Chapter 1225 Soul Condensation Abyss
This is no longer an "entrance" in the ordinary sense, but a solidified space and time ruled by absolute cold.
As far as the eye can see, there is endless paleness that seems to have never changed.
Thick, thousand-year-old black ice covers the rolling mountains, forming endless ice peaks that tower into the clouds.
The sky was leaden gray and so low that it seemed within reach. There was no sun, moon, or stars, only a dead gray haze reflecting the cold light of the ice field below.
The air was thin, and every breath was icy cold, as if freezing the lungs.
The biting cold wind did not whistle past, but was like billions of invisible ice needles, silently penetrating all defenses and piercing the spiritual veins and soul.
The space here appears to be unstable and rippled, the light is distorted, and the laws seem to be bound and frozen by this extreme cold.
The figures of Luo Li and Di Xuanming appeared particularly small on this vast and silent ice field.
Luo Li was wearing a red suit and a gauze cloak with a faint starlight. Although it looked thin, it blocked out most of the coldness from the outside world that was enough to freeze the soul.
Her face remained calm and her eyes were like the deep waters of a cold pond, staring calmly at the ice barrier in front of her that seemed to be able to swallow everything.
In his hand, he tightly grasped the cold jade box containing the "Xuanyuan Order". A thick layer of dark blue ice crystals had condensed on the surface of the box.
Emperor Xuanming stood half a step behind her. He had changed into a dark black robe. After three days of suppression, his expression had calmed down.
The aura around him was unusually restrained, even carrying a bone-chilling coldness, which was the result of forcibly suppressing the agitated blood.
In this absolute silence, the space ahead was like a calm lake with a stone thrown into it, creating circles of transparent ripples.
Su Qingyue's figure emerged silently from the center of the ripples.
She was still wearing the same snow-white long silk dress, her hair was black and she had a jade hairpin, and her face was peerless and cold.
But in this field that belongs to her, her presence is infinitely magnified.
She seemed to be the embodiment of the will of the Frozen Throne and the core of the entire extremely cold world.
The vast, ancient, pure icy pressure was more than ten times stronger than when he was in the palace of Buli City!
It was like an invisible glacier that had existed for billions of years, crashing down and weighing heavily on the soul of every intruder.
The chaotic power in Luo Li's body spontaneously circulated, forming an invisible shield on the surface of her body to resist the pervasive cold erosion, but she could still clearly feel the coldness from the source of life trying to penetrate.
She remained calm and just clenched the jade box in her hand.
Emperor Xuanming's body suddenly stiffened.
The moment Su Qingyue appeared, the Frozen Throne bloodline that had been forcibly suppressed in his body boiled over instantly as if it had been strongly summoned by the same power.
The dormant ice-blue power once again violently collided in his meridians, trying to break free from the constraints of reason.
He groaned, and a fishy-sweet taste surged in his throat, which he swallowed hard.
The condensed flame deep in the pupils jumped violently, almost breaking through the frozen rationality.
He gritted his teeth and mobilized all his mind and will, like the harshest chain, to suppress the restlessness that came from his blood once again.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and as soon as fine cold sweat seeped out of his skin, it turned into ice crystals and fell down.
Su Qingyue's ice-blue eyes swept over the two of them and lingered on Di Xuanming for a moment.
That gaze clearly "saw" the thrilling clash of the two forces in his body and the precarious balance that was forcibly maintained.
There was no emotion in her eyes, as if she was just confirming the status of an object.
"Xuanyuan Order." Her voice sounded, colder and more ethereal than the cold wind here.
Luo Li no longer hesitated. With a thought, the cold jade box opened. The dark blue token, neither gold nor jade, sealed with an eternal cold flame, floated out.
The moment it left the jade box, the token seemed to come alive. The cold flame inside suddenly swelled up, emitting a low and distant humming sound, which resonated strongly with the vast icy power around it.
Su Qingyue stretched out her white, almost transparent fingers and pointed in the air.
Buzz!
Xuanyuanling suddenly burst out with a dazzling blue light.
The light did not spread, but condensed into an extremely condensed beam of light, like a sword that split the sky, and pierced fiercely into the huge ice peak barrier in front that seemed to be an integrated whole.
Swish!
In an instant, a sound as if space was being torn apart was heard.
The solid thousand-year-old black ice barrier that could withstand the bombardment of supreme treasures was silently separated by the beam of Xuanyuan Order, like a hot knife cutting into butter.
A deep and winding ice crystal corridor, which was only wide enough for two people to pass side by side, appeared before their eyes.
The inner wall of the tunnel was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the cold blue light of the Xuanyuan Order, emitting an extreme coldness that was even more terrifying and purer than that of the outside world.
"Follow me." Su Qingyue's voice was flat. She took the lead and her figure disappeared into the dark blue corridor. The white hem of her skirt was like an icy spirit leading the way in the light and shadow of the icy corridor.
