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Li Xiaonan furrowed her brows as she urged the Spirit Platform, and the entire snowy mountain seemed to become transparent.
Inside the ice-covered rock wall was an empty space.
The inner walls were thickly coated with frost, and the icicles clinging to the rock walls extended towards the center like a spider's web, connecting to a sharply defined ice crystal.
This ice crystal hung in the cave like a heart.
Within it was a beautiful woman encased in ice.
Her Azure Silks cascaded down like a waterfall, and even just her outline was breathtakingly beautiful.
She wore a simple blue garment that highlighted her fair skin, which was as smooth as jade. Her appearance was reminiscent of Zhao Lingshan, but compared to Zhao Lingshan, she lacked a hint of seduction and instead exuded tranquility and divinity.
Inside the ice crystal, she lay with her eyes closed, appearing to be peacefully asleep.
Her azure serpent tail coiled languidly; everything was still, filled with serenity yet tinged with endless solitude.
Li Xiaonan withdrew her consciousness and said, "Xian'er, your mother is indeed inside."
Sun Wukong quickly responded, "Did you see her?"
"Yes, she looks exactly like Zhao Lingshan; it can't be wrong."
"Hahaha, alright, alright, Master Mother, I'll rescue you right now!"
Sun Wukong laughed heartily as he soared into the air. The Golden Staff in his hand suddenly grew larger, thicker than the Snowy Ridge Divine Mountain.
Seeing this, Li Xiaonan immediately wrapped her arms around Yuan Xian'er's slender waist and flew backward.
One strike from that staff would surely cause collateral damage.
The recoil from it wouldn't affect her Divine Body much, but for Yuan Xian'er, it was no trivial matter.
Chen Yaojin cast a clever glance and quickly hid behind Li Xiaonan, saying, "Boss, that monkey looks thin but seems quite strong; he can swing such a thick staff."
Li Xiaonan nodded. The Victorious Buddha of Combat was indeed formidable.
That was a childhood idol in his heart.
However, despite this admiration, a sense of unease lingered within Li Xiaonan. As his cultivation progressed, his spiritual awareness became increasingly sharp.
He felt that although Sun Wukong was powerful, breaking through this unassuming snowy mountain would still be quite challenging.
His intuition proved correct as the massive Golden Staff, gleaming with golden light, struck down hard upon the Snowy Ridge Divine Mountain.
"Boom!"
A tremendous sound erupted as an avalanche suddenly descended, burying Sun Wukong alive.
Looking at the divine mountain, a faint golden light enveloped the intact mountain body, forming a mysterious barrier that flickered in and out of visibility.
Sun Wukong's heavy blow failed to dislodge even a single stone.
Just how solid was this rock face?
"Master!" Yuan Xian'er shouted anxiously.
"Whoosh!"
A beam of golden light shot out from the pristine white snow.
"Spit! How can this mountain be harder than my Golden Staff?" Sun Wukong spat out the icy debris from his mouth and shook off the frost clinging to his fur.
He pouted, feeling immense pain as he touched the Golden Staff.
The golden rod had bent from being struck.
Li Xiaonan couldn't help but curse inwardly. It seemed that the crazy woman spoke nothing but the truth; without a divine artifact, this divine mountain truly couldn't be broken.
But where could he find a divine artifact now? He hadn't even been to the divine realm yet.
It would be more plausible to lose his mind right here.
However, giving up at this point was not an option.
Li Xiaonan waved his right hand and grasped the Wandering Fan tightly.
He pondered that the Wandering Fan had already shed its identity as a Celestial Artifact and now possessed Universal Star Power. He wondered how its power compared to that of a divine artifact.
Gently stroking the smooth fan ribs, he whispered, "Whether you can rescue the Mother of the Mountain depends on you." With that, he leaped into action.
Chen Yaojin immediately clapped and cheered, "Boss! Go, Boss! So mighty!"
Li Xiaonan glanced at him and said, "Take good care of your sister-in-law." With a flick of her wrist, the fan opened suddenly, shimmering with a faint silver light, revealing the power of Universal Star Power.
Using the fan as an axe, she executed a set of Exorcism Eighteen Strikes, interspersed with dark golden blades of Stellar Power, each striking the divine mountain.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The eighteen consecutive strikes reverberated through the air, and even Yuan Xian'er and the others floating above could feel the earth-shattering vibrations.
Sun Wukong looked at the rising smoke and stroked his chin, saying, "This is impressive. If that Exorcism Eighteen Strikes hit me, I’d probably be knocked out."
Hearing Sun Wukong's praise, Yuan Xian'er felt a surge of joy that couldn't help but lift her spirits. In her inner thoughts, she mused that if even her master praised Xiao Nan like this, he would surely be able to rescue her mother.
However, this joy did not last long as it dissipated along with the smoke from the divine mountain.
The mountain remained just a small mound of earth, showing no signs of change whatsoever.
Li Xiaonan's Exorcism Eighteen Strikes had not left even a shallow mark.
He couldn't help but sigh in despair and muttered to himself, "Is it not enough? Is it really impossible without a divine artifact? Or is my cultivation insufficient?"
With that, he stirred his Inner Demon, and in an instant, his black eyes turned into white ones. His expression became stern and somewhat ferocious. He shouted loudly as he twisted his wrist; more powerful dark golden blades flew from the fan.
As another tremor shook the ground and the smoke cleared, the divine mountain remained intact.
Li Xiaonan sighed again in his inner thoughts, realizing that it seemed impossible without a divine artifact.
"Ah! You’re all using the wrong weapons! To split mountains, you need an axe!" Chen Yaojin boisterously lifted his shirt hem and spat into both hands before rubbing them together with a grin.
