Ruan Xiyan opened her eyes, her gaze warily sweeping over her surroundings.
She was on an endless expanse of ice, with nothing else in sight.
What's going on? Where am I?
She tried to contact Feng Ling and the others, but received no response.
This means they even blocked her access to the Wind Spirit Space?!
Suddenly, the surrounding spiritual energy gathered, and the figure of a middle-aged man gradually came into view.
Ruan Xiyan looked warily at the man who had appeared out of nowhere. "Who are you?"
"My name is Jing Zheng."
"Jing Zheng," Ruan Xiyan murmured.
This name sounds so familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, and she remembered.
The first master who founded Ice Feather Palace was named after this.
"Are you the first Palace Master Jing of Ice Feather Palace?"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man laughed heartily, "I never thought that after all these years, someone would still remember me."
Seeing Ruan Xiyan's wary expression, Jing Zheng said, "Don't worry, I'm already dead. What you see now is just a wisp of my consciousness left behind back then. It poses no threat to you."
"Besides, you are a disciple of my Ice Feather Palace, so I will not harm you."
Ruan Xiyan relaxed a little and asked, "Palace Master Jing, where is this place? And why is your remnant consciousness here?"
"Back then, I discovered the unusual nature of the Heavenly Staircase. The extremely cold spiritual energy it carried could accelerate cultivation, so I specially built the Ice Feather Palace near it."
"I've always wanted to see what's at the top of these towering steps, so I've tried to climb them again and again."
"After countless attempts, I finally made a breakthrough and successfully stepped onto the eightyth step."
"The moment I stepped in, I realized that the spiritual energy gathered at the top of the eighty steps was even more concentrated, and that it had even formed a special space."
"The place you are in now is the space. The spiritual energy in this space is more abundant, making it a good place for cultivation."
"While you are training in this space, your body will not actually be harmed, but you can really feel all the tactile pain."
"When I first touched this space, I became even more curious about the hundred-story staircase to heaven. Unfortunately, I never reached the top of the staircase before I died, and I never got to see what was at the end of the staircase."
"I was unwilling to accept my fate, so after I died, I left a wisp of my consciousness imprisoned in this space, wanting to see if any of the disciples of my Ice Feather Palace could do it."
"I have waited for thousands of years, and finally someone has been able to climb the eighty steps and enter this space."
Jing Zheng looked at Ruan Xiyan with admiration in his eyes, "Little girl, you're very good. What's your name?"
"Ruan Xiyan".
"Back then, I was already in my early thirties when I was able to climb eighty steps. You've reached this point at such a young age; you're truly a force to be reckoned with!"
"My remaining consciousness has persisted for so many years and has reached its limit. I'm afraid I will never see the view at the end of those towering steps again."
"However, I am very happy to see such an outstanding junior from Ice Feather Palace here today." As Jing Zheng finished speaking, the figure he had gathered with spiritual power dimmed slightly.
"Palace Master Jing."
"Young lady, you have exceptional talent. Make the most of this opportunity to train in this space; not everyone has such a chance."
"I believe you will gain different insights here, and your strength will also reach a new level."
"I hope that one day you will have the opportunity to climb to the top of the Heavenly Staircase and fulfill this unfulfilled regret for me."
The gathered figures dispersed again, and everything returned to calm.
Ruan Xiyan said firmly, "Palace Master Jing, I definitely will."
Just as Ruan Xiyan was about to begin her cultivation in this space, a violent shaking came from the ice surface.
Immediately afterwards, one after another ice sculptures of magical beasts appeared on the ice surface.
Those ice sculptures of magical beasts were so lifelike and vivid, they looked just like real ones.
Looking around, countless ice sculptures of magical beasts cover the ice surface.
A soft "click" sound rang out in the quiet surroundings.
A blue light flashed in the eyes of a magical ice sculpture, and its neck slowly turned.
As one of the magical beast ice sculptures began to move, all the surrounding magical beast ice sculptures also slowly began to move as well.
Ruan Xiyan immediately used her spiritual power to condense a two-handed sword, holding it in her left and right hands respectively.
"These magical beast ice sculptures have truly 'come alive'!"
"Could this be the training in this space that Palace Master Jing was talking about?" Ruan Xiyan murmured to herself.
Seeing the magical ice sculpture rushing towards her, Ruan Xiyan didn't have time to think too much and charged forward to fight!
Ruan Xiyan shattered a magical ice sculpture into a pile of fragments with a single sword strike.
He then kicked the ice sculpture of the monster behind him, sending it flying.
One, two, three... ten... a hundred...
Ice sculptures of magical beasts kept condensing from the ice surface, and they attacked tirelessly.
As Ruan Xiyan fought, she absorbed the surrounding chilling spiritual energy, transforming it within her body to replenish her depleted power.
Although these magical ice sculptures lacked intelligence, their attacks were swift and relentless, one after another, giving Ruan Xiyan no chance to catch her breath.
Moreover, dealing with these magical ice sculptures requires complete focus and tension, without the slightest distraction or relaxation.
Otherwise, if you're not careful, you'll be swallowed up by these magical ice sculptures.
In the blink of an eye, six hours had passed.
Ruan Xiyan was like a killing puppet, repeatedly killing the magical ice sculptures that approached her.
Her body was covered in countless bloodstains, some of which had dried and stuck to her dress, turning it into a blood-soaked garment.
Several magical ice sculptures cooperated and pounced on Ruan Xiyan at the same time.
A monstrous ice sculpture's sharp fangs bit her leg, violently pulling her down and dragging her across the ice.
Ruan Xiyan plunged her longsword into the head of the ice sculpture of the monster. The sword flipped, and the head exploded.
Even though I know that I won't really die while training in this space, the pain is still real!
The pain from these wounds is real and tangible.
Sensing the danger behind her, Ruan Xiyan suddenly rolled forward.
The spot where she had been standing had been trampled into a huge crater by the ice sculptures of the monster.
Ruan Xiyan's left leg was bitten, and she could only use one hand to stab her sword into the ice to support her broken body.
With his other hand, he continued to slay the surrounding magical beast ice sculptures with his longsword.
She didn't know how long she had been killing, nor how many magical ice sculptures she had killed.
All she knew was that she was so tired, her face was as pale as paper from blood loss, and her body was swaying precariously.
Just then, a magical ice sculpture broke through the ice where she was standing.
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