At the same time, at the Yinluo Sect’s main temple three thousand miles away, the altar in the center of the Nine Nether Demon Summoning Array suddenly exploded.

The beautiful woman in black robe looked towards the northern sky, and seventy-two refined corpses roared at the same time.

She crushed the blood communication talisman, and seven magic rainbows quickly flew towards Beiming Island.

The cause and effect caused by the Xu Tian Ding finally reached its climax.

At the moment when Bingchi completely woke up, ancient scenes emerged in Chen Yun's sea of ​​consciousness.

The first master of Xutian Palace rode on an ice dragon and traveled through the sea of ​​stars, holding the Xutian Ding in his hand to refine countless stars.

He gently stroked the inscription on the tripod, a smile on his face:
"So you are the real key..."

The north wind howled, blowing up snow particles, which crashed into broken crystals outside Chen Yun's green protective shield.

He lowered his head and stared at the Dingyuan Plate in his hand. The pointer was pointing to the depths of the snow and wind.

Suddenly, Gu Tianqi's exclamation came from behind.

Ink-colored scales appeared on the young female cultivator's neck, and her pupils split into vertical pupils like a snake.

"Senior, be careful!" Before she finished speaking, three black rays shot out from the female cultivator's sleeves.

Chen Yun did not move. He waved his sleeves lightly and a green light became brighter. The black light hit the light curtain and revealed its true form.

Three bone cones engraved with demonic patterns.

"The spirit of the eighth-level black tortoise?"

Chen Yun sneered, and the demon-subduing wand flew out from his sleeve.

The relief sculpture of Eighteen Arhats on the top of the staff opened their golden eyes, and Buddha's light enveloped the female cultivator's head like a waterfall.

A shrill beast roar burst out from its throat, and the black mist condensed into the shadow of a tortoise shell, which collided with the Buddha's light and exploded into a ring-shaped air wave.

The foundation-building monk twenty feet away was knocked to the ground, and cracks in the ice spread like a spider web.

Black blood oozed out of the female cultivator's seven orifices, and she tried to break through her body and escape. Golden lightning danced at Chen Yun's fingertips, and a dense electric net instantly enveloped the demon soul.

With a sharp whistle, the evil spirit was burned away by thunder and fire, leaving only charred marks on the snow.

Three days later, Chen Yun used the green light of the Dingyuan Disk to cross the blizzard area, and his vision suddenly became clear.

The hundred-foot-high ice wall reflects colorful rays of light, and every brick of the wall is embedded with frost flower talismans.

The surface of the city wall was rippling with dark blue ripples, which turned out to be the "Mysterious Ice Thousand Illusion Formation" mixed with thousand-year-old cold jade.

"He who comes is stopped!"

Three white rainbows rose from the top of the city. The middle-aged monk in the lead wore an ice silk robe with three snow lotuses embroidered on it. He was Shi Yun, the steward of the outer palace.

The two female cultivators behind him held ice prisms, and the mirrors were quietly aimed at Chen Yun's qi sea.

"Chen Yun, a casual cultivator, has a past relationship with Elder Bai Yaoyi."

Chen Yunliang issued the Hanyu Order.

The trajectory of the ice marrow flowing in the token coincided with Bai Yaoyi's unique mark, and Shi Yun's pupils shrank slightly.

The purity of the cold marrow in this token is clearly taken from the core cold pond of the Ice Palace.

Just as he was about to speak, clouds suddenly rolled in from the northwest.

A terrifying red rainbow tore through the sky, and the pressure caused the female foundation-building cultivator to stagger back.

The escaping light dissipated, and the gray-haired young man stood with his hands behind his back.

Chen Yun smelled a faint smell of sea.

This shouldn't happen on the Beiming Island which is frozen all year round.

"Uncle Bi!"

When Shi Yun bent down, frost had already spread on the ice surface under Chen Yun's feet.

This is the secret "Ice Soul Questioning Formation" of Xiaoji Palace. The frost patterns are like poisonous snakes wrapping around the meridians of the cultivator.