He shouted loudly as he summoned the Heavenly Opening Axe, gripping the handle tightly while roaring, "Here I come!" He charged directly toward the divine mountain.
Sun Wukong flew to Li Xiaonan's side with Yuan Xian'er and frowned. "Does your little brother have a problem? If neither of us can do it, how can he expect to split this mountain with a broken axe?"
Li Xiaonan shook his head and said, "I don't know; let's just let him try."
"Yah!" Chen Yaojin shouted as he gripped the Heavenly Opening Axe and swung it forcefully at the divine mountain.
Instead of the usual thunderous roar, all that escaped was a pained scream from Chen Yaojin.
"Ouch!" Chen Yaojin was sent flying back by the protective divine light of the mountain.
Li Xiaonan frowned slightly and quickly flew over to catch him.
Chen Yaojin grimaced, "It’s splitting! My palm is going to split!"
Sun Wukong was about to mock him when his gaze happened to catch sight of the divine mountain. He widened his mouth in shock; its round size could definitely swallow a Kiwi whole.
He exclaimed, "It’s splitting! The mountain... is splitting!"
Li Xiaonan tightened his grip, his eyes shifting to the divine mountain. Indeed, a long mark about ten meters long and ten centimeters deep had been left on its surface.
Although it was merely a trivial scratch for the divine mountain, for Li Xiaonan and his companions, it was undoubtedly a sign of hope.
"Ouch, ouch! Boss, stop pinching me!"
Hearing Chen Yaojin's cries of distress, Li Xiaonan finally realized he was pinching the soft flesh at his waist.
He chuckled awkwardly and immediately released Chen Yaojin. "Sorry, Little Jin. I accidentally grabbed you. Can I borrow your Heavenly Opening Axe for a moment?"
Chen Yaojin, feeling frustrated, rubbed his body before handing the Heavenly Opening Axe to Li Xiaonan.
This axe had originally been given to Chen Yaojin by Li Xiaonan because he thought its material was special; there was nothing particularly unusual about it at the time.
Now that Li Xiaonan held the Heavenly Opening Axe again, he noticed that the divine tree in the Spirit Platform began to stir.
Li Xiaonan's hand slowly traced over the eight characters engraved on the axe handle: "Opening Heaven and Earth, Only I Am Supreme."
Li Xiaonan couldn't help but smile, thinking to himself that he had once found this person arrogant, but now he realized that they indeed had the capital to be so. He had been called a Master of Artifacts, yet here he was, holding a divine weapon without recognizing its true value.
Sun Wukong leaned forward and asked, "What's so special about this axe? That crazy woman said only a divine weapon can split the Divine Mountain. Could this be a divine weapon?"
After a moment of silence, Li Xiaonan shook his head. He attempted to communicate with the Spirit Tool of the Heavenly Opening Axe using his Mental Power, but unfortunately, the axe remained silent. There was no sign of a mature Spirit Tool, not even an embryo of one.
If it were truly a divine weapon, how could it lack a Spirit Tool?
Moreover, the craftsmanship of this axe was ordinary; even if it were to return to its original state, it seemed overly simplistic and clearly crafted by a Cultivator.
He swung the Heavenly Opening Axe a couple of times and said, "It can't be considered a divine weapon; at most, it's just a Demigod tool."
Li Xiaonan's speculation was entirely correct. The Heavenly Opening Axe had indeed once been a divine weapon, but after being damaged and falling to the mortal realm, it was picked up by a Cultivator who melted down the original divine weapon and reforged it into this Heavenly Opening Axe.
Sun Wukong scratched his head and said anxiously, "Regardless of whether it's a divine weapon or a Demigod tool, as long as it can split this Divine Mountain, that's all that matters."
Li Xiaonan weighed the Heavenly Opening Axe in his hands and said, "I'll give it a try. Little Jin, sever your connection with the Heavenly Opening Axe."
"Okay." Chen Yaojin complied without hesitation.
Although the Heavenly Opening Axe was his Destined Artifact and he felt reluctant to sever their bond, Li Xiaonan's word was enough for him to brave any danger.
He immediately cut off his connection with the Heavenly Opening Axe and said, "Alright, boss."
Li Xiaonan nodded and took hold of the Heavenly Opening Axe. He flew into the air, took a deep breath, and forcefully infused Demigod power into the Heavenly Opening Axe before striking down towards the Divine Mountain.
The mountain trembled slightly as several rocks tumbled down.
Seeing that it worked, Li Xiaonan struck again and again with fierce blows, each one landing on the original mark until the sixteenth strike when the handle of the Heavenly Opening Axe broke apart from the head, even causing cracks to appear on the blade.
When he delivered the seventeenth strike, the Heavenly Opening Axe shattered completely into countless fragments that scattered everywhere.
"Oh no, my axe!" Chen Yaojin lamented as he released Ghostly Aura to gather the fragments into his embrace.
At that moment, Li Xiaonan had no time to care about such things because the Divine Mountain finally cracked open.
"Boom! Rumble!"
The sound that shattered the sky echoed endlessly, and a blinding golden light burst forth from the divine mountain, which resembled a peach split in two, revealing its inner pit.
The stunning woman encased in ice slowly opened her eyes.
Li Xiaonan immediately recalled a line from a poem she once knew: "A gentle breeze arrives, and the water ripples not."
Her beautiful black eyes quietly gazed at everything before her. Zhao Lingyue slowly moved her serpent tail, and a thin crack appeared on the crystalline ridge formed by the ice.
"Crack, crack."
With each crisp sound, the cracks multiplied and widened until, with a final "bang," everything shattered apart.
Zhao Lingyue looked up at the dawn light that had just emerged and murmured to herself, "How long have I been asleep, Yuan Pu?"
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