The chill in the corridor was an extension of the power of the Frozen Throne. Luo Li instantly determined that this was not only a passage, but also the first test.
She looked at Di Xuanming, their eyes met, no words needed.
Emperor Xuanming took a deep breath, and it seemed that what he inhaled was not air, but countless ice needles.
The last trace of emotional fluctuation in his eyes was forcibly wiped away, leaving only an almost mechanical, absolute concentration and control.
He nodded slightly at Luo Li, indicating that he was okay.
The two of them no longer hesitated and stepped into the ice crystal corridor side by side.
One step in is like falling into the bottom of a ten-thousand-year-old icy prison.
An indescribable coldness instantly enveloped my whole body.
This chill does not only affect the body, it ignores defense and directly affects the essence of the soul.
Luo Li felt that her thinking had become sluggish, and her soul power was running like a frozen gear, extremely difficult.
She immediately used all her might to mobilize the chaotic divine power to dissolve the extreme coldness and protect her soul.
Emperor Xuanming's feelings were even more complicated. The extreme coldness from the outside world seemed to have found an outlet, rushing into his body madly and merging with the suppressed icy power in his blood.
This should have been nourishing, but it instantly broke the fragile balance of ice and fire in his body.
The black and red flames that were forcibly suppressed suddenly erupted like a provoked beast.
Black and red flames, carrying a violent aura that could burn everything, instantly rose from his body, trying to dispel the invading cold.
The inner wall of the ice crystal tunnel was scorched by the sudden flames, making a sizzling sound and steaming up a large amount of white mist.
"Ugh!" Di Xuanming let out a suppressed growl, his body shaking violently.
Ice and fire waged the most brutal battle in his body; his spiritual veins seemed to be torn apart, and his bones groaned under the heavy burden.
His eyes instantly turned red as blood, and violent anger surged again.
"Di Xuanming!" Luo Li shouted, and without hesitation, she put her hand on his back.
The pure and vast power of chaos surged in, no longer simply warm and inclusive. Her power was like a tenacious bridge, forcibly intervening in the battlefield of ice and fire, guiding the raging flames to retreat, soothing the restless cold, and trying to find a possibility of coexistence in that destructive conflict.
"Concentrate!" Luo Li's voice penetrated his confused consciousness like thunder.
Di Xuanming bit his tongue hard, and the severe pain brought him a moment of clarity.
He saw Su Qingyue's cold back in front of him, without any pause, as if he was unaware of everything behind him.
He saw the undisguised worry and support in Luo Li's eyes.
For my mother! For Ah Li!
An almost self-harming thought exploded in his mind!
He no longer tried to suppress the flames, but instead suddenly directed part of the raging flames towards his heart and soul!
Use yourself as a furnace and pain as fuel!
puff!
A mouthful of boiling hot blood spurted out and instantly condensed into red ice crystals in the cold air of the corridor, falling down.
But at the same time, the raging flames that had leaked out were miraculously subsided.
He forcibly took it back into his body, and with the invading extreme cold, under the coordination of his extremely tenacious will and Luo Li's chaotic power, formed a more dangerous but temporarily stable balance that was teetering on the edge of destruction.
The temperature of his body surface dropped sharply, even colder than the surrounding ice crystal tunnel, and the surface of his skin was covered with a thin layer of frost mixed with dark red lines.
The crimson in his eyes did not disappear, but like the core of a frozen lava, only a heart-pounding, extremely oppressive calm remained.
He raised his hand and wiped the blood ice from the corner of his mouth with the back of his frost-covered hand. He stumbled a bit, then stood firmly and said to Luo Li in a hoarse and firm voice: "...Let's go."
Luo Li was shocked. The blood of both his parents was awakening in his body. If she used the elixir to intervene, it would only backfire.
She looked at him deeply, said no more, and continued to channel the power of chaos to stabilize his condition. The two of them followed closely behind the pure white figure in front of them that seemed to have merged with the ice.
The ice crystal corridor is deep and winding, as if there is no end.
The interweaving of ice and fire within Emperor Xuanming's body, maintaining a fragile balance amidst destruction, was like a tightrope walking across a bottomless abyss, which could break at any moment.
Su Qingyue's figure is in front, she is the guide and also the coldest incarnation of this endless cold abyss.
The Soul-Condensing Abyss is at the end of this corridor, waiting for them and also waiting for the answer that has been frozen for a long time.
Su Qingyue in front always maintained the same pace. His white figure was like an ice sculpture under the dark blue ice light. There was not a single unnecessary movement and no ripple of emotion.
She seemed to be one with the entire Frozen Throne, a part of this absolutely icy will.
Time has lost its meaning here, leaving only endless cold and bone-deep chill.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the faint blue light in front seemed to have changed slightly.
Su Qingyue suddenly stopped.
She turned her head and looked at the two people standing behind her. Two ice-blue beads condensed on her fingertips and said, "Swallow it."
She finally softened her heart.
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