Ren Bi was wearing a black robe, and her cuffs were trembling slightly. Three ice needles condensed into prisms in the shadows:
"A spiritual beast that can scare a level 5 snow goblin out of its wits is truly eye-opening."

Chen Yun's fingers gently ran across the Taotie pattern on the surface of the spirit beast bag, and suddenly a low roar like thunder came from the bag.

The ice on the ground cracked into spider web-like lines, and the two snow apes fainted with blood gushing from their mouths and noses. Ren Bi's pupils suddenly shrank.

The beast roar just now was able to penetrate the soundproof barrier he had set up.

"Brother Chen, please forgive me."

Chen Yun tapped the storage bag, and the Weeping Soul Beast's restlessness gradually subsided. "This evil beast is wild and untamed, and it frightened the noble palace's spirit beast."

His eyes swept across the ice spikes faintly visible in Ren Bi's sleeves, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Three thousand icy steps meander into the clouds, and each step is embedded with thumb-sized dark blue crystals.

When Ren Bi's boots passed the 1,200th level, the crystal suddenly emitted an eerie purple light.

Chen Yun's spiritual sense was as sharp as a thread, and he caught the black line swimming deep inside the crystal stone - this was undoubtedly an evil technique for extracting souls and refining spirits.

"Brother Chen, do you know the usefulness of these ice steps?"

Ren Bi suddenly stopped and pointed her finger at a certain spot on the ice wall.

The entire ice staircase suddenly became as transparent as a mirror, reflecting countless twisted souls wailing below the steps, "For the past eight hundred years, all those who have trespassed into the forbidden area have had their souls imprisoned here."

Before he finished his words, a sharp bone claw suddenly stretched out from the mirror.

The green light in Chen Yun's sleeves suddenly increased, and the shadow of Xu Tian Ding covered his head.

The five-colored rays of light from the cauldron collided with the bone claws, making a sound of metal clashing. Ren Bi laughed and clapped his hands: "What a great cauldron! It can actually withstand the ghost claws of the underworld!"

The moment the jade token was embedded in the towering ice wall, the entire snow mountain seemed to be awakened, emitting a low and powerful roar.

What slowly emerged from the cracks in the ice wall was not spiritual energy, but a thick evil fog as dense as ink.

When Chen Yun's spiritual consciousness touched the central hall, the seventy-two ice soul beads suddenly reversed, and the Zhoutian Star Array fell into chaos.

"This is the Three Talents Return to Origin Formation."

Ren Bi gently waved her wide sleeves, and in an instant, the evil mist around her seemed to have a soul, instantly condensing into nine mysterious talismans.

"The three palaces of Qiantian, Kundi and Xunfeng are interdependent and mutually restrictive, and they coincide with each other..."

Before he finished speaking, the Xunfeng Palace on the east side suddenly exploded, and countless ice chips flew all over the sky like snowflakes.

The bronze bell hanging from the eaves was instantly crushed into powder. Nine black iron chains broke out of the hall like a dragon emerging from the sea, with a monster skull as huge as a mountain tied to the end.

Cracks began to appear on the bluestone slabs under Chen Yun's feet, and then indigo poison gushed out from the cracks.

He lightly touched his brow with his fingers, and his Nascent Soul slowly emerged from his forehead holding the Xutian Ding. The green flame burning in the cauldron burned all the poison and turned it into curling black smoke.

At the same time, veins on Ren Bi's neck bulged, and the black ice needle in his hand gradually turned into a strange red color.

Bai Yaoyi's illusion loomed in the poisonous fog, and her ice-blue dress was stained with ink-colored spots. She called softly:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please look carefully."

With a wave of his wide sleeves, the scene of the secret realm peeled off like a faded scroll, and nine giant bronze pillars stood up, with evil words engraved on the chains wrapped around the pillars.

The Nine Nether Skeleton imprisoned in the center suddenly opened its eyes and stared around blankly.

Ren Bi roared to the sky, and his robe exploded instantly, revealing a body covered with scales.

Three sharp bone spikes pierced through his body from his spine, with the remaining souls of Ice Palace disciples hanging on their tips:
"Now that you have seen it, leave it as a sacrifice!"

