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Wuming After exploring several forks in the road, the team finally found the correct path. At the end of this path was a huge ice screen, behind which something seemed to be shimmering.
Bei Hu Eyes lit up: "There is light, perhaps that is the way out."
Chin Feng shook his head and said, "This place is definitely not simple. We must be more cautious."
Wuming nodded, took a deep breath, and walked towards the ice screen.
They approached the ice screen and discovered a strange pattern on it, resembling a lock. This lock seemed to require a special way to open.
After a moment of contemplation, Wuming suddenly brightened up and said, "This is an ancient four-element lock formation, requiring ice, fire, wind, and earth to unlock."
Others were amazed, but Wuming had already begun unlocking. He had Lingling use the martial arts of the Ice attribute to touch and unlock the ice part, used flame fruit juice to smear the fire part of the lock, had Chin Feng use wind abilities to unlock the wind part, and then had the earth element Shi An unlock the earth part.
As the four locks were activated, the locks on the ice screen slowly turned and finally opened. The ice screen slowly dissipated, revealing a massive ice palace in front of them.
Wuming and others walked into the ice palace, and the scene before them left them stunned...
In the depths of the cave, there is an ice lake, and in the center of the lake stands an ice sculpture. The sculpture appears to be an ancient martial arts master, holding a cold ice sword.
A look of awe flashes in Dei Wu's eyes: "That is the statue of the legendary Ice Fairy, she is the founder of Ice attribute martial arts."
Carved on the wall are ancient runes, seemingly recording a legend about the ice sword. The ground is covered with a thick layer of ice, making every step slippery and requiring extra caution.
"This sword..." Bei Hu gazes at the ice sword with a solemn expression.
"It looks quite extraordinary," Chin Feng said involuntarily as he looked at the sword.
Sung looked around and noticed an ancient stone tablet in one corner of the ice palace, which seemed to record the origin of the ice sword.
She walked over, trying to decipher the words. Her brow furrowed tighter and tighter, as if she had discovered something.
"Wuming, come over here and take a look at this!" Sung called Wuming over.
Wuming walked over to look at the stone tablet. The inscription on the stone tablet was very ancient, and some of the characters were even blurry. But Wuming was able to understand its meaning.
"This sword is called the Frost ice sword, and it was forged by a sword immortal named Iceheart. Due to his extraordinary state of mind, the sword immortal sealed his Ice attribute true energy within the sword during its forging. This sword possesses great power, but it also carries the temperament of the sword immortal, and it cannot be wielded by those who do not sincerely pursue the martial way."
Wuming After pondering for a moment, looked at ice sword and said, "This sword should be the finest in the Ice attribute martial arts. Obtaining it would greatly benefit my training."
Dei Wu waved her hand and said, "But the stone tablet also mentioned that this sword is very selective of its master. If the wielder's nature is not righteous, they may suffer from the sword's backlash."
Sung suddenly shouted and frowned, "Everyone, look at the lake surface. That's not ice, but the condensed frigid ice from the essence of Ice Eagle. It's extremely dangerous."
Wuming gazed at the ice sculpture in the center of the lake, seemingly sensing the power hidden within it, "That sword might be the key to passing this challenge."
They began to plan how to cross the lake and retrieve the sword. Bei Hu tried to use his strength to break the ice, but was repelled by the powerful cold air. Shi An then attempted to create a path on the lake using his petrification ability, but the ice was too hard for his power to work effectively.
As time passed, the pressure in the Ice Cave became increasingly suffocating for them.
Wuming gazed quietly at the lake, and a glint suddenly flashed in his eyes. He asked Sung: "How much juice is left from the flame fruit?"
Sung replied: "There's still some left."
Wuming nodded and suggested, "Let's use the juice of the flame fruit and our inner strength to condense into a flame, and then throw it onto the surface of the lake."
They followed Wuming's plan, gathered everyone's inner strength, transformed the juice of the flame fruit into a powerful flame, and threw it onto the lake.
The cold ice on the lake began to melt under the action of the flames, and cracks spread across the surface of the lake.
At this moment, the cold air in the cave seemed to sense the threat, and the Ice Eagle attacked Wuming even more fiercely.
In a chaotic and tense battle, the freezing ice on the lake finally dissipated partially.
Wuming stroked his beard, a strange glint flashing in his eyes: "Lingling, you give it a try."
Lingling nodded, jumped onto the ice platform in the middle of the lake, and walked up to the ice sword. She was calm in her heart, integrating her state of mind into the sword's intent.
The ice sword trembled slightly, then emitted an even stronger chill. Lingling seemed to be frozen all over, but she persisted, combining her will with the aura of the ice sword.
At that moment, the entrance of the ice palace suddenly echoed with the sound of footsteps, and a group of people dressed in black burst in.
The leader was a man with a cold, cruel mask on his face, the head of another faction. His eyes, visible through the holes in the mask, were fixed firmly on the ice sword.
"The sword is here after all. It looks like I'm really lucky today," he sneered, then ordered the person behind him, "Take them down, and the sword will be ours."
Wuming and the others were caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, and could only quickly engage in a fierce battle.
The ice sword seemed to sense the impending danger, and the chill on its blade grew heavier, causing the entire ice palace to tremble.
Wuming and the black-clothed men engaged in a fierce battle. The sound of weapons clashing echoed within the ice palace.
Bei Hu's boxing techniques were like a fierce tiger leaping from the mountains, each punch containing the momentum of a mountain collapsing, leaving people wide-eyed and speechless.
Chin Feng's swordsmanship is exquisite, he wields his sword according to the changes in the battle. Sung demonstrates the courage to face strong enemies, constantly using swordsmanship and agile footwork to counter the enemy's attacks.
Dei Wu's swift figure moves around the opponent like a butterfly, agilely circling around them.
Wuming and others closely watched the leader of the black-clothed men. This The Masked Man was clearly no ordinary opponent. He was agile and his swordsmanship was mysterious, with each attack carrying a fierce chill. Wuming and Dei Wu exchanged a glance and began to cooperate with each other in silent understanding.
The swordsmanship of this The Masked Man was astonishing, but Wuming was able to respond flexibly, skillfully neutralizing each move under his control.
As time passed, Wuming gradually gained the upper hand. The Masked Man also began to feel the pressure, his attacks becoming more ferocious but also more difficult to control.
Meanwhile, ice sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light and a deep vibration, as if responding to the end of the battle.
The mist on the sword of ice sword gradually dissipates, the light fades away, and finally, the glow of the sword disappears, leaving ice sword quiet and peaceful once again.
As ice sword is unsheathed, the cold air in the cave immediately calms down as if sensing its master, and Ice Eagle also stops its attack.
The Ice Palace formation has been broken. At the same time, members of other sects also felt that the path ahead no longer diverged.
Lingling waved the cold ice sword, and a powerful Ice attribute energy spread out. Suddenly, a ice gate appeared at the entrance of the cave.
The crowd breathed a sigh of relief as Wuming, Chin Feng, Sung, and others exchanged a smile. They knew that Lingling had successfully obtained the cold ice sword and passed the test.
Lingling gently caressed the sword, a hint of emotion flashing in her eyes. The cold aura of the ice sword seemed to respond to her touch, as if establishing some kind of connection with her.
"This sword should be the most suitable for you," Wuming smiled and said to Lingling.
Lingling nodded, took a deep look at the cold ice sword, then turned to the others and said, "Let's continue forward."
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