cultivator in front of them, but they knew that this was a Nascent Soul cultivator who could move mountains and fill the sea, and possessed the power of the sky!
How can these Jindan cultivators whose lives are as insignificant as ants try to shake a tree?
They seemed to have seen their own future, and their eyes were somewhat empty.
But it was only for a moment. After calming down, they thought again that since the female cultivator dared to fight against the Yuanying cultivator head-on, there must be hope. Their lives were in the hands of others, and some people softened their words: "Female cultivator, fairy, do you have any way to help us escape?"
"I have some magic treasures and talismans here. If you don't mind, I'll give them to you as a reward!"
He turned the storage bag upside down, and a light flashed inside, revealing a genuine magic weapon.
Others also offered their treasures, but Qianluo really took their things. When they reached the third floor, these people still had ugly faces and shamelessly asked her to return the things.
"No need." Qian Luo turned her head and met Feng Xuehou's eyes. Hong Shuo's soul was hidden behind Feng Xuehou. Although he had no physical body, it was enough to alert everyone.
It was not surprising that Hong Shuo's conspiracy was exposed. After all, he had been here for a thousand years and no one dared to escape from his hands!
"Hehe, you are quite an interesting girl!"
"I will let you die last, and watch with your own eyes how they are turned into puppets one by one!"
His voice was extremely penetrating. As the north wind howled, his words fell into everyone's ears, like a ghost demanding their lives, frightening people so much that their faces turned pale and their hands and feet trembled.
"Everyone, don't believe him! He's been imprisoned for a thousand years and is already weak inside. He's just saying this to scare us!"
"I have a way to crack the soul beads and free the soul. The remaining soul of the cultivator killed by Hong Shuo will be torn to pieces! If a hundred Jindan cultivators can't deal with it, then a thousand, ten thousand! Let him also taste the taste of death!"
Qian Luo stopped talking nonsense and immediately crushed all the soul beads to release the remaining souls. The remaining souls sensed the enemy's breath and were already extremely angry. They pounced on Hong Shuo and tried to bite him. It was natural that spiritual soul fighting spiritual soul was the most appropriate!
The other cultivators were not worried that Qianluo would take the Frost Pearl for themselves. This thing was no longer useful. The secret realm trial was a joke!
"Okay! Take it, fellow Daoist!"
“This is mine!”
"Kill this damn old man!"
Qianluo closed her eyes and cast a spell. Countless frost beads floated in front of her, forming a brilliant galaxy, shining brightly. The girl closed her eyes, sat cross-legged, and her face was calm, beautiful and gentle.
"go!"
"Go, your enemies are there!"
She pointed with both hands, and thousands of remaining souls found the entrance to life, broke free from their restraints, obeyed orders, and rushed towards Hong Shuo behind the wind and snow!
It was an extremely grand and magnificent scene, with millions of ghosts leaning forward and rushing forward, each of them with eyes filled with anger, pain, and pleasure... These monks were all living lives!
In the past thousand years, Hong Shuo has killed as many people as there are ghosts seeking his life now!
"No! How is that possible!"
"You! How do you know..."
From beginning to end, Hong Shuo did not show up.
It wasn't until the remnant soul tore at his spirit that he finally rolled out, his clothes in tatters. His clothes were also made of soul power, and when his clothes were torn, his soul power was also torn. The dusty old man was the one who had tortured the remnant soul for hundreds and thousands of years.
"boom--"
“Ahhhh!”
□□ has already disappeared, so what's the harm in them perish together?
It feels so good to kill your enemies with your own hands!
The snowstorm was raging, the north wind was howling, those were the cries and pain in the hearts of the remaining souls, biting at Hong Shuo's soul bite by bite. They kept coming one after another, never stopping, until they all dissipated between heaven and earth.
…
After an unknown amount of time, they finally died together.
The other cultivators' expressions brightened slightly. They retracted their defensive magic weapons and clasped their fists towards Qianluo, "Thank you, fellow Daoist!"
"Thank you!"
One sound covered the next, like huge waves.
Qianluo knew that their thanks now were sincere, but that might not be the case after a few days.
The matter was finally settled, and Jiang Chanyi, Jin Manlou, and Sun Rushuang also let down their guard. They leaned against the icicles or boundary markers and breathed a sigh of relief: "Thanks to Qianluo, otherwise we would be in trouble."
Jin Manlou had been wondering how this female cultivator before him could know so much. According to Jiang Chanyi's previous statement, this female cultivator didn't even know the map of the secret realm. How could she have known the secrets of the second level so clearly in such a short time?
But she didn't dare speak rashly, because every monk had their own secrets, and crossing someone's bottom line was tantamount to death. Now that the crisis was over, it was time to return home!
"So there's no third level in the secret realm, right? Then the map we have is useless. How are we supposed to get out? Are we going to be trapped here to death?"
This is also the voice of many monks. After all, they have paid a lot to come here, not to mention that the map in their hands was obtained with great difficulty. The map that everyone is scrambling for has suddenly become garbage.
Sun Rushuang also looked at Qianluo. Qianluo said she didn't know either, but just suggested: "But according to the conversation between the remnant souls, Hong Shuo is also a cultivator who is looking for treasure. There must have been a secret realm here a long time ago."
"As for the map..." She raised an eyebrow and inspected each one. "Since the map is incomplete, why can't we piece together these incomplete maps into a complete map?"
Of course, this was the clue she had obtained after exhausting all the simulation opportunities. She pieced together a complete map, which would guide them to the third level of the secret realm, where the inheritance of the Snow Country would be.
Obtaining the inheritance of the Snowland Kingdom requires going through untold hardships, and she died in the trial of inheritance.
"This..." Everyone was a little hesitant. Is this okay?
Wu Xingxue, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and handed over four maps: "It doesn't hurt to give it a try."
Seeing that Wu Xingxue, the proud daughter of heaven, had handed in the map, the others also handed it in without saying a word. Although they were reluctant, it would be rubbish in their hands and would be of no use!
When Jiang Chanyi saw the map that Wu Xingxue handed over, her pupils shrank, because the map that Sun Rushuang gave her was exactly the same as Wu Xingxue's!
Maps cannot be copied or memorized, so why are there two identical maps?
We can guess something from Sun Rushuang's magic. Her skills may not come from District 9. Maybe she has other ways?
Jiang Chanyi suppressed her thoughts and quietly withdrew Sun Rushuang's map. It was best not to make such a secret public.
…
Qian Luo did not notice Jiang Chanyi's strange behavior. All the map fragments were right in front of her, floating in the air, and she did not make any movements. All the maps seemed to sense the adjacent fragments and automatically pieced together. Amidst everyone's amazement, the complete map appeared.
With a flash of blue light, the map came together seamlessly, its shape resembling a bird with its wings spread and its neck held high.
I seem to hear the singing of birds in my ears, like the voice of a phoenix, each sound clear and crisp.
"Look, it's floating away!"
"Quick, let's follow it, maybe it's the exit of the secret realm!"
Jin Manlou hurriedly raised his feet, but Jiang Chanyi pulled his sleeve. She pointed at Qianluo and Sun Rushuang and whispered, "Let's follow her."
Qianluo glanced at them and followed at the end of the team: "Rushuang, let's go."
"good."
At the same time, behind the four of them were Gu Wumian and his four companions, Wu Xingxue and his four companions. The twelve people walked at the end, wary of each other and suspicious of each other.
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