NABC Chapter 2145 Mysterious Ice Breaks the Evil, Snow Buries Mountains and Rivers!
Chapter 2145 Mysterious Ice Breaks the Evil, Snow Buries Mountains and Rivers!
The healing medicine that Cao Feiyu took was a secret recipe of the Danchen Sect. Its medicinal power was pure and gentle, yet its effects were long-lasting.
At this moment, the effects of the medicine had mostly dissipated, and her originally pale cheeks had regained a healthy rosy glow, like fine white jade infused with a touch of rouge.
Her tightly furrowed brows had long since relaxed, her breathing was deep and steady, and her chest rose and fell gently with each breath, creating a harmonious rhythm. The vital energy within her body, which had been somewhat stagnant and weak due to her injury, had now solidified again and was flowing freely through her meridians.
Although it will take some time for her to fully recover and return to her peak condition, at least the remaining injuries are no longer enough to affect her normal circulation of Yuan Power, her ability to use sword techniques, and her ability to exert the combat power expected of someone in the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
For someone in such a dangerous place, this is already an extremely ideal outcome.
With her long, thick eyelashes fluttering gently, Cao Feiyu slowly opened her eyes.
Those eyes, as clear as autumn water, showed less panic and fatigue than they had two hours ago, and more calmness and sharpness, clear and bright.
Cao Feiyu did not get up immediately, but first examined her own body, carefully sensing every change within. Her meridians were unobstructed, her internal organs were strong, her vital energy was abundant, and her spirit was stable... very good.
With a firm resolve, Cao Feiyu exhaled a long breath of turbid air from her chest. As the turbid air left her body, it carried a faint trace of grayish-black, which was the last bit of resentment and impurities that had been completely forced out of her body.
Only then did Cao Feiyu turn her gaze to the distance.
Chen Fei kept his eyes slightly closed, as if he were regulating his breathing or deep in thought. His black robes, as dark as ink, accentuated the calm and distinct features of his profile.
He just stood there quietly, as if he had become one with the desolate rocks, the howling wind, and the surging gray fog, yet he was also unique, giving people a sense of peace.
Looking at Chen Fei's calm profile, Cao Feiyu's lips unconsciously curved upwards slightly, forming a very faint yet incredibly gentle arc.
The relief of surviving the ordeal, the ease with which her injuries healed, and the reassurance of having him by her side—all these emotions intertwined, bringing her an unprecedented sense of peace.
Seemingly sensing Cao Feiyu's gaze, Chen Fei opened his eyes almost simultaneously. Their eyes met, a smile flashed in Chen Fei's eyes, and he nodded slightly, asking gently, "Senior Sister, how are your injuries?"
Cao Feiyu stood up gracefully, her movements already regaining their usual lightness and agility.
She walked up to Chen Fei, a relaxed smile on her face, her voice regaining its usual clear and melodious quality. However, the natural intimacy and trust in her tone were unprecedented:
"Thank you for your concern, junior brother. I'm much better now. The remaining minor injuries can be treated with proper care and won't affect my ability to fight."
After a pause, Cao Feiyu's gaze swept over the still desolate and lifeless surroundings, and she asked softly, "Junior brother, where do we go next?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Fei turned his gaze into the depths of the gray fog, as if he could penetrate the layers of barriers and see some hidden places.
"We will continue to explore palace ruins that may contain Dao crystals, spiritual materials, or even ancient inheritances."
Chen Fei said calmly, "Before that broken stele, although I was unable to fully understand it, I did decipher most of the key information. Combining my own perception of formations and time and space, I can roughly locate the positions of several palaces in this area that may be relatively well-preserved."
Chen Fei's words were naturally half true and half false, but they were enough to explain why he was able to find his target so accurately in this vast ruin.
Cao Feiyu's beautiful eyes lit up, without the slightest doubt.
Chen Fei's mastery of formations had repeatedly surpassed her understanding. If he said he had solved most of them, then he must have gained a great deal.
The biggest challenge in exploring the ruins of the ancient celestial court is often not the dangers within, but rather how to find valuable targets amidst the vast ruins.