Chen Yun tapped his toes lightly, and the Qingyuan sword pierced three inches into the ice layer, and the frost pattern stopped abruptly three feet away from him.

"I am a casual cultivator in the South China Sea, and I got a chance by chance."

Chen Yun spoke in a flat tone, his eyes sweeping across the other person's cuffs.

The faint light of the black ice needle was faintly visible under the robe.

Master Bi smiled warmly, but his spiritual awareness covered Chen Yun's vital points like a spider web.

The sound of clear bells came from the city, and the nine layers of ice doors opened one after another.

The ice crystals in the sky condensed into Bai Yaoyi's shadow, and her ice-blue dress moved without wind:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, how are you?"

As the phantom waved his hand, the entangled array patterns dissipated.

The black ice needle in Uncle Bi's sleeve made a subtle sound, and the smile on his face did not reach his eyes:
"Since he is an old friend of Elder Bai, I am worrying too much."

The ice bridge extended from the top of the city to Chen Yun's feet. The moment he stepped on it, his consciousness swept across a dark alley.

The female cultivator, who should have been terrified, curled up in the corner, with the demonic marks on her neck as dark as ink.

What's even more strange is that there is a black shadow wrapped in ice mist wriggling in her dantian.

"Is the palace safe these days?"

Chen Yun asked casually. Bai Yaoyi's shadow trembled imperceptibly: "The moon on the cold marrow spring is frozen and is undergoing routine maintenance."

As he spoke, the ice bridge had already passed through three levels of restrictions.

Chen Yun noticed that the snow on the main peak was indigo blue, which was exactly the same as the symptoms of cold marrow leakage recorded in "Beimingzhi".

In the middle of the night, Chen Yun slowly opened his eyes in the guest house.

The snowflakes outside the window had a light green luster, and the eyes of the puppet guarding the courtyard flickered red.

He put his fingers on his forehead, and the little Nascent Soul figure holding the Xu Tian Ding escaped from the top of his head, turned into a stream of light and sank into the earth veins.

Deep underground, the cold marrow vein is like a giant dragon.

The marrow fluid that should have been crystal clear was mixed with wisps of black silk, and the stench became stronger as it approached the main peak.

Yuanying suddenly made a hand gesture, and Xutian Ding spewed out green flames to protect his body.

There was actually half a monster skeleton floating in the marrow vein in front, and the remaining monster patterns on the bone spurs were exactly the same as what he saw during the day.

"He Fang Xiaoxiao!"

A sharp shout came from deep within the marrow, and nine icy spikes broke through the air.

Yuanying sneered, and five-colored rays of light flew out of the cauldron.

After the ice spike hit the rosy glow, it actually changed direction, forcing the chasing old man in white robe to retreat three steps.

"Bidao is friendly and elegant."

Yuanying laughed crisply. The old man took off his mask, and it turned out to be Uncle Bi from the day before. The black ice needle in his hand had turned red:

"Didn't Daoist Chen also enjoy the scenery late at night?"

Three days later, beside the Cold Marrow Spring, Bai Yaoyi fluttered her wide sleeves.

The spring was frozen by black ice, but there were countless bumps on the surface, as if something was hitting the ice.

She gently stroked the ice with her fingertips, and a wisp of black energy seeped into her meridians along her nails.

Fellow Taoist, please look, this is a secret matter in the palace.

Bai Yaoyi smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, the ice exploded, and the black mist condensed into a nine-headed demonic python that pounced towards them fiercely.

Chen Yun quickly summoned out seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords. The sword formation collided with the demonic energy instantly, and the entire ice palace shook violently.

Uncle Bi in the dark crushed the jade communication talisman, and dozens of rainbows lit up at the end of the sea.

The snow on the main peak began to melt, and indigo liquid seeped into the earth veins.

That was not cold marrow, but the innate venom of the tenth-level monster "Jiuyou".

The north wind carried ice chips and hit the ice wall, making a fine and crisp sound.

When Chen Yun followed Ren Bi through the city gate, the six snow apes suddenly wailed in unison. The largest level 5 snow ape actually crawled on the ground, its green pupils shrunk into needle points, and its thick ape arms tightly hugged its head.

