Chapter 881 - 823: Luozhe Ice Palace

Chapter 881: Chapter 823: Luozhe Ice Palace

The scene before Jiang Yuebai flickered, and she first saw a pitch-black world, the surroundings identical, resembling the void of the realms, with sparse stars, speckled here and there.

Underfoot, an eerie blue light emanated, carrying a bone-chilling cold. She looked down and found herself standing on an ice surface translucent and tinged with blue, with ancient and mysterious patterns.

Snowflakes drifted down from the darkness, landing on the tip of her nose, causing Jiang Yuebai to shiver involuntarily.

She looked around, extending her Divine Sense to perceive in all directions, ’seeing’ a vast platform shaped like a snowflake, floating in the vast dark void.

There were no luxurious palaces atop it. At first glance, it was magnificent and imposing; on closer inspection, every part was exquisitely carved and ingeniously crafted.

At this moment, she stood on the platform formed by one of the snowflake’s petals, as small as dust. Before her stretched a long passageway, intermittently echoing with the faint sound of ice crystals colliding.

Lu Nanzhi followed closely. As soon as she appeared on the platform, her Ice Soul Sword uncontrollably flew from her hand, tracing an ice-blue path in the air, quickly disappearing at the end of the passage.

Lu Nanzhi quickly explained to Jiang Yuebai, "That sword is my Lifebound Spiritual Sword, found in the Earth Spiritual Realm’s Asura Domain, during my exploration of the Ice Demon Ancestor’s relics. This is the first time it has escaped my control."

"If I’m not mistaken, it wants to lead me to something left behind by the Ice Demon Ancestor, or some kind of inheritance."

Jiang Yuebai nodded, "Let’s follow and see."

The two stayed vigilant, stepping forward quickly. Their footsteps echoed in the ice palace, which hadn’t been opened for tens of thousands of years.

Soon, they arrived at the center of the snowflake platform. From afar, they could see Lu Nanzhi’s Ice Soul Sword suspended above a pool of spring water, bubbling upwards, surrounded by swirling white mist.

When Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi were a hundred steps away from the spring water, frost rapidly crept over their bodies from the invading cold, swiftly freezing their blood and Spiritual Energy.

Jiang Yuebai urged the Phoenix True Fire to resist but managed to sustain it for less than three breaths before the cold extinguished the Phoenix True Fire.

They had encountered a tough challenge!

Lu Nanzhi grabbed Jiang Yuebai, "We can’t get any closer; the cold is too intense, even I can’t withstand it."

"Could the Heaven-Reaching Demon Treasure of the Ice Demon Ancestor be beneath that Unceasing Spring?"

As Jiang Yuebai asked, she swept her gaze around, noticing numerous ancient and strange writings on the ground, with simple lines, resembling talismans but not, like words but not, completely unintelligible.

Just staring at those words, she felt her soul being gradually frozen, her vision blurred, as if witnessing a world of frozen whiteness without any vitality!

Jiang Yuebai’s eyes stung, her mind buzzing, and she quickly turned her head, closed her eyes, and leaned on Lu Nanzhi’s arm.

Great Dao Erosion Text!

She didn’t know why, but the words suddenly emerged in her mind; these strange, twisted totems on the ground were the Great Dao Erosion Text.

Yet she couldn’t recall why seeing the Great Dao Erosion Text made her so excited?

Lu Nanzhi surveyed the surroundings, waved to recall her Ice Soul Sword, which seemed reluctant to leave the atmosphere above the spring water, trembling for a moment before returning to Lu Nanzhi’s hand.

"The Demonic Qi here is denser than by the Holy Ancestor Pond. We should explore other areas, and if it proves safe, we can stay here for cultivation for a while, slowly figuring out a way to obtain the items within the spring water."

Jiang Yuebai nodded. Besides the dense Demonic Qi, she also sensed an ancient and chaotic power in the surrounding void, very similar to the Chaos Qi in her spine.

The two quickly explored the surroundings. The snowflake platform had six corridors, and apart from the one they came through, the other five had nothing special at their ends.

Jiang Yuebai discovered that the place didn’t seem like somewhere a Demon Clan would inhabit; rather, it resembled a Human Clan’s domain. Like her brother, there were unexpectedly three studies here.