The fact that Chen Fei can now locate locations is undoubtedly fantastic news.
"it is good."
Cao Feiyu nodded without hesitation, her smile bright, her tone light and firm, "I'll listen to you, junior brother. Wherever you go, I'll go." She said it so naturally, as if it were a matter of course.
With the plan settled, the two decided not to delay any longer.
With a slight thought, Chen Fei withdrew the several subtle array patterns scattered around him for defense. Cao Feiyu also checked her own condition, confirming that her Yuan energy was flowing smoothly. She let out a soft hum with her longsword, ready to strike at any moment.
"Walk."
Chen Fei let out a low shout, his figure transforming into a pale golden streak of light. Cao Feiyu, surrounded by azure water light, followed closely behind as a clear, water-like swan.
The ruins are vast and boundless, and all that can be seen is a scene of desolation.
The broken walls and ruins, like the withered bones of a giant beast, are scattered across the gray-black earth. Twisted jade pillars are half-buried in the soil, and the exquisite reliefs have long since weathered and blurred. The dried-up riverbed is like a hideous wound on the earth, where occasionally some strange plants can be seen stubbornly growing in the cracks.
The two kept their escape light low, skimming close to the undulating mountains and ruins as they sped along.
Chen Fei's divine sense constantly covered an area of nearly a hundred miles, keeping a watchful eye on any unusual energy fluctuations and life force.
In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Chen Fei's divine sense stirred slightly, detecting a series of intense collisions of Yuan energy and bursts of energy coming from about several hundred miles to his left.
"There's a battle ahead, and the energy fluctuations are quite strong, at least at the Tai Cang Realm level," Chen Fei transmitted to Cao Feiyu, slowing his speed slightly.
Cao Feiyu's expression hardened, and her divine sense extended over there, indeed sensing that the Yuan energy there was chaotic and filled with murderous intent.
She frowned slightly: "Should we go over and take a look? Or go around it?"
In such perilous places, battles between cultivators are often more dangerous and complex than encounters with vengeful demons. Human nature is unpredictable, and murder for treasure and looting during times of chaos are commonplace.
"Go around it."
Without hesitation, Chen Fei manipulated his escape light to draw an arc, avoiding the battlefield at a great distance.
His goal was to explore the marked palace and acquire resources, not to cause any unnecessary trouble. He didn't want to clash with any unknown cultivators unless absolutely necessary, especially within these ruins; preserving his strength and minimizing losses was his top priority.
Cao Feiyu naturally had no objections and stayed close to Chen Fei. The two of them, like gliding swallows, silently moved away from that place of trouble.
As they continued their journey, the two sensed and avoided two areas of abnormal energy fluctuations.
In one place, it seemed that cultivators were besieging a Yin Beast born from some kind of ruins, while in another place, several cultivators were fighting over a treasure that had just been dug out of the ruins.
Chen Fei consistently adhered to the principle of "avoiding battles and circumventing dangers," leading Cao Feiyu cautiously forward under the cover of ruins and gray fog.
About fifteen minutes later, following the clues in the encyclopedia, Chen Fei slowed down and finally landed with Cao Feiyu on a pavilion made of some kind of pure white jade stone.
Most of the pavilions are dilapidated, with only a few broken pillars and a corner of the eaves remaining, barely revealing their former exquisite outline.
Standing here, the view is relatively open, and you can see the outline of a more dilapidated but obviously larger group of buildings dozens of miles away, which is faintly visible in the thick gray fog, like a crouching giant beast.
"Is this the place?" Cao Feiyu followed Chen Fei's gaze and asked in a low voice. Her hand was already gently placed on the hilt of the sword, and her Yuan energy flowed quietly.
However, Chen Fei's gaze was not entirely focused on that cluster of buildings; most of his attention was drawn to another battlefield, where a fierce battle was raging.
On the relatively open ruined ground, two agile figures were fiercely fighting against a rolling, gray-black demonic shadow. The explosions of colliding elemental energy and the shrill roars of the vengeful demon were deafening.