"It really opened Ren's eyes."

Ren Bi stopped, the hem of his black robe fluttering without wind, "These beasts usually don't even fear the pressure of the Nascent Soul, but today..."

His eyes swept over the slightly bulging spirit beast bag on Chen Yun's waist, and the smile did not reach his eyes.

In a mysterious place, Chen Yun tapped the mouth of the bag, and the words of the Soul-Crying Beast that had not yet been finished were interrupted by his secret technique.

When he raised his eyes, he met Ren Bi's inquiring gaze. He said calmly:

"It's just a soul-crying beast I got by chance in my early years. I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Brother Ren."

The ice stairs twist and turn like a dragon lurking between the mountains, and frost flower spells are engraved on each step.

When Ren Bi's boots stepped over the 3,600th step, blue ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the ice crystal.

Chen Yun moved his fingers slightly in his sleeves, and the Qingyuan sword energy silently left a mark on the ground.

The direction of the talismans carved on the ice steps that I just passed was surprisingly similar to the "Nine Nether Soul-Locking Formation" recorded in "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature".

"Brother Chen, do you know the origin of this ice ladder?"

Ren Bi suddenly asked, his fingertips gently stroking a sword mark about a foot deep on the ice wall, and then said:

"Eight hundred years ago, Master Ji Yin killed a level ten snow dragon here. Its blood soaked through the ice and has not dissipated after three years."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-colored mist suddenly rose from the sword mark and instantly transformed into the shadow of a dragon, rushing straight towards Chen Yun's face.

Chen Yun did not dodge or evade, but opened his mouth and spurted out an inch of golden light.

The Xutian Ding spun around, and the dragon's shadow hit the wall of the Ding, making a sound like the clashing of metal, and then turned into ice chips and fell down.

Ren Bi's pupils shrank slightly when he saw this, and then he clapped his hands and smiled:
"Such pure Gengjin energy!"

The moment the jade token was embedded in the ice wall, the entire snow mountain seemed to tremble slightly.

What overflowed from the cracks was not cold air, but a strange floral scent with a slightly fishy and sweet taste.

Chen Yun's spiritual consciousness spread to the valley like a tide, but when it touched the central hall, it was bounced back by an invisible force.

On the eaves of the three white jade palaces, seventy-two ice soul beads were distributed according to the arrangement of the stars in the sky.

"This is where our sect's treasure, the 'Xuantianyi', is located."

Ren Bi pointed to the tallest hall, and the bronze bells hanging on the eaves suddenly rang without wind.

The sound of the bell penetrated the protective spiritual light, and the Nascent Soul in Chen Yun's Dantian suddenly opened his eyes, and the Xutian Ding in his arms emitted a bright green light.

"Master, this bell sound has a soul-captivating effect!"

The Soul-Crying Beast tossed and turned anxiously in the bag.

Chen Yun silently practiced the Great Evolution Technique, and his spiritual consciousness transformed into countless golden threads that wrapped around his Nascent Soul layer by layer.

When he looked up again, Ren Bi was already standing on the green jade bridge ten feet away, with the black ice needle in his sleeve emitting a strange blue light.

Suddenly, a beast roar was heard from the east side of the palace, catching everyone off guard.

The sound waves overturned three layers of glazed tiles, and the window frames carved from cold jade also shattered into pieces.

Ren Bi made hand gestures at an extremely fast speed, and nine ice walls rose from the ground, but they exploded into ice mist with the third roar.

Chen Yun could see clearly that the ice mist did not dissipate, but instead condensed into countless ice cones hanging in the air.

In that deep palace, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

I saw countless ice cones whistling towards the palace gate like a torrential rain.

However, when these ice cones touched the mysterious restriction, they instantly turned into water vapor, as if they had never appeared.

At the same time, a loud noise like a chain breaking suddenly came from the hall.

The ground also began to tremble violently, and several hideous cracks suddenly protruded from the ground.

Chen Yun sensed the danger approaching, and he tapped his toes lightly, and his body floated back three feet like a fallen leaf, cleverly avoiding the sudden crisis.

