ded along the cliff face into the depths of the chasm, but it seemed to have no end. There was nothing but cold mist. After a while, a strange sense of dread filled my heart and I dared not proceed an...Qin Sang remembered the treasure he obtained from the suspicious tomb of the Water Phase Master.

A mysterious ice disc, two spirit pills.

An avatar created with the mysterious ice disc, allowing him to forge the "Ice Soul Divine Light" and sense a breakthrough opportunity, but could only utilize the power of the ice disc in a rudimentary way.

Qin Sang believed he hadn't yet unearthed the true power of this treasure.

Two elixirs were even more beyond his comprehension, and he placed them out of reach.

The mysterious ice tray was always carried by the outside avatar.

Then, the hero draws out this treasure.

Inside the ice tray, phantoms flitted and shimmered, every few breaths they would flash with the shadow of an ice palace. A corner of the ice palace in the field of vision ahead was just part of the shadow of the ice palace.

Qin Sang flew horizontally to another mountain peak, gaining a clearer view.

The mysterious ice disk, being a relic of the Waterphase Master, must have a close connection with the Wuxiang Immortal Sect. However, Qin Sang never expected that the shadow of the Ice Palace was real. He just didn't know which came first, the Ice Palace or the ice disk.

"The Water Palace"

Qin Sang suspected that the Ice Palace was where the Shui Xiang lineage of the Wu Xiang Xian Men had been passed down.

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Since the discovery of a water lineage's transmission, it cannot be missed. Transform into practicing the ice-cold Dao Fa, if lucky, one can obtain more opportunities within the Ice Palace.

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At least you need to figure out the roles of the ice tray and elixir.

At first, Qin Sang analyzed that the ice tray was a kind of formation eye.

“Wouldn’t it be a treasure from the suppression of the Bingong Great Formation”

Qin Sang secretly thought.

If so, Qin Sang would inevitably be a little disappointed.

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One cannot allow others to sleep beside one's bed, and when leaving one's ancestral home, no matter which faction eventually controls it, he will not be able to secure a cave dwelling there.

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'Whoosh! Whoosh!'

The deity and its avatar did not linger long before soaring away.

Qin Sang's gaze swept across the Lang Huan Jade Pavilion and the Ice Palace, already having a plan for his next move. He decided to continue letting his avatars and main body explore separately.

In the northern wasteland, there is a water deity suspected to be buried in an ancient tomb.

The entrance to the Wuxiang Immortal Gate has a stone tablet of the Earth Phase Hall.

The inheritance of the Wu Xiang Immortal Sect is related to the Five Elements. There are five types of inheritance, plus places where scriptures are hidden, treasures are forged, and elixirs are refined—these are all places where there's a high possibility of finding treasures. Even so, it's still not enough for the powerful cultivators within the sect.

Needless to say, Old Demon Fan could break free at any time, and there were remnants of the Wu Xiang Immortal Sect and masters from the Taoist sect coming in droves.

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What if I spend too long in the Langhuan Jade Pavilion, by the time he comes out, the Ice Palace has already been taken.

The peak where the Linghuan Jade Pavilion is located, among countless peaks in the Wuxiang Immortal Sect, could also be described as precipitous.

But this peak's mountain range is not steep.

On the mountain, clear springs flow, ancient trees form shade, and smoke curls like ink, creating a refreshing and enduring scene.

The reason why the incarnation could see Luanghuan Jade Pavilion from afar was because this jade building was too eye-catching.

Halfway up the mountain, a platform was built. The Jade Tower stood on this platform. Above the platform, the mountainside was directly cut off, forming a straight stone wall. The Jade Tower leaned against a stone stele, towering a thousand feet high, reaching straight into the clouds.

The top of the jade terrace even extends beyond the peak.

On the stone wall, beside a jade pavilion, four ancient characters were inscribed—Lánghuán Yùgé!

Two figures flashed out from the foot of the mountain.

Qin Sang and his avatar appeared here, seeing a stone tablet erected before the mountain path inscribed with the three characters "Ask the Way of Scripture," they knew they had found the right place.

This one walked up to the stone tablet, his incarnation paused for a moment before continuing north, heading straight for the Ice Palace.

