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The cold wind howled, and three figures flew past.
Ye Yang, wielding the Haotian Sword and holding the Azure Dragon Halberd, flew at the forefront. Flames danced on the Azure Dragon Halberd, cutting through the biting cold of the ice and snow, which helped Zeng Xuan and Yun Xiaoxi avoid freezing too much. As they moved further north, the temperature dropped sharply, reaching a point where their breath turned to frost.
All three were Celestial Ascendants, capable of using True Qi to protect themselves. However, after a morning of continuous movement, the two women began to feel fatigued. The sustained use of True Qi and rapid travel had nearly drained half of their energy, necessitating a break to recover.
“Zi Yu…”
Yun Xiaoxi softly called out, grasping Ye Yang's hand from behind. “Where exactly is the place you are looking for? It feels like we are running endlessly.”
Ye Yang furrowed his brow and looked into the distance. “Xiaoxi, I feel that this Wilderness is like a massive whirlpool of ice and snow. The coldest point lies at the center of this whirlpool, and I am searching for that center. If I can forge the Pangu Axe in this extreme cold, I am confident I can succeed within three days. Otherwise, by the time the Pangu Axe reemerges, the entire Central Plains may have been destroyed by the Asura God.”
Zeng Xuan suggested, “Since Xiaoxi has cultivated the Frost Law, why not concentrate and sense where it is coldest? This way, Zi Yu won’t be searching aimlessly.”
Yun Xiaoxi nodded and stood still.
Ye Yang linked arms with Yun Xiaoxi and suddenly swung the Azure Dragon Halberd, which spun with countless flames. With a loud roar, he cleared away the wind and snow, creating a brief vacuum around them so that Yun Xiaoxi would not be affected by the frost.
Slowly closing her beautiful eyes, Yun Xiaoxi stood quietly as her spirit gathered. A thread of icy energy swirled in front of her nose before suddenly shattering. Yun Xiaoxi opened her eyes and pointed to the side. “It’s over there, about five miles away; I sensed it…”
“What did you sense?” Ye Yang asked.
Yun Xiaoxi blinked and replied, “I sensed an extremely cold point that even makes me feel that with my cultivation level, I might not be able to withstand that kind of cold…”
Ye Yang smiled. “Good! Let’s head over there immediately!”
…
Too excited, Ye Yang dashed ahead while the two girls followed closely behind. Zeng Xuan frowned slightly. “Why is Zi Yu so excited?”
Yun Xiaoxi smiled faintly. “If we can forge the Pangu Axe, we can kill the Asura God. And by killing the Asura God, Zi Yu will honor the spirits of those thousands of Dragon Armored Warriors!”
“I see…”
The fierce wind whipped up large flakes of snow that danced in the air. Before long, a towering glacier appeared ahead, beneath which lay a deep cave. Standing before it, Zeng Xuan couldn’t help but shiver. “It’s so cold! Zi Yu, are we really going in? I never expected there could be such a cold place in this world…”
Ye Yang nodded, feeling somewhat shocked. The coldness in this cave far exceeded what a human could endure. Even though the three of them were Celestial Realm Experts, beings regarded as gods by the world, an ordinary person would have long been frozen in this boundless chill.
"Sizzle..."
Thick frost rapidly formed on the Armor. Ye Yang brushed it off with his hand, and the frost fell away, but in no time, it reformed into a thick layer of ice. It was simply too cold here. Yun Xiaoxi and Zeng Xuan took out their fur cloaks and wrapped them around their rounded bodies. Zeng Xuan, who usually wore short skirts and exuded charm, now paid little attention to her appearance and donned a heavy fur cloak, crossing her arms over her chest. She looked around and said, "Let's go; if we freeze to death, then so be it..."
Ye Yang smiled and replied, "Mm."
The Haotian Sword was surrounded by countless flames as Ye Yang expended his True Qi to release Fire God Fragment True Qi. However, it felt as if a curse had been cast upon the area; the relentless cold invaded and continuously drained the Fire God Power he released, making him feel increasingly uneasy.
Entering the cave felt like plunging into an abyss; although there was no ice or snow in sight, the chill only deepened.
"Look, there seem to be characters on the stone walls..." Yun Xiaoxi exclaimed.
Ye Yang and Zeng Xuan were also slightly taken aback.
He brought the fiery Haotian Sword close to the stone wall. Under its glow, a row of obscure runes flickered on the dark stone surface, appearing like frost before quickly vanishing again.
"It seems... these aren't characters from the Qin State..." Ye Yang remarked.
Yun Xiaoxi nodded. "Yeah, I can't understand them either."
Ye Yang turned to Zeng Xuan. "Sister Xuan, you've lived for over ten thousand years; you must recognize these characters, right?"
The way Ye Yang looked at her seemed to imply that if she didn't recognize them, it would be a waste of her long life. Zeng Xuan felt somewhat exasperated but seriously examined the characters before shaking her head. "I don't recognize them either..."
"Then what are these..." Yun Xiaoxi asked.
At that moment, the Haotian Sword suddenly trembled violently as a blue light shot out—it was Qin Fang. He gazed at the characters on the wall with a look of astonishment and said, "Could it be that this place... this place is..."
"What is it, Grandpa Qin?" Ye Yang inquired.
Qin Fang's expression clearly turned grim as he said, "These characters are from the Ancient Era... they are invocations to deities. If I'm not mistaken, this place is the burial site of a very powerful deity—Water God Gonggong..."
"What? Water God Gonggong?"
"Yes."
"Then this place, could it be..." Ye Yang shuddered, "Is this Mount Buzhou?"
"No, it may not be Mount Buzhou, but... Gonggong must have died here; otherwise, it wouldn't be so cold. The only deity capable of such mastery over the ice element is Gonggong, and no one else."
Qin Fang looked into the depths of the cavern and said, "Zi Yu, there's no need to be too afraid. Gonggong's Divine Rank has already perished. He was exiled to Youzhou, yet he ended up drifting here, choosing such a burial ground for himself. Hmph, it's a kind of punishment for him. This place is filled with resentment and icy energy; it’s actually a good location for cultivation. Go ahead, reach the deepest and coldest part of Gonggong Cave, summon the Divine Dragon Cauldron, and reforged the Pangu Axe!"
"Alright..." Ye Yang nodded, realizing there were no other options.
...
The three ventured deeper until suddenly the space below opened up, revealing a vast underground hall. Everything was forged from black iron; the material was unknown. At the end of a long stone staircase was a golden throne, and upon that throne lay a decayed Remains. The Remains wore dark armor and held a long sword emanating frost.
"Is that... Water God Gonggong?" Zeng Xuan exclaimed in shock.
Ye Yang nodded, "Yes, it must be. Even in death, the divine remains can emit such a powerful Frost Aura. I can't imagine how formidable the Water God would have been when alive."
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