The indigo liquid that slowly seeped out from the cracks caused all spiritual herbs to wither quickly wherever it went, as if all their vitality had been sucked out of them.

Chen Yun's eyes were deep, and his spiritual consciousness decisively penetrated into the earth veins.

When he saw the situation clearly, he was shocked.

It turned out that in the depths of the so-called "Cold Marrow Spiritual Pattern", countless strange demonic patterns were quietly spreading along the marrow veins towards the main hall, as if hiding endless dangers.

At this moment, Bai Yaoyi arrived.

When she appeared, Chen Yun was squatting in front of the cracked bluestone slab, observing everything around him intently.

Bai Yaoyi's ice-blue skirt swept the ground lightly, and surprisingly...

The indigo venom that was originally flowing wildly seemed to sense some kind of power and automatically moved away.

"Fellow Daoist, you have indeed discovered it." Bai Yaoyi nodded slightly and said softly.

"That drop of cold marrow ten years ago..."

Chen Yun lowered his head slightly, and lightly dipped his fingertips into the deadly venom. In an instant, golden flames rose into the air, instantly burning the venom into black smoke.

Seeing this, Bai Yaoyi waved her wide sleeves lightly, and a wonderful scene appeared.

The surrounding scenery was rippling like the surface of water, which was actually a magical display of high-level illusion.

After the illusion gradually faded away, the three halls that had originally stood had collapsed, and were replaced by nine bronze pillars engraved with mysterious demonic patterns.

In the center of the nine bronze pillars, half of a monster skeleton as big as a mountain was imprisoned, emitting a terrifying aura.

Three hundred years ago, the seal of Jiuyou was broken. Bai Yaoyi revealed a shocking fact:

"Now half of the elders in the palace have been corrupted by demonic spirits."

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly groaned in pain and inky scales appeared between her eyebrows.

Chen Yunxu's Tianding quickly covered it, and the colorful light that spurted out of the cauldron hit Ren Bi who suddenly appeared.

The robe on Ren Bi's left shoulder was charred black, and the black ice needle in her hand had turned red: "Junior Sister Bai really said something she shouldn't have said."

He opened his mouth and blew out a gust of evil wind, and the sky of the secret realm suddenly became dark.

The chains on the bronze pillars rattled, and faint flames burned in the eye sockets of the Jiuyou Skeleton.

Chen Yun sneered, and seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud swords formed a sword formation.

Lightning flashed through the sword formation, reflecting the scales on Ren Bi's neck:
"I'm afraid that Fellow Daoist Ren's 'Ice Soul Mysterious Body' was reshaped using Nine Netherworld Bone Marrow?"

"Dao Chen has good eyesight."

Ren Bi's voice became hoarse, and bone spurs swelled up on his arms. "It's a pity that the Hanli Secret Realm has become a cage. Today..."

Before he could finish his words, the ground suddenly rose up.

The frightened snow ape at the city gate broke out of the ground, and its sharp claws pierced Ren Bi's dantian.

In his palm was Bai Yaoyi's natal ice talisman.

The collapse of the secret realm came suddenly.

Chen Yun quickly pulled Bai Yaoyi out of the crack and happened to witness Gu Tianqi and others being besieged by demonized monks.

The young female cultivator's neck was covered with scales, and the bone knife in her hand was stained with the blood of her fellow disciples.

"then!"

Bai Yaoyi quickly threw out the ice talisman, instantly sealing the entrance to the secret realm. Blood was flowing from the corners of her lips, and her breath seemed weak:

"The Nine Nether Poison has already contaminated the entire Cold Marrow Vein. Unless it is refined using the Void Heaven Cauldron..."

Before she could finish her words, a deafening noise was heard in the distance.

The snow on the main peak turned into an indigo torrent and poured down, and even the space began to distort and deform wherever it passed.

Chen Yun quickly recalled his sword formation, with golden light flashing in his eyes:

"Fairy Bai, it looks like your 'ten-year plan' needs to be closed early."

The whimpering of the six snow apes echoed in the city gate, and their green eyes reflected the spirit beast bag on Chen Yun's waist. (End of this chapter)