The Five Peaks Hall surrounds Mount Dishi, but the distance between them is not equal. Some are closer and some are farther away.

Its distribution also doesn't have any obvious rules, the only thing that could be considered regular is that it was built following the flow of spiritual veins.

The Emperor bestowed upon him lands north of Mount Di.

The mountains here are lower than those elsewhere. As far as the eye can see, there are vast stretches of forest, with green waves covering the undulating hills.

The trees are particularly dense.

Ancient trees towered into the sky, their canopies forming a magnificent arch. Clouds and mist drifted among the leaves, lingering for a long time, adding a touch of coldness to the forest.

A figure is leaping among the treetops.

As you drew closer, you realized that this person's crown of trees was taller than the surrounding ones. All these tree crowns formed a path in the clouds, winding its way into the depths of the forest.

Parting the canopy's veil.

Beneath his feet lay wooden bridges, hidden among the treetops, forming a secret pathway.

However, at this time the wooden bridge was full of signs of dilapidation. Many places were severely damaged, clearly the traces left by the cultivators' battles. From these traces, one could glimpse the tip of the iceberg of the battle that had taken place.

On the wooden bridge, there were heavy restrictions. Every step this person took was met with immense resistance.

Above his head, strange lights flickered, a small wooden plaque spun slowly – it was the Wooden Talisman!

This person is the Odd-Faced Man. After parting ways with the Master of Weeping Spirit Cave, he came alone to seek out Mu Xiang Dian.

He has been here for an unknown amount of time.

A face covered in scars showed a hint of impatience, constantly glancing towards the cliff edge.

The treasures of the Muxiang Hall are certainly important, but one must not miss the chance encounters of the Immortal Hall!

As long as he holds the treasures of the Mu Xiang Hall, he will not fear the treachery of the Lord of Crying Spirit Cave. What worries him is that the unscrupulous villains will act domineeringly, and the Lord of Crying Spirit Cave will be unable to withstand them.

"The Wood Phase Order couldn't control the outer barriers!"

The man with a strange face was getting agitated, but he could only slowly move forward bridge by bridge. “Maybe reaching the Mu Xiang Hall and opening its main hall will have some effect…”

A thought flashed through my mind.

A grotesque figure traversed a dense forest, finally spotting the silhouette of a palace ahead.

The palace was built above the treetops, with a lush and vibrant canopy of greenery. It was entirely constructed of wood, with some cave-like dwellings even carved directly into the trees themselves.

The Cloudwood Palace harmonizes seamlessly with nature. Every corner blends with the forest, a perfect integration that feels entirely natural and unobtrusive.

This is where the Muxiang Hall is located!

The monstrous man's face lit up with joy. He suddenly charged forward, but was stopped by the restrictions. He let out a cold snort and a faint green glow suddenly appeared on his body. With a 'boom' that sounded like thunder, his body became heavy like a hammer, forcefully smashing through the layers of restrictions and charging straight to the front of the wooden palace gate.

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The green light fades.

The strange-faced man let out a soft breath, his gaze shifting to the main hall located in the center of the wooden palace. Before entering, he turned his head to glance back at the direction of the sheer cliffs.

Just as the cliff face, sometimes a surge of blue light rushed to the sky, sometimes fell silent.

The scene was strange and unlike a normal teleportation array activation, exceeding the expectations of the grotesque-faced man.

The distance was far, and there were restrictions and clouds and mist blocking the way. Being able to see this was already the limit. The monster's face was tightly furrowed, unable to figure out what had happened there.

For some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

At that moment, the monster hesitated no longer and dashed into the wooden palace.

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At the bottom of two valleys.

This place is in ruins, with ravines crisscrossing everywhere and having been severely damaged.

Plants withered and died. Half were ravaged by blood energy, perishing completely. The other half were encased in frost, frozen solid by the biting cold, their vitality extinguished.

It is clear that a fierce battle has just taken place.

On one side of the valley, Su Zinan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing intently at the sheer cliff. He was also captivated by the scene on the cliff face.

He was a disciple of the Wuxiang Xianmen, but those people intentionally concealed crucial information from him. He could only rely on the tidbits his adoptive father had shared and the information he had gathered during his travels to make deductions.