The black ice needles turned into a red rainstorm, each one was mixed with the shrill cry of ghosts.

Chen Yun used his sword technique, and the seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud swords formed a lightning net.

Purple lightning moved in the sword formation, reflecting the pool of blood surging at the bottom of the bronze pillar.

Floating in the pool were the corpses of more than a dozen Ice Palace elders.

As the secret realm began to collapse, the level five snow ape that had fainted at the city gate suddenly broke out of the ground.

Its right claw held Bai Yaoyi's natal ice talisman, and the muscles in its left arm swelled three times as fast. Its sharp claws, carrying the power of cold marrow, pierced through Ren Bi's dantian.

Ren Bi looked down in disbelief and saw her own demonized heart beating in the snow ape's palm.

Bai Yaoyi's true body slowly rose from the blood pool, and the ice crystal mark between her eyebrows cracked, revealing a vertical pupil filled with a weird aura.

She said coldly:

"Three hundred years ago, when you stole Jiuyou's bone marrow, did you ever think that there would be a day when your own spirit pet would bite you back?"

Bai Yaoyi tapped lightly on the ice jade table, and the cold mist condensed into frost on the gilded incense burner.

Outside the Tingxue Pavilion in Xiaoji Palace, thirty-six ice crystal columns reflected colorful halos, setting off the woman's cold profile.

She suddenly raised her eyes, and ripples appeared in the snow soul tea in the glass cup on the table.

"Brother Chen, do you know that the 'Ice Marrow Tide' that occurs once every three hundred years on Beiming Island is about to arrive?"

She asked. The nine-leaf ice orchid suspended in the cup is a spiritual plant unique to the Far North, and each leaf vein contains the law of ice.

He turned the teacup calmly, and the leaves of the ice orchid suddenly all pointed to the northeast.

That is the forbidden area of ​​Xiaoji Palace, the "Han Sui Palace".

Bai Yaoyi flicked her sleeves, and an ice crystal map unfolded in the void. There were seven scarlet marks on the map, each of which was surrounded by strange black air.

She continued:
"Last month, patrolling disciples discovered the leakage of demonic energy in the Ice Burial Valley. I suspect..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden and ear-piercing sound of metal clashing outside the pavilion.

Three black shadows suddenly broke through the ice window, revealing a pitch-black ice soul puppet.

The leading puppet had twisted demon runes engraved on its chest armor, and blue soul fire burning in its eye sockets.

Bai Yaoyi lightly pinched her jade fingers, and twelve icy spirit needles shot out from her hair, but were corroded the moment they touched the puppet.

A golden light flashed between Chen Yun's eyebrows, and he sacrificed the Pingshan Seal.

The ancient demonic characters on the bronze square seal suddenly lit up and turned into nine chains that tightly entangled the puppet.

With a teeth-grinding cracking sound, the magic crystal at the core of the puppet was forcibly pulled out.

It turned out to be the "Nine Nether Stone" unique to the underworld!
"It is indeed related to the Hall of Rebirth."

Chen Yun crushed the magic crystal, and the black smoke that tried to escape was swallowed up by the gold-eating bugs that sprang out of his sleeves.

Bai Yaoyi's face turned pale. The well-preserved Xiaoji Palace had actually been infiltrated by a demon puppet. This meant...

At the hour of Yin on the third day, Chen Yun was resting on the Xuanbing Jade Couch when he suddenly felt a palpitation.

The Nine Palace Restriction outside the attic was pierced like thin paper, and a divine consciousness comparable to that of a god swept over fiercely.

The Brahma True Demonic Power in his body began to operate spontaneously, and a three-headed, six-armed phantom of a Dharma image emerged behind him, rebounding and shattering the divine consciousness.

"Why are you angry, fellow Taoist?"

A hoarse laugh sounded directly in the sea of ​​consciousness, "I am Hanli, and I would like to borrow something from you, fellow Taoist."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of footsteps was heard outside the window.

I saw two golden raccoons squatting on the eaves, and the female one was holding an ice crystal token in her mouth.

It is the "Xuanbing Order" that opens the Cold Marrow Palace!
Chen Yun's pupils suddenly shrank.