One study contained some ancient Human Clan bamboo scrolls, beast skin picture albums, and similar items.

The second study held various Demon Clan ancient books, pinned or inscribed on beast bones.

The final study was the only one with a desk, filled with books written in Ancient Demon Text.

Lu Nanzhi, upon arriving, speculated, "These Ancient Demon Text books might have been personally written by the Ice Demon Ancestor. Judging from the titles, there are books for enlightenment and intelligence, military strategies and battle techniques, and even Human Clan geographical travel notes, covering a wide range."

"You know Ancient Demon Text?" Jiang Yuebai’s eyes sparkled.

"Yes, someone specifically taught me in the Demon Realm."

Lu Nanzhi didn’t mention Shen Mingjing’s name. Holding the book, she felt the Ice Demon Ancestor was very similar to Shen Mingjing; neither rejected Human Clan things. Instead, they used learning everything about the Human Clan to deal with them.

If so, Shen Mingjing was indeed the best candidate to inherit the Ice Demon’s will and unify the entire Demon Clan. Even if there were countless challenges, if he truly wanted the Demon Clan to dominate the Three Realms, he shouldn’t support a Human Clan puppet.

With his intelligence and wit, he should find a better way. In the Cultivation Realm, many methods exist to completely transform oneself and transcend innate constraints.

"Teach me, I want to learn Ancient Demon Text too!" Jiang Yuebai grabbed Lu Nanzhi’s arm, her eyes full of genuine curiosity and desire to learn.

Lu Nanzhi suddenly remembered being trapped under the Nine Dragon Ruins in the Green Dragon Realm with Jiang Yuebai, just like now, when Jiang Yuebai asked her to teach her Demon Text.

"Alright."

Lu Nanzhi replied softly, willing to teach whatever she knew.

The other two corridors ended at what seemed like a sleeping palace and a storeroom.

The storeroom, without walls, held some peculiar things, long-extinct materials of the Demon Clan, unusable Demon Treasures, and unidentifiable oddities.

It seemed the owner had been conducting various experiments, attempting to create something.

Most items had lost their luster and decayed over time.

Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi sorted through them, managing to gather a batch of materials cut from scrap items and a relatively intact but rusty ax.

If re-melted, those materials could still be used. Many were from tens of thousands of years ago, with a significant portion extinct in the current Cultivation Realm and Demon Realm.

Despite Jiang Yuebai’s broad experience, she had amnesia, and Lu Nanzhi couldn’t name them, so they grouped everything together, planning to identify them later if possible.

Lu Nanzhi had no use for the ax and asked Jiang Yuebai to keep it. Jiang Yuebai picked a few more items from the materials, instinctively feeling she might use them. They vaguely seemed familiar from a thick book, but thinking hard, it felt dreamlike, beyond recall.

When they were about to leave, Lu Nanzhi suddenly remembered something and pulled a Spiritual Beast Bag from her sleeve, releasing a white-furred Spiritual Rat.

"What’s this? Is it tasty? How did you know I was hungry?"

Jiang Yuebai reached to pet the Spiritual Rat, which cried out in fright, darting to hide behind Lu Nanzhi’s hair bun, covering its eyes.

Lu Nanzhi chuckled helplessly, "You gave it to me, you have a whole nest yourself, in your Lotus Platform."

After saying this, Lu Nanzhi placed the Spiritual Rat down. The cold made it shiver, so she took out a plump Elixir to feed it.

After swallowing, the Spiritual Rat chirped, holding its front paws together, looking expectantly at the Elixir Bottle in Lu Nanzhi’s hand. With a helpless smile, she gave it another.

Jiang Yuebai frowned; the little mouse was greedy. If her Spiritual Pet dared behave like this, she’d swallow it in one gulp!

After the two Elixirs, the little Spiritual Rat raised its nose, sniffing here and there, clawing around the storeroom. Finally, it found a trace of a red string from a crack in the ice behind a shelf. If not examined closely, it could easily be mistaken for the shadow of the crack.

Lu Nanzhi approached, using her sword to enlarge the crack and hooked it with her slender finger.

Jingle~

Two cherry-sized golden bells were strung together, caught on Lu Nanzhi’s fingertip.

"Looks like it’s something valuable."