“Could this be the entrance to the fairy palace Mo Xingdao should have gotten there ahead of me…”

Su Zijian pursed his lips and lowered his head to look at the valley.

At this time, the scene at the bottom of the valley was extraordinarily chaotic.

The bitter wind howled, and the snow fell heavily.

The ground beneath seemed to have a subterranean river, its waves surging high and deafening. When the cold collided with them, powerful ripples were generated, sweeping across the four directions and constantly expanding outward from the valley.

But no matter how intense the fluctuations, they are confined within the valley's range and cannot affect the outside world, for above the valley a blood-red net seals it off.

The Blood Net was impacted, shaking constantly, yet enduring with extraordinary resilience.

Below the blood net, a figure stood in mid-air. It was Old Hei who had already been controlled by Su Zinan.

Wu Lao urged the blood-drinking magic halberd, performing a divine ability from his lifetime – the Heavenly God Halberd!

Shadows fall heavily.

The astonishing pressure actually suppressed the chill.

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Just then, a blue light shot out from the cold air, encasing a pale blue water bead within.

Though the ice bead did not display any power, Su Zinan's expression suddenly grew grave. He abruptly thrust his index finger towards the valley, and magic light shot out, transforming into a black ruler.

Suddenly, the black ruler pierced through the blood web and appeared above the water droplets. Its shadow enveloped the sky, being everywhere at once.

Thousands of feet of shadow suddenly converged, with overwhelming force, crashing down upon the water droplet.

'Boom!'

The water droplet burst with a sound.

However, whether it was ignited by the shadows or exploded on its own remains to be seen.

“Wow!”

The sound of the waves was like thunder.

Streams of white water, like silk threads, shot out from the water droplets. It's a pity that half of the water droplets were forcibly suppressed by the black ruler, their light dimmed, and they were directly knocked into the valley.

The old Wu general drew the Bloodthirsty Demon Halberd up into the sky. The tip of the halberd trembled slightly, and it split apart, madly stabbing downwards.

The next moment, a magic halberd appeared above every stream of water, locked onto its target.

Su Zinan's pupils turned blood red, but he didn't look at the water droplets or any stream of water. His gaze pierced through all the illusions and focused on the mountain wall on one side of the valley. The left hand resting on his back quietly made a hand seal.

'Boom!'

A blood array suddenly appeared on the ground, shaped like a talisman.

It was Su Zinan who had laid out the talisman array here in advance.

The power of the talisman manifests, its range vast and boundless. Bloody runes interweave, like blood vessels within mountains of earth, permeating every corner.

"Boom!"

Rocks burst apart.

A large hole exploded on the mountain wall, and a mirror appeared on the inner wall of the cave.

At this moment, within the treasure mirror, a white shadow flickers. However, the mirror's surface is ensnared by countless blood threads, forced to manifest here.

The white figure was disheveled and looked quite haggard. It was Elder Yanshan.

A booming 'hum' shook the air, causing the treasured mirror to crack and bleed crimson lines. The white figure rapidly faded, about to vanish completely, when suddenly a demonic light enveloped the mirror. A shadow the size of a ruler materialized abruptly above it!

"Hehehe, Daoist friend's escape skills are many. If it weren't for Su certain setting up a heaven and earth net, you would have been left behind long ago..."

Su Zinan's figure appeared at the entrance of the cave, blocking the light.

Before the words left his lips, his face darkened.

In the valley, a remnant half-bead of water suddenly transformed, becoming a phantom that flashed urgently towards the outside of the valley.

Lao Wu moved with incredible speed, the Blood Drinker's Spear flashed and vanished, piercing the phantom's body. A great wave of sound erupted, the phantom melted into a pool of water, writhing as if undergoing some new transformation.

Just then, two ghostly figures charged in amidst the eerie howls, the other two demonic shadows of the Three Corpse Demonic God Banner, frantically tearing and ripping.

Su Zinan was still a little uneasy. As he scanned the valley, he chuckled darkly: "Why don't you quickly offer up your Nascent Soul and enjoy eternal life in my divine banner Wouldn't that be delightful"

Entrance to the Wu Xiang Immortal Gate.

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The cloud wall has expanded dozens of times since its inception, and its tyrannical power stretches across the entrance of the Wu Xiang Immortal Sect. It will take some time for this power to dissipate before things here can gradually return to normal.