Both figures were men. One was dressed in a crimson outfit and held a broadsword burning with raging flames. His swordsmanship was wide and powerful, and the scorching sword energy scorched the surrounding gray mist, causing it to twist and steam.
The other person was dressed in a moon-white robe, his figure elusive, and he wielded a slender sword as fast as lightning. The sword light was chilling, and he focused on attacking the weak points and vital points of the demonic shadow. His swordsmanship was exquisite.
The two, one forceful and the other gentle, one fierce and the other skillful, worked together seamlessly to keep the vengeful demon from the Tai Cang Realm firmly entangled.
The demonic shadow formed from the vengeful spirit charged left and right, spewing out large amounts of filthy demonic energy, and conjuring up all sorts of ferocious ghosts to attack, but it was always defeated by the red-robed swordsman's blazing sword energy. New wounds kept appearing on its body, the demonic energy dissipated, and its aura became somewhat unstable.
As Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu descended, although they had deliberately concealed their auras, they did not completely hide their forms.
Moreover, for cultivators in the Tai Cang Realm, a distance of several tens of miles is almost equivalent to being within arm's reach in terms of eyesight and perception.
Almost the instant the two landed, a voice transmission carrying a clear sense of vigilance and warning rang in Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu's ears simultaneously. The voice was slightly deep and belonged to the red-robed cultivator on the battlefield who was wielding a flaming longsword to fiercely attack the vengeful demon.
"Fellow Daoists, we have been locked in a fierce battle with this vengeful demon for quite some time. We are all here in the ruins seeking opportunities, so how about we do you a favor?"
Although the words were polite, the warning they contained was all too clear.
Within these ruins, countless conflicts erupted over the struggle for resources and the hunting of vengeful demons to obtain fragments of status. The most taboo thing was someone secretly spying on them, intending to steal their spoils.
The red-robed cultivator had clearly spotted Chen Fei and his companion, and fearing they might try to seize the item while he and the demon were both weakened, he spoke up to warn them first.
Upon hearing this, Chen Fei remained calm, his gaze sweeping over the red-robed cultivator and the white-robed swordsman before finally looking at the vengeful demon whose aura was already showing signs of weakness.
These two cultivators are quite powerful and work together seamlessly; it's only a matter of time before they slay this vengeful demon. If we were to approach now, it would inevitably arouse their suspicion and create unnecessary trouble.
Chen Fei's main objective for this trip was to find the possible palace ruins within the complex of buildings ahead.
Chen Fei transmitted his voice to Cao Feiyu: "The ruins ahead are quite large. Let's retreat first and wait until they deal with this vengeful demon and leave before we go to investigate."
Cao Feiyu gave a soft "hmm" in agreement.
Without further hesitation, Chen Fei nodded slightly in the direction of the battlefield, acknowledging the other party's reminder. Then, together with Cao Feiyu, their figures transformed into streaks of light once more, changing direction and speeding towards the opposite side of the building complex. They quickly disappeared behind the thick gray fog and the endless ruins.
Seeing that Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu were so sensible and took the initiative to leave without any hesitation, Zhu Xingyan, the red-robed cultivator who was fiercely attacking on the battlefield, couldn't help but show a satisfied smile on his face.
"They're smart enough to know what's good for them," Zhu Xingyan said coldly, his flaming longsword attacking even more fiercely, forcing the vengeful demon to retreat repeatedly, its demonic energy churning.
"Judging from their attire, they should be from the Danchen Sect. The Danchen Sect's techniques are quite good, but they are far inferior to our Taiheng Sect," Wu Jianghan said with a smile.
"We are one of the nine upper sects, while they are merely the Danchen Sect, one of the seventy-two lower sects. How can they compare to us?" Zhu Xing sneered.
"Are the cultivators of the Nine Upper Sects always like this, ganging up on the weak? If you have the ability, then withdraw this alliance and fight me one-on-one. I want to see how much real skill you have."
The vengeful demon, which was being suppressed by the two and whose demonic energy was constantly dissipating, seemed to realize that its end was near. It let out a sharp and piercing laugh, its voice filled with resentment and mockery.
