Chapter 829 - 919 Wangu Pond’s Oddities

"So cold."

Without using True Qi to resist, as soon as Chen Mo entered the glacier, he felt a chill run through his body.

It was no wonder how low the temperature was here, for someone of Chen Mo’s Nascent Soul Realm strength could still feel the cold.

"It’s indeed a bit strange." Zuoqiu Yiren was also somewhat surprised.

Due to the geographical factors, Zuoqiu Yiren had never been to this side before, and while in the Sect, she hadn’t heard anyone mention the situation of the Wangu Pond.

Now being here, discovering such a low temperature, unlike a typical glacier, indicates that something is unusual.

However, when Zuoqiu Yiren extended her Divine Sense, she didn’t find anything.

Zuoqiu Yiren furrowed her brows and said, "This place is a bit odd. After finding her body, we should leave quickly."

Chen Mo nodded.

A glacier wouldn’t block Divine Sense, and before long, the two found the Wangu Pond that Song Jun had previously mentioned.

Despite the low temperature, the pool of Wangu Pond wasn’t even frozen.

"It’s Celestial Spring Water." Zuoqiu Yiren recognized the source of this water at a glance.

"Celestial Spring Water?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It’s what artifact refiners use when crafting Magical Treasures. Regular water used for soaking treasures creates impurities, affecting the grade of the treasure later, but Celestial Spring Water doesn’t. Moreover, this water absorbs problems yet doesn’t freeze. Such Celestial Spring Water is quite abundant in Primordial Heaven. However, it can only be used for soaking treasures, not for cultivation, so it’s not considered a treasure." Zuoqiu Yiren explained softly, resolving Chen Mo’s confusion.

Chen Mo nodded, glanced around, but didn’t find any trace of the Ice Coffin.

"He couldn’t have thrown the Ice Coffin into the pond, could he..."

Saying this, Chen Mo disseminated his Divine Sense and scanned the Wangu Pond.

The water must be quite deep as Chen Mo’s Divine Sense couldn’t reach the bottom.

"It’s indeed down there." Zuoqiu Yiren found it with her Divine Sense, right at the bottom of the pond.

"Yiren, you stay up top, I’ll go down and get it."

Chen Mo surrounded himself with True Qi and entered the depths of the Wangu Pond.

"Splash!"

As Chen Mo entered, a ripple spread across the water surface, the sound echoing outward.

"So comfortable."

As he submerged into the Wangu Pond, he realized that the "Celestial Spring Water" was actually warm, making him feel extremely comfortable.

But after descending one or two hundred fathoms, Chen Mo noticed something was wrong. The water temperature was dropping, and the water was even blue.

As Chen Mo scanned with his Divine Sense, there were no creatures in there, yet the internal space was vast, which struck him as odd.

He dared not dally further and accelerated his descent with the intention of retrieving the Ice Coffin and leaving this strange place.

After descending another five hundred fathoms or so, the temperature plummeted further, almost becoming unbearable for Chen Mo.

This greatly surprised him; such a low temperature, yet the Celestial Spring Water still didn’t freeze—what was its principle?

At this point, his Divine Sense touched the bottom of the pond, locating the Ice Coffin.

About another hundred fathoms to go.

Almost there, it would be a waste to turn back now.

Chen Mo mobilized the Taiyi Divine Fire within him, circulating it throughout his meridians to resist the chill.

Chen Mo continued his descent.

At this moment, the pond water felt like jelly, impeding his progress.

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow. Was the pond water layered?

Above, Zuoqiu Yiren was already monitoring Chen Mo’s situation with her Divine Sense.

In her previous explorations without a reference point, Zuoqiu Yiren hadn’t detected anything unusual about the pond water.

However, as Chen Mo’s descent unfolded, Zuoqiu Yiren also noticed something amiss.

Despite this, she didn’t sense any immediate danger, and with Chen Mo nearing the pond’s bottom, she said nothing.

"So cold."

Despite the Taiyi Divine Fire’s resistance, Chen Mo began to shiver slightly.

At this moment, he also discovered that the jelly-like pond water contained a mysterious energy.

Chen Mo had previously simulated scenarios, but the simulation content only stated that he successfully found the Ice Coffin, leaving out everything else.

Even so, Chen Mo understood there wasn’t a life-threatening risk.

So he attempted to absorb some of this energy, and soon realized that warmth-infused currents seeped from the pond water, following the pathways of his internal meridians, all absorbed by Chen Mo.

With such infusion, Chen Mo clearly felt the True Qi in his Dantian growing at an astonishing pace.

"It can actually boost power?"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow, but soon discovered a problem. With increasing absorption, his meridians felt a chilling sensation. If not for the Taiyi Divine Fire flowing through his meridians, they might’ve been frozen.

Chen Mo was utterly amazed; what was this energy that possessed such intense cold?

Chen Mo dared not absorb more but didn’t miss the chance. Instead, he took out all the bottles and containers from within the Blood Pearl, filling them with this jelly-like pond water to study later.

The Ice Coffin was within reach. Gritting his teeth, Chen Mo continued his descent until finally, his foot touched the pond’s bottom.

The pond bottom was slick, with nothing but stones, not a blade of grass to be seen.

Chen Mo slowly approached the Ice Coffin. The moment he placed his hand on it, things took a sudden turn.

His fingers seemingly stuck to the Ice Coffin, and his True Qi was instantly frozen. As the True Qi became frozen, an intense cold swept over him, immobilizing even the Taiyi True Fire.

He felt everything within him freeze.

So cold, so cold.

His consciousness began to blur.

Above.

Zuoqiu Yiren sensed this shift, her expression changed immediately.

Without a second’s hesitation, she plunged into the lake, rapidly diving towards the pond’s bottom, her anxiety unmistakable.

Within a few breaths, Zuoqiu Yiren reached the bottom.

She saw Chen Mo standing there, hand on the Ice Coffin, already unconscious.

Without a word, Zuoqiu Yiren grasped Chen Mo’s hand, and at that moment, felt a chill invade her body.

Her expression became stern, so cold.

Without checking Chen Mo’s condition, Zuoqiu Yiren attempted to store the Ice Coffin into her Space Ornaments, aiming to take Chen Mo away.

But she discovered that the Ice Coffin couldn’t be stored in her Soul-Calming Bell.

She furrowed her brows slightly; only living things couldn’t be stored inside.

The Ice Coffin only contained a body, or perhaps a non-decayed corpse, so why couldn’t it be stored?

This sense of oddity enveloped Zuoqiu Yiren.

However, prioritizing Chen Mo’s safety, Zuoqiu Yiren didn’t overthink it. She displayed her Divine Techniques, carrying both the person and the Ice Coffin as they ascended, leaving the Wangu Pond, leaving the glacier.