At that moment, Jiang Feng, with a solemn expression, mobilized the immensely powerful Chaos Qi within his body, wrapping the four of them tightly within it like a thick and resilient shield. The mysterious, heart-pounding purple light, as if encountering its natural enemy, dared not even approach the barrier formed by the Chaos Qi.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Feng thought to himself: "It seems that what the old dragon said is true! This chaotic energy is indeed the natural nemesis of all laws!" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but marvel at the magical power he possessed.
Meanwhile, the elven elder standing nearby stared wide-eyed, a look of disbelief on his face. He stared blankly at the young yet incredibly powerful human youth before him, his heart filled with shock and confusion. Time ticked by, and after about an hour, the once menacing purple light finally began to dissipate.
As the purple light faded, Jiang Feng, who had been releasing the Chaos Energy, seemed to have all his strength drained away, collapsing to the ground. He gasped for breath, wiping beads of sweat from his forehead as he muttered to himself, "Although this Chaos Energy is powerful, releasing it on such a large scale is truly draining my spiritual energy..."
At this moment, the elven elder walked up to Jiang Feng, then slowly squatted down, stretched out his dry, twig-like hands and gently placed them on Jiang Feng's shoulders. Then, he closed his eyes tightly and muttered something, an ancient and obscure spell flowing from his mouth.
In an instant, a warm and gentle energy flowed into Jiang Feng's body like a trickle. In just a blink of an eye, Jiang Feng felt that his spiritual energy, which had been almost exhausted, was recovering at an astonishing speed.
Not long after, the elven elder stopped chanting the spell and slowly removed his hands from Jiang Feng's shoulders. He then smiled and nodded at Jiang Feng, signaling him to follow him. Jiang Feng, forcing himself to stay alert, followed the elven elder closely with the other three, continuing their journey deeper into the cave.
The group walked cautiously through the dark and deep cave. After walking for an unknown amount of time, a faint light suddenly appeared in front of them. They quickened their pace and ran towards the light. Soon they arrived at the base of a huge tree with an extremely strange shape.
Beneath the tree, a small spiritual spring grew beside a fairy grass emitting a cold blue light. The elven elder pointed at it and said, "This is the Extreme Cold Soul Grass. It grows in extremely cold lands, yet requires spiritual springs for nourishment. Each leaf is marked with snowflake-like patterns, the mark of the convergence of heaven and earth's spiritual energy. The stem is transparent, like colored glass, and the flowing blue light within is the source of its immense power."
Jiang Feng stepped forward to examine it carefully, feeling a strong chill. The Elf Elder continued, "This magical herb is extremely helpful for spiritual cultivation, but it's not easy to pick, as there are ancient restrictions around it." Jiang Feng's heart moved, knowing full well that this herb was crucial to improving his own strength.
The elder continued, "I just noticed that the aura you exude is quite unique, very different from that of ordinary people. If you truly have the ability to break this restriction, then this extremely rare and precious Extreme Cold Spirit Grass will undoubtedly be yours!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng immediately stepped towards the magical herb without hesitation. When he reached it, he slowly extended his right hand, eager to touch it. However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the herb, an invisible, imperceptible light barrier suddenly appeared out of thin air like a shield, tightly enveloping the entire plant. No matter how hard Jiang Feng pushed forward, he could not break through this seemingly fragile yet indestructible light barrier even a little bit.
Faced with this situation, Jiang Feng didn't give up easily. He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and then began to concentrate on mobilizing the internal skills. As the skills were activated, a powerful force flowed through his meridians, and he focused his mind, carefully exploring any possible flaws or loopholes in the restriction.
The crowd standing by and watching held their breath, their eyes fixed on Jiang Feng, each one of them expressing a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. As time ticked by, beads of sweat began to form on Jiang Feng's forehead, but he remained motionless, immersed in his study of the restriction like a statue.
At this moment, Jiang Feng, who had been contemplating with his eyes tightly shut, suddenly opened them, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He quickly gathered the mysterious chaotic energy within his body into his right palm, and without hesitation, he reached out again towards the divine herb. A shocking scene occurred—under the astonished gaze of the crowd, the previously unbreakable restriction automatically dissipated as if it had encountered its nemesis, and Jiang Feng easily grasped the divine herb!
Upon seeing this miraculous scene, the elven elder's mouth dropped open in astonishment, and then he cried out in great excitement, "Oh my God! It's you! You are the destined one that our entire elven tribe has been waiting for with such difficulty!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng hurriedly and carefully put the magic grass into his arms. He looked at the elder with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "Elder, what exactly do you mean by this? Why don't I understand at all?"
Seeing that Jiang Feng was confused, the elven elder hurried forward and said anxiously, "Young man, please come back to our tribe with me. Once we meet our tribe leader, all your questions will be answered and the truth will be revealed."
An hour later, under the guidance of the elder, Jiang Feng and his companions arrived at a cave in an iceberg. After the elder chanted a spell, the walls of the cave glowed faintly, and several people entered one after another.
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