This order should have been jointly held by the three palace masters, but now it appeared in the mouth of the spirit beast.

What's even more strange is that the edge of the token is stained with dark red blood, vaguely forming the soul-collecting rune of the Hall of Rebirth.

The golden raccoon turned into a stream of light and rushed northward, followed by Chen Yun on his sword. When passing by "Shuanghua Garden", the ice lotus in the sky suddenly fell apart, and the petals turned into black water as they fell to the ground.

More than a dozen patrolling disciples stood still, with wriggling ice silkworms emerging from their seven orifices.

It is the "Ice Soul Heart-Eating Gu" secretly passed down from Xiaoji Palace!
The female beast suddenly stopped and turned her head with an anthropomorphic sneer.

Chen Yun's sword moves changed suddenly, but he saw the surrounding scene shattered like glass, and he had already fallen into an illusion.

The real place is a trial field covered with sword marks, and a bloody warning is engraved on the ground: trespassers will be killed!

The male beast appeared, with dark blue runes flashing on the tips of its claws. The void cracked open, and a chill came over me.

At the other end, a hundred-foot-tall ice coffin was suspended above the lava, and a man with snow-white hair had a pitch-black crystal embedded between his eyebrows.

"Surprised?" Master Hanli's voice came from the ice coffin.

In order to break through the Spiritual Transformation Realm and merge with the Nine Nether Ice Soul, he was ambushed... "

The coffin lid suddenly exploded, revealing a bone sword stuck in the man's chest, with the words "Yin Ming" engraved on it.

The Pingshan Seal in Chen Yun's sleeve vibrated violently, and the same rune as the Xuanbing Order appeared on the bottom of the seal.

Han Li's eyes suddenly opened, and a vision of stars annihilating flashed in his eyes:

"Fellow Daoist, do you know that the Mysterious Ice Flower needs the blood and essence of a Divine Transformation cultivator to grow for ten thousand years?"

A blood-red array pattern lit up on the ground, with countless ice spikes hanging upside down like swords.

The male and female golden wind raccoons combined and transformed into a three-eyed golden lion that pounced towards them.

Chen Yun sneered, and the swarm of gold-eating insects formed a Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, and the six arms of the Brahma Saint Dharmakaya appeared at the same time.

Holding the Xutian Ding in the left hand and the Baling Ruler in the right hand, he sacrificed the two great spiritual treasures at the same time!

The golden wind raccoon transformed into two golden rays, leading the way.

Every time Chen Yun took a step, the soles of his boots would leave an inch-deep purple flame mark on the icy ground.

In the thousand-year-old black ice on the four walls of the passage, light blue veins can be vaguely seen flowing slowly. That is the sealed ancient cold air.

"Click——"

Chen Yun suddenly stopped and lightly touched the ice wall with his right fingertips.

A tiny crack spread along the blue veins in the ice, outlining an incomplete array diagram inside the ice crystals.

The pattern of this array was 70% similar to the cloud and thunder pattern on the inner wall of the Xu Tian Ding. His pupils shrank slightly, and the Xu Tian Ding in his body suddenly felt a slight tremor.

The golden wind raccoon in front of him let out an urging hiss. Chen Yun withdrew his finger, and the cracked array pattern was instantly repaired to its original state by the surging cold air.

When turning the third bend, the ice cones hanging from the dome of the passage suddenly exploded, and thousands of ice crystals floated in the air, reflecting a faint blue light.

Master Hanli sat upright on the black ice throne, his three-foot body shrouded in icy mist.

The moment Chen Yun stepped into the hall, four crystal pillars lit up at the same time, and the dry blue ice flame in the cauldron condensed into nine lotus pedestals.

The old dwarf's wrinkled eyelids trembled slightly, revealing jade-colored pupils.

"Three hundred years..."

Hanli's voice was like the breaking of ice, echoing in the silent space.

Ever since he found this replica of the Xutian Ding in the far north, he has been using his own essence and blood to nourish the Qianlan Essence within it every day.

His dry fingers slid across the tripod's ear, where half of the palace emblem was engraved and had been worn away.

