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In the early morning, feeling refreshed, Ye Yang took out a neatly folded indigo battle robe from the Cosmic Bag and put it on. With a stern gaze, he appeared even more imposing. He sheathed the Azure Soul Sword and Haotian Sword behind him, hidden within the robe, clenched his fists, and stepped out of the tent with a smile.
Behind him, Yun Xiaoxi and Yan Yao followed suit, their vibrant beauty evident. Upon hearing Peng Yue's cries outside, they couldn't help but stifle their laughter. Undoubtedly, the dignified Chancellor of Wei State had been enduring quite a miserable experience since they left Wei Kingdom and entered the Extreme Ice Wasteland; Peng Yue had been playing a tragic role throughout.
“Alright, after breakfast, we will prepare to set off!” Ye Yang said in a deep voice.
Ten Directions, clad in a leather robe and gripping his Battle Axe tightly, nodded and replied, “Yes, I will go with Divine Envoy. We must have a hearty breakfast!”
“Agreed!”
As expected, breakfast consisted of Bear Meat, which had been cooked in abundance. After everyone had eaten their fill and got ready to depart, there wasn't much to organize. Ye Yang, Yan Yao, and Yun Xiaoxi had no luggage; everything was conveniently stored in the Cosmic Bag. As for Peng Yue, he also carried no luggage. Ten Directions only had an axe and a string of dried meat hanging around his neck, which served as provisions.
With the farewell of the Barbarian youths, Ye Yang and his companions set out on their journey. This time, their opponent was shrouded in mystery—an existence that Ten Directions regarded as demonic. While this may have been an exaggeration, the strength of the Frost Dragon Clan was undeniable.
The biting cold wind whipped against Ye Yang's face like a blade. He tightened his robe and surveyed his surroundings; all he could see was a vast expanse of ice and snow, making it impossible to determine direction.
“Ten Directions, which way should we go?” Ye Yang asked.
“Wait a moment, Divine Envoy!”
Ten Directions stepped forward and suddenly threw the Battle Axe. With a "thud," the Battle Axe fell to the ground, its handle pointing ahead. Ten Directions immediately said, "The divine spirit has guided our path; the Frost Dragon Clan is in that direction. Follow me, it can't be wrong!"
"Mm!"
After three minutes of walking, they were blocked by a towering ice wall.
The muscles on Ten Directions's face twitched as he said, "It seems that the divine decree can sometimes be mistaken. Divine Envoy, let me try again!"
"Whoosh!"
The Battle Axe flew out once more, landing with its handle pointing to the right.
They continued forward, and after a few more minutes, a bottomless cliff appeared ahead. The muscles on Ten Directions's face twitched again as he growled, "Impossible! With the divine guidance, how could we Descendants of the Divine be wrong? Let me try again; this time it will work..."
"Whoosh!"
The Battle Axe flew out for the third time, this time accurately. With a "bang," it struck Peng Yue in the face, leaving a mark from the axe handle on his rugged cheek. Peng Yue's face turned pale, and he looked ready to explode!
"Damn it, this is ridiculous..." Ye Yang's face finally twitched as he looked at Ten Directions and said, "You take a break; let me sense it for a moment!"
"Yes, Divine Envoy..."
Ye Yang stood still, raising his True Qi to the Spirit Platform. His perception at the Starry Sky Sixth Level extended outward, and the entire world seemed to become clear. The wind and snow disappeared, leaving only scattered points of energy. Three miles directly south, there was a dense cluster of energy points; that was the Ice Bear Pack, at least a thousand strong. These Ice Bears posed a serious threat to the survival of Ten Directions' tribe. Ye Yang had already made up his mind to hunt down those Ice Bears after finding the Dragon Bone.
In addition, to the north, about ten miles away, seven massive energy sources appeared. It was an aura so powerful that even Ye Yang was astonished; it was chilling and undoubtedly the Frost Dragon Clan they were searching for. At the very least, these were beasts of Starry Sky Level Six. Looking across this Extreme Ice Wasteland, it seemed that only those terrifying dragon clans could possess such world-destroying power.
Pointing to the north, Ye Yang said in a deep voice, "Over there, ten miles away. Follow me! Ten Directions, you don't need to participate in the battle; just watch. Your tribe still needs you as their leader. You bear the weight of the rise and fall of the entire Descendants of the Divine tribe. If you die in battle, they may become leaderless and unable to resist the Ice Bear Pack and the poachers from the Central Plains."
Ten Directions' dark eyes were filled with emotion as he knelt on one knee, holding his Battle Axe, and said loudly, "I, Ten Directions, will definitely be loyal to the Divine Envoy for life! Oh no, I mean I will definitely be loyal to Lord Ziyu for life!"
Ye Yang nodded with satisfaction. "Get up. We are setting off. Save enough strength and inner power; this will surely be a brutal battle."
Peng Yue asked, "Do I need to take action?"
Ye Yang smiled and replied, "You can act when I can no longer hold on or am seriously injured, but... you must choose whether to kill me or the dragon!"
Peng Yue's expression was calm as he nodded without saying anything further.
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