Although he was a demon, he also knew the art of psychological warfare, and tried to use words to provoke and divide Zhu Xingyan and Wu Jianghan's alliance.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Xingyan merely sneered, his flaming longsword unleashing a raging wave of fire that incinerated the foul demonic energy spewed out by the vengeful demon, his offensive showing no sign of slowing down.
He's a veteran of countless battles; how could he fall for such a crude provocation?
However, Wu Jianghan, the white-robed swordsman who had been attacking silently and whose swordsmanship was tricky, frowned sharply and his eyes flashed with cold light when he heard the vengeful demon's sarcastic words.
"Noisy!"
Wu Jiang coldly snorted, his voice like an ice bead falling to the ground, carrying undisguised disgust and murderous intent.
"What morality is there to speak of with a creature like you, neither human nor ghost, who only knows how to devour the resentment of living beings and eke out a living? What is the point of fighting one-on-one? Slaying demons and eliminating evil is our duty. Why should we talk about rules with you? Just accept your death!"
Before he finished speaking, the slender sword in Wu Jianghan's hand, which was originally as fast as lightning and as agile and unpredictable, suddenly changed its stance.
"Buzz!"
A clear and resounding sword cry echoed in all directions, and the previously restrained, chilling sword energy on the slender sword suddenly erupted. It was not just simple cold air, but a terrifying sword intent that seemed capable of freezing the soul and extinguishing life.
The sword energy soared into the sky, drawing upon the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy), transforming into countless visible ice crystals and snowflakes that swirled wildly around the sword.
The mysterious ice shatters the evil spirits, and snow buries the mountains and rivers!
Wu Jianghan let out a fierce shout, his figure becoming one with the sword light. He moved with the sword, which transformed into a stream of light, carrying a terrifying sword intent that could freeze everything. Like an ice river waterfall falling from the heavens, it ruthlessly slashed down at the gray-black demonic shadow that the vengeful demon had transformed into.
Wherever it passed, it left a clear, chilling trail in the space.
This sword strike was devoid of the previous agility and trickery. Instead, it unleashed the immense Yuan Power and pure sword intent of the mid-stage Tai Cang Realm to the extreme, making it a true killing move. It aimed to settle the score with a single strike and completely annihilate this noisy vengeful demon.
"Roar!"
Sensing the terrifying power and killing intent contained in this sword strike, the vengeful demon roared in terror and resentment, frantically urging its remaining demonic energy to condense into thick shields in front of it. At the same time, the demonic shadow twisted violently, trying to escape into the void.
Flames and raging waves, scorching the sky and boiling the sea!
The flaming longsword in Zhu Xingyan's hand erupted with crimson flames several times more intense than before. Holding the sword with both hands, he slashed fiercely at the vengeful demon with unstoppable momentum.
A crimson blade aura, seemingly capable of incinerating the entire world, arrived first after being launched later, sealing off all possible escape routes for the vengeful demon. Together with Wu Jianghan's icy sword intent that froze everything, it formed a deadly situation of ice and fire.
Amidst the desperate roars of the vengeful demon, the icy sword light and the crimson blade energy collided with a deafening roar.
A terrifying energy storm swept out, leveling the surrounding ruins and debris. Smoke, dust, ice shards, and sparks rose into the sky and lingered for a long time.
When the storm subsided and the dust settled, only a huge, charred ice crater remained. The vengeful demon, at the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm, had been annihilated, body and soul, by the combined attack of Zhu Xingyan and Wu Jianghan.
Zhu Xingyan and Wu Jianghan each concealed their auras and landed at the edge of the pit. Zhu Xingyan raised his hand and collected the pure essence left behind by the fallen demon.
"Junior Brother Wu's Xuanbing Posha Sword has become increasingly refined," Zhu Xingyan complimented with a smile.
Wu Jianghan's cold expression softened slightly, and he waved his hand: "Senior Brother Zhu's Crimson Sun Burning Heaven Blade is also extraordinary. Let's go. This place is not suitable for us to stay for long. There was quite a commotion just now, and we need to leave as soon as possible."
