Chapter 77 - Frozen Heart↑
The platform fell silent again, leaving only the faint and labored breathing of Xie Zhao, the sound of Tie Niu grinding iron more cautiously (he didn't dare to create sparks again), and... Chu Linyuan's heartbeat as heavy as a drum, and the unwilling low hum of the Immortal-Slaying Spear in his hand.
Chu Linyuan's back was still as straight as a gun as he sat cross-legged, but his hands pressing on the Immortal-Slaying Spear were tense, and his knuckles were so tight that the gun shaft made a slight groan.
The chaotic evil spirit around him slowly calmed down under the forced suppression, but the cold low pressure was like a substance, heavily covering the edge of the platform.
Luo Hongyi withdrew her hand from Xie Zhao's chest, and the emerald green poisonous mist lingering on her fingertips faded. She looked at Xie Zhao's pale face as he closed his eyes and fell asleep again, her brows knitted tightly.
She'd just forcefully suppressed her coughing and wheezing, seemingly stabilizing her condition. But she understood the toxicity better than her vitality. The tiny bit of soul fire within Xie Zhao, locked in place by the Ice Soul, was even weaker than before, like a candle in the wind, poised to extinguish at any moment. The backlash from the Life-Burning Blood Talisman was like a cancer afflicting her. The Ice Soul Lock had merely paused the countdown, not eradicated it.
"The situation...is worse." Luo Hongyi's voice, with unprecedented solemnity, broke the silence. She looked at Chu Linyuan's stiff back. "The Ice Soul Lock has sealed away any life force that might have escaped, but it has also frozen his ability to recover. The backlash from the Life-Burning Talisman's blood is like poison ivy, slowly eroding the very foundation of his soul beneath the ice. At this rate...he won't last more than three days." Her eyes swept over Xie Zhao's pale face. "Unless..."
"Unless what? Senior Sister Luo, please tell me quickly!" Tie Niu was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks and forgot to sharpen the black iron pot in his hand.
"Unless we find a rare treasure like the 'Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Grass' to forcibly prolong his life and remove the poison." Luo Hongyi pursed her red lips into a line, her eyes scanning the surging sea of evil clouds outside the platform. "Or..." She paused, her gaze landing on Chu Linyuan, "...use a more refined power of extreme cold to completely freeze his soul and heart, and freeze the backlash of the Burning Life Talisman Blood as well! A gamble...risking death and then resurrecting!"
Completely frozen? Soul and heart?
Su Tang gasped: "Then...then Second Senior Brother...has really become an ice sculpture?"
Tie Niu was also confused: "Frozen... frozen through, how can you still be alive?"
"In theory, when frozen, all loss of vitality and erosion will be reduced to a minimum, as if time has stopped." Luo Hongyi spoke quickly with unquestionable determination, "But this requires the caster to achieve ultimate control over the power of ice!
Any more, and the soul will be annihilated! Any less, and the backlash won't be contained, and all previous efforts will be wasted! Furthermore…” She looked at Chu Linyuan, “This requires the caster to continuously provide the purest ice essence, without the slightest interruption or distraction! Once interrupted… the soul will be instantly shattered!”
Keep going! No interruptions! No distractions!
This means that the caster will completely lose the ability to move, and even lose the ability to protect themselves! On this perilous Dragon Spine platform, in the heart of this abyss filled with violent evil energy, this is tantamount to putting oneself in a desperate situation!
Everyone's eyes fell on Chu Linyuan. He was the only one who controlled the Ice Evil Origin.
The platform was completely silent, with only the monotonous rustling of Uncle Chen sweeping the floor in the corner, his tireless voice.
Chu Linyuan still had his back to the crowd, his silence as thick as an iceberg. The Immortal-Slaying Spear lay silent before his knees, its cold tip reflecting the tense lines of his jaw.
Time seemed to stand still.
Just as a hint of anxiety flashed in Luo Hongyi's eyes and he was about to speak again.
Chu Linyuan moved.
He didn't look back, nor did he say anything, but stood up slowly and very firmly.
The movement affected his internal injuries, causing his body to sway slightly, but then he became as steady as a rock again.
He turned around, and deep in his icy eyes, there was no hesitation, no fear, only an icy coldness that was deep and deep. His gaze passed through everyone and fell directly on Xie Zhao's pale, sleeping face.
He walked towards Xie Zhao step by step, stepping on the cold keel ground. His footsteps were light, but they were like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.
Su Tang subconsciously made way, nervously twisting the corner of her clothes. Tie Niu's massive body held its breath. Luo Hongyi looked at him with a complicated expression.
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