Chen Yun noticed that there were three ice dragons coiled around the tripod, and one of them had a charred sword mark on its reverse scale.

He was very familiar with this trace.

It was the wound left by the Green Bamboo Fengyun Sword when he tried to seize the Bu Tian Dan in Xutian Palace.

"Daoyou, do you know that the real Xutian Ding requires five kinds of original cold flames to fully activate?"

Han Li suddenly flicked his finger, and a wisp of ice flame flew out of the cauldron, transforming into a five-colored wheel in the air.

"Zi Luo, Qian Lan, Xuan Ming, Jiu You, Tai Yin... Now we are only missing the last spark."

A star map suddenly appeared on the floor of the hall, and an ice-sculptured lamp rose in each of the twenty-eight constellations.

The Kuimu wolf seat under Chen Yun's feet lit up with purple light, while the other four were shrouded in mist.

He sensed that the Xutian Ding was slowly rotating in his dantian, and the patterns of insects, fish, birds and beasts on the Ding were awakening.

"Crackling——"

The icicle in the northeast corner suddenly broke apart, revealing a bronze lampstand hidden within.

The black flame burning at the wick made Chen Yun's hair stand on end. This was exactly the Nine Netherworld Fire that he had seen in the underworld.

What was even more bizarre was that a blurry human face emerged from the flames, and it was surprisingly similar to the appearance of Master Xuan Gu who had passed away on the fifth floor of Xutian Palace.

Han Li's sleeves moved without wind, and seven ice needles shot out from her hair, setting up a Big Dipper Soul Sealing Formation around Chen Yun.

"Since Xu Tian Ding chose you..."

The old dwarf's skin began to crack, revealing the blue crystal-like bones underneath. "Just leave the Purple Fire Seed behind!"

The dry blue ice flame in the cauldron suddenly exploded and turned into three chains that wrapped around Chen Yun's forehead.

At the same time, four other figures hidden deep in the ice slowly emerged.

The four kinds of spiritual flames, Xuanming, Jiuyou, Taiyin and Xuanshuang, were beating in their palms respectively, but their eyes were empty, as if they had been refined into fire puppets.

A sneer appeared on Chen Yun's lips, and purple fire shot up into the sky from the Baihui point on the top of his head, condensing into the shadow of Xutian Ding in the air.

The moment the lid of the tripod was opened, the entire ice cave began to tremble violently, and the ancient array patterns sealed in the ice veins were now making excited buzzing sounds.

The black jade pendant felt slightly cold to the touch. Chen Yun stopped in front of the Xuanbing Gate of the Sutra Library and suddenly noticed an unusual movement in the spirit beast bag on his waist.

The surface of the mysterious black tortoise egg from Kunwu Mountain began to show fine cracks, and a faint purple light shone through it.

He flicked the opening of the bag, and a ray of purple fire wrapped around the turtle eggs. The cold air that came through the cracks actually resonated with the restrictions of the Sutra Library.

There was a slight sound of "click".
The moment the Xuanbing Gate opened automatically, dozens of sharp ice spikes shot down from the dome.

Just as Chen Yun was about to draw his sword, the jade pendant in his arms suddenly glowed green, and the ice spikes instantly vaporized before touching his sleeves, turning into white mist and dissipating.

The scene in the pavilion made his pupils shrink slightly.

Thirty-six thousand jade slips were suspended in the air, each of them wrapped in ice silk, with the ends of the silk threads connected to the star map on the roof.

The seven stars in the northeast corner are particularly bright, which is the location of the Big Dipper.

"Ten days?"

Chen Yun smiled slightly, and the purple flames on his fingertips condensed into seven fire needles, which accurately pierced into the nodes of the ice silk.

The bound jade slips fell down one after another as if they had been pardoned.

He raised his hand and took the "Nine Nether Cold Records". As the pages turned, tiny pieces of ice fell.

Suddenly, the animal skin map that had slipped between the pages of the book quietly appeared.

Chen Yun stared at it and found that it was actually a scaled-down structural diagram of the Xutian Palace.

The location of the alchemy room was marked with small red characters:

"Gui water seals the soul, Bing fire forges the spirit, and the five flames gather together to start..."

"Roar——" (End of this chapter)