Chapter 508: The Storm Gathers and Reveals the Secret

Chapter 508: The Storm Gathers and Reveals the Secret

Chapter 508: The Storm Gathers and Reveals the Secret
For this stupid fox whose mind is full of dual cultivation.

Wang Yu was speechless.

"We have arrived at your hometown. You will accompany me on this trip to the Heavenly Palace."

"what?"

Xueyu suddenly woke up, and a stream of white light emerged from her sleeves, transforming into a human form with a charming and sexy figure, leaning softly beside Wang Yu.

A pitiful look.

she says.

"Master, Yu Niang can't beat those vicious people, so she can only let you sit on her and act as your mount for a while..."

"Good-for-nothing."

Wang Yu used his fingers to push away the head that was leaning towards him, cursed at him angrily, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said he disliked it, but he still liked it in his heart.

Otherwise, how could he have been spoiled for so many years.

The casual chat between the master and servant ended in vain.

And ever since the group entered the endless ice field.

The earth turned into a frozen land, with constant wind and snow blowing all year round. The biting cold wind made people's heads and feet cold.

The ice storm in the distance contains great danger. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would be in great danger if he entered. It is said that no cultivator has yet accomplished the feat of crossing the endless ice field.

The atmosphere within the team suddenly became solemn.

King Tianpeng and others followed closely beside the Five-Colored Saint Lord, and it was unknown what they were talking about. The invisible barrier formed by their spiritual consciousness prevented the possibility of outsiders eavesdropping.

Wang Yu watched for a while and felt something was wrong.

He glanced around the huge team again and found several familiar faces, including the old monkey King of Truth and the cold and strong man King of Shadow Mastiff standing together.

It seems like they are communicating something.

Wang Yu controlled the escape light and approached quickly.

Greeted.

"The Mastiff King, the King of Truth."

"I've met fellow Daoist Wang."

The two monsters also responded quickly, but after he approached, the Mastiff King, who had been talking incessantly, stopped talking and returned to being the cold-faced king who never spoke much.

Seeing this, Wang Yu immediately confirmed his guess.

He asked, turning the corner.

"You two fellow Taoists are the pillars of the Northern Demon Clan. This Heavenly Palace Secret Realm is also a treasure house left by the first generation Saint Lord of the Demon Clan. I believe you two would be willing to give me some pointers, Wang?"

Guidance?

The old monkey was stunned when he heard this, thinking about what the Mastiff King had just told him about the secret meeting between the Tianpeng King and others before they set out, and was hesitating whether to tell Wang Yu.

Unexpectedly, the Mastiff King responded directly.

"This is not the first time that the Heavenly Palace Secret Realm has been opened. The clan is familiar with it, and there is a lot of valuable information in past records.

"Many of the arrangements inside are conducive to the demon race to exert their advantages, such as the first test of the secret realm, named [Extremely Cold Hell Road]..."

It was not known whether the Mastiff King was pretending to be stupid or really did not understand Wang Yu's hint, but he actually introduced the situation in the secret realm.

The Five Colors Saint had already given him this information.

There is no need for him to repeat it again.

After the Mastiff King finished speaking, Wang Yu saw that the True Word King still had no intention of speaking, so he shook his head and returned to the front of the team.

at that time.

King Tianpeng glanced at him obscurely, as if he wanted to say something, but considering the inappropriate occasion, he did not say much.

In this way, another ten days of journey passed.

This day.

The Northern Demon Clan's team arrived at the top of a high mountain. This mountain was cut in half from the mountainside by someone using great magic power, forming a vast platform.

The ground is paved with dark blue ice bricks. After entering this area, the wind and snow from the outside world are isolated, and the whistling wind and cold air can hardly enter.

It is like a safe fortress in the ice and snow.

Wang Yu stared at the empty space suspiciously, and soon he sensed powerful men hiding in all directions, some in the clouds and some under the ground.

Only one group of people revealed their identities without any concealment.

There are a total of thirty-six Nascent Soul masters, most of whom have blue-white hair. The frosty aura emanating from their bodies complements the environment here, and they are like fish in water in this environment.

There is no doubt that this is the mixed-blood ice clan team led by Bingjue, the son of the second-generation Ice God, and among them there are many monks from the Zhenbei Tower.

Apart from the Northern Demon Clan, they are the most powerful group of people. According to this situation, the Northern Demon Clan’s biggest competitor is the other party.

only……

With so many people, the number of Holy Orders is definitely not enough. You have to know that the Southern Demon Clan still has a team of more than 20 people who have not arrived yet, plus there are strong people from all over the world who accidentally obtained Holy Orders.

The number has long exceeded the number of one hundred and eight holy orders.

The powerful demon tribe members remained silent and walked to the Ice tribe team to confront them. Wang Yu remained calm when he saw these expected targets.

His eyes quickly locked onto the ice pigeon.

Considering that this person is only at the initial stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, yet he commands such a large group of powerful people, his status must be very high.

The evil method of searching for gods was specially prepared for people like him.