At that moment.

Inside the cloud wall, a gap suddenly tore open. Clouds churned within, occasionally flashing with demonic light, poison clouds, and fists.

A figure rushed out first, it was Elder Fan the demon.

Right after that, two more figures flew out one after the other. They were none other than the Poison King and Master Huaiyin who had rushed over from behind.

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Master Huayi walked out barefoot in a single robe, stepping from the Cloudy Wall. His bearing was natural and his steps steady, with no trace of the raging power within him.

The cracks are about to close.

A venomous cloud drifted out, the clouds condensed and revealed the figure of the Poison King.

Old Demon Fan was obviously much worse off than the two of them, his robe heavily damaged.

Behind him came a light chuckle.

The laughter was effeminate.

Tianhao Tower's Grand Elder, Old Demon Fan, was a formidable figure whose reputation spread fear throughout the world. Yet, the Poison King seemed unfazed, laughing freely.

“Here stands the venerable Elder of Tianhao Building, humbled to this day!”

When they bravely ventured through the Cloud Wall together, both the Poison King and Master Huaiyin had already learned the truth.

Elder Fan felt shame wash over him. A flash of light enveloped his body, his robes becoming pristine once more. He roared, “That man is treacherous! The collapse of the Cloud Dragon Mountain happening so conveniently – he must be involved. He dared to ruin my plans! This old man will not let him get away with it!”

“Old Demon, if you haven't concealed anything, this person's cultivation is not inferior to yours and mine. He can even calculate you back. You estimate that you are not his opponent.”

The Poison King cursed, and Old Demon Fan was defeated. He was so happy that he couldn't contain himself, eager for the two of them to fight to the death.

After a swift dash, I saw rolling mountains stretching into the distance.

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The Poison King muttered, "This is the Wu Xiang Immortal Sect"

"Zi Lei Lao Dao and Yue Lao Gui have already gone in, could there be any falsehood" Fan Lao Mo's anger vanished from his face, as if he had forgotten the previous displeasure.

"Interesting! The old Daoist Purple Thunder was already present in Jin Yu Prefecture, but it turned out to be a fake. The Eight Views Pavilion guarded against the Wuxiang Immortal Gate with utmost vigilance, yet they kept things secret from the Buddhist sect and allowed remnants of the Wuxiang Immortal Gate to restart their ancestral home. It's indeed strange."

The Poison King secretly transmitted a voice, introducing the various secrets of Zhongzhou to Master Huaiyin. Suddenly, he glanced at Old Demon Fan, "Old Demon, you didn't go to the Dharma Assembly. Why did you come to Nanjiang now You've been eyeing them for a long time, haven't you"

"You're welcome."

Elder Fan chuckled nervously, glancing at Master Huaiyin with a hint of apprehension. He already knew his background and pondered, "Being held back by Yunlong, we arrived several hours later than those others. One side is the Daoist sect, the other remnants of the Wuxiang Immortal Gate – neither force can be underestimated..."

Before he could finish his words, the Poison King interrupted, "Old Demon, when did you become so fussy! We've already lost our advantage. If we don't join forces, we'll just watch them loot the treasures"

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Fan Lao Mo let out a hearty laugh. He had words of instinctive rebuttal on the tip of his tongue, but swallowed them down. "You're more straightforward than I imagined."

Master Huaiyin said, "It is said that the Immortal Gate of No Form once controlled the Immortal Palace"

"Not bad," said the Poison King, surveying his surroundings before fixing his gaze on the sheer cliff face. "The remnants of the Wu Xiang Immortal Sect will definitely target the Immortal Palace first. It's hard to tell what the Daoist sect's intentions are, but they won't let the Wu Xiang Immortal Sect remnants have their way easily! The most prominent anomaly is likely to be at the entrance of the Immortal Palace!"

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Old Demon Fan curiously asked, "Are there fairy palaces in the West"

Master Huaiyin shook his head. "Never heard of it."

(The end)hout any mercy, causing not the slightest ripple.Fortunately, after the alchemy of forming the dantian, the grey qi remained very docile and I simply let it be.Qin Sang looked around, then broke off a...