Without saying another word, the two confirmed that nothing had been missed, and then transformed into two streaks of light, rushing off in the opposite direction from where Chen Fei and the other person had left, and soon disappeared into the depths of the gray-mist-shrouded ruins.
Hundreds of thousands of miles away, on a Gobi Desert with only jagged rocks and howling winds, a fierce battle is taking place.
Under the dim light of the sky, the gale whipped up fine black sand and grit, emitting a mournful wail.
A massive, malevolent demon, its entire body formed from dense, almost tangible, grayish-black demonic energy, was emitting an angry and painful roar.
Its appearance is ferocious, neither human nor inhuman, with three twisted sharp horns on its head and exposed fangs. In the churning demonic energy around it, human faces that scream in pain constantly appear and disappear, exuding a chilling aura of resentment and chaos.
Its aura was clearly at the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm, and its demonic energy was solid, indicating that it had been immersed in this realm for a long time and was not a newcomer.
However, at this moment, this ferocious and vengeful demon appeared somewhat panicked.
Its enormous body was trapped in a crisscrossing, flickering dark golden light, which was not a physical entity but was woven from countless intricate array patterns.
It descended from the void, took deep root in the earth, and connected with the obscure laws of the heavens, forming a three-dimensional cage that covered an area of several miles.
Inside the cage, light intertwined to form a net, constantly compressing and cutting into the space where the vengeful demon could move.
This was naturally the work of the silent array puppet beside Chen Fei. Under Chen Fei's mental control, the array, though lacking earth-shattering killing power, was like the most resilient spider web, firmly binding and weakening this vengeful demon known for its strength and ferocity.
Meanwhile, at the other end of the formation, Cao Feiyu's longsword transformed into a series of incomparably sharp blue sword lights, like a galaxy rolling backwards, precisely and swiftly slashing at the various weaknesses exposed by the vengeful demon due to the formation's binding.
A sudden, powerful surge!
Cao Feiyu shouted, and the sword light suddenly split into three. The three condensed, almost tangible, azure sword energies formed a triangular shape, tearing through space. With a chilling coldness and a sharpness that could cleave gold and jade, they slashed fiercely at the demonic arm that the vengeful demon was trying to block.
"laugh!"
A piercing tearing sound rang out as the three sword energies cleaved open a huge wound in the arm of the vengeful demon, which was formed from pure demonic energy. Dense demonic energy gushed out like black blood.
The vengeful demon let out a painful howl, and the demonic energy at the wound writhed wildly, trying to heal. However, the chilling sword intent and strange purifying power contained in the azure sword energy continuously eroded and purified the demonic energy, greatly slowing down the healing speed of the wound.
This is precisely the power of the Heavenly Sword Technique of the Danchen Sect. The sword's momentum is like the descent of heavenly might, vast and majestic. It also has the characteristics of purifying evil spirits and slowing down recovery. It is quite effective in restraining evil spirits such as vengeful demons.
Cao Feiyu pressed her advantage relentlessly, unleashing a continuous barrage of sword strikes that were sometimes as swift and cunning as lightning that cleaved through the clouds, aiming directly at the three demonic eyes of the vengeful demon whose defenses were relatively weak.
Sometimes it fell like a star, with great force, striking heavily against the thick demonic armor that the demon was trying to protect its head, stirring up sparks and dissipating demonic energy.
With the powerful assistance of the formation, Cao Feiyu didn't need to focus on defense at all.
Whenever the vengeful demon tried to pounce on her recklessly, it was blocked by the barrier or slowing force field formed by the dark golden array patterns. Its fierce counterattacks were often deflected by spatial folds, and it could not unleash even 50 or 60% of its full power.
As one side weakens and the other gains, the aura of the vengeful demon diminishes at a visible speed. It roars angrily and restlessly, its three demonic eyes turning crimson as it frantically rams and tears at the surrounding light cage, but only makes the formation flicker and cannot truly break through.
"Junior brother, can you tell which sect or school the two cultivators who were fighting that vengeful demon in the distance from the pavilion just now came from?" He asked softly while effortlessly executing the Heavenly Descent Sword Technique. (End of Chapter)