This soul-searching secret method has been successfully deduced and improved over the past thirty years. The fifth-level soul-searching technique is enough to bypass most of the sea of ​​consciousness restrictions and oath constraints in the Ice Prison Realm.

Make sure you get the information you want before the other person's soul is destroyed.

The sooner he obtains the ice-attributed Dharma inheritance, the better. After all, he is very close to the Spiritual Transformation Stage, and he needs to leave enough time to perfect his own Dharma world.

If possible, have a fight before entering the secret realm.

That would be best.

With an invisible purpose in mind, Wang Yu hid behind the monsters and listened silently to the conversation between the Five-Colored Saint Lord and the other party.

"Friends of the Ice Clan, this is the secret palace of the first generation Saint Lord of our demon clan. I hope you will not have any inappropriate thoughts, lest the scene become ugly."

These half-blooded ice tribe members are generally not born long ago.

The importance and pride of bloodline in one's heart are as difficult to control as instinct. The seemingly normal warning from the Five-Colored Saint Lord is actually like a humiliation.

Nail them to the pillar of shame, especially the phrase "the first holy lord of the demon race". Those who knew the inside story were filled with disdain in their hearts.

Just when someone couldn't help but say.

"What the first generation of the demon clan's holy master? That's obviously..."

"--quiet!"

Bingjue suddenly shouted, staring at the man sternly: "When is it your turn to interrupt me when I am talking to the Saint Lord of the Demon Clan?"

This half-blooded Ice Clan member knew that he had let the cat out of the bag and immediately realized his mistake. He slapped himself hard and quietly retreated into the team without making another sound.

This kind of prestige and control over the team means that Bingjue is by no means a simple character. This is inconsistent with the news that Wang Yu and others received last time that the Son of the Ice God was killing everyone on the ice field.

Could it be caused by fear? But it doesn't look like it...

After Bingjiu scolded his men.

Then he turned and said to the Five-Colored Holy Lord.

“Although this place was established by the Ice Phoenix Saint Lord, there are no restrictions on the races that can enter.

"Anyone who holds the Ice Phoenix Holy Token can enter. This son of God was lucky enough to get a few pieces and wants to go in and take a look. The Holy Lord should not stop me, right?"

What he meant was that his Ice Clan team was a bit too large.

But they were all his bodyguards, and only a small number of them would enter, so the number matched the number estimated by the Northern Demon Clan.

The Five Colors Saint Lord nodded upon hearing this.

“Since the Son of God is not afraid of the dangers in the secret realm, this Holy Lord will not stop you.” Having said that, he no longer showed any intention of driving him away.

Although this attitude made the monsters somewhat dissatisfied, they did not say much out of consideration for the Saint's reputation for benevolence, and their ability to imagine themselves was quite strong.

But wait until the Five-Colored Holy Lord returns to the team.

In the small circle formed by the old four kings, including King Tianpeng, they expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Old Lu, since the main purpose of this trip is to welcome back Azure Dragon Demon Lord, these unrelated members of the Ice Clan must be excluded. What if they cause any impact?"

The Fire Crow King, the Thunder Scale King and others all had the same idea.

I feel that the Five Colors Holy Lord is too weak.

He himself said confidently: "Only a few people went in. Even if they were not there, those strong men hiding in the dark waiting for us to open the door would also be a trouble.

"Do we have to clear them all out? If we do that, the Northern Demon Clan will become the target of public criticism, and those independent cultivators who originally had no hostility will deliberately sabotage our plans.

"If we don't drive them away, they will clash over the treasures in the secret realm. We are doing our own thing, so why should we care about these people?"

His reasons were clear and his thinking was coherent.

The three kings were immediately speechless, and all their original thoughts of taking advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble disappeared. After King Tianpeng fell silent, no one expressed any objection anymore.

As time went by, more and more people arrived.

When they saw that the Ice Clan and the Northern Demon Clan each occupied a part of the platform and lived in peace with each other, they no longer tried to hide themselves.

Instead, they formed groups of three or four and stood quietly by.

Or you can meet someone you know and exchange a few words with each other.

Overall it's very quiet.

Among them, the combination of Yan Ling and Yu Tangtang, one tall and one short, was also discovered in advance by Wang Yu, but he did not show up to contact them.

While waiting, Wang Yu had been practicing silently.

The spiritual environment of the endless ice field is very suitable for a cultivator like him who follows the path of ice and frost. The magic energy in his body is more active and the growth rate is at least 30% faster.

If he could find a treasure land that breeds extraordinary cold, his cultivation speed would be even faster. The auxiliary effect brought to him by this special environment would be even better than that provided by an ordinary fourth-level spiritual vein.

While he was practicing, a strange yet familiar spiritual consciousness quietly contacted him. It was King Tianpeng!
He had wanted to communicate with Wang Yu while he was on the road.

But the timing was wrong.

At this time, he contacted secretly and said, "Friend Wang, I helped you defeat a powerful enemy that year. I wonder if you still remember this favor."

This favor is owed to the Nine Evil Sword Lord.

Wang Yu would not deny it. He had already repaid the favors of King Zhenyan and King Ao. The battle with Biyun Sect that year was a good opportunity to repay the favors.

But it was never concluded.

"Peng Wang, please feel free to speak. I am not a person who goes back on my word."

After a moment's silence, King Tianpeng narrated the whole story.

Wang Yu's pupils shrank slightly.

Learning the great secret that the Azure Dragon Demon Lord was actually recuperating in seclusion in the secret realm of the Heavenly Palace really shocked him. He thought that the Five-Colored Saint Lord wanted him to refine the elixir in the secret realm and then bring it back for his ancestor to use.

Now it seems that he wants to restore the demon king to his prime in the secret realm? Then he can take over the entire Tiangong secret realm?
It is not clear whether the other party is an enemy or a friend.

But if he wanted to take away the treasure in the secret realm, this person would definitely not sit idly by. Before he could think of more problems, King Tianpeng continued to tell him the difficulties he was facing one by one.

The place where this favor was applied was to deal with the Five Colors Holy Lord!

Wang Yu was silent for a long time.

There are more and more questions in my mind.

The purpose of the Five-Colored Saint Lord is questionable. His intuition tells him that this person has big plans and it is difficult to guess what he is thinking.

If he wants to seek the greatest benefit, the Azure Dragon Demon Lord will be a problem he cannot avoid. If he can get the opportunity to become a god in the secret realm, cooperation is not a bad idea.

But... the power gap is huge.

He didn't think that the other party would give him the opportunity. The predicament in which the demon race was trapped in the Broken Boundary Mountains and could not enter or leave was caused by the human race.

In the eyes of the Azure Dragon Demon Lord, a peak deity.

In addition to the issue of the Ice Prison Cage, racial conflict is the first problem that must be considered. He was seriously injured because of racial conflict, so all aspects of the problem must be taken into consideration.

King Tianpeng's detailed account really posed a difficult problem for Wang Yu.

His original plan of killing everyone had to be put in a low-key manner and he had to plan in another way.

Moreover, his original intention in asking Yan Ling and the other man not to have any contact with him was actually to prevent targeted retaliation from his opponents who were unable to do anything to him, and to take precautions in advance.

Now it seems that having more power at your disposal may not be a bad thing.

What King Tianpeng asked was for Wang Yu to be more vigilant towards the Five-Colored Saint Lord and to ensure that there would be no problems in the process of refining the precious pill. He also asked him to pay more attention to the fifth-level pill recipe.

If an accident really happens, a civil war is inevitable.

When his thoughts came to this point, Wang Yu suddenly had an idea that would harm others and benefit himself.

He said.

"Senior Peng Wang, since there are so many problems in the team, these Ice Clan monks may become the biggest variable. Why not clean them up in advance?"

King Tianpeng originally thought so, but was convinced by the reasons of the Five-Colored Saint Lord, and now he repeated those words to Wang Yu again.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Wang directly revealed the information.

"King Peng, do you know that the true identity of the Ice Phoenix Saint Lord is a pure-blooded Ice Clan member who was born with the appearance of an Ice Phoenix? This Heavenly Palace Secret Realm is similar to the hundreds of inheritance temples on the ice field.

“These are all the backup plans that the Ice Phoenix left for the Ice Clan. This son of the Ice God is a perfect creature specially created by the Gatekeeper Tribe, and he came specifically for the Heavenly Palace Secret Realm!

"If my guess is correct, they should be able to enter the secret realm without using the Holy Order."

These words almost shattered King Tianpeng's cognition.

The fluctuations of spiritual consciousness suddenly amplified.

“——This is impossible!”

At this moment, the Five Colors Holy Lord suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Yu.

However, he did not sense any more fluctuations in spiritual consciousness, but his attention was frequently focused on Wang Yu, which forced the secret conversation between the two to be interrupted.

King Tianpeng's expression turned very ugly.

I wanted to ask, but I couldn't.

For some reason, he was very resistant to the idea of ​​this news being known by the Five-Colored Saint Lord... or maybe he suspected deep down that he had already known this secret but had not told them.

The situation became particularly strange and bizarre.

And this secret comes from an underground palace in Taiyin Gate.

That is - the black stele in the underground palace of Xuangu Mountain!

The Black Stele is a secret that has been passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors using special means, telling future generations the truth about the Ice Prison Realm, in the hope that one day, the monks in this world will be truly liberated.

The source can be trusted.

Sudden.

A Yuanying from the Tianpeng clan said with his eyes wide open.

"You bastard of the Ice Clan, look at me, what am I doing? Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you, stinky bastard!"

The weak Ice Clan member looked confused.

He pointed at himself uncertainly, looking silly as if he was talking to me.

The great demon from the Tianpeng clan suddenly laughed grimly.

After receiving the king's affirmative order, he jumped up immediately. Tianpeng's extremely fast speed did not give the opponent any time to react, and his head was smashed to pieces by a slap.

A strange ice crystal infant emerged from the body, stared at the monster angrily, and shouted.

"Sir Son of God, this dead bird attacked by surprise..."

(End of this chapter)