Chapter 149 - 149
Chapter 149: Extreme Frost Immortal King's Scheme
"Extreme Frost Immortal King — the very Immortal King who created the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm!"
Ye Wushuang was stunned, but quickly recovered.
And speaking of Extreme Frost Immortal King, he was a true legend.
Had he not perished, he would be at least at the Late Immortal Monarch Realm by now.
Tragically, because of his extraordinary talent — and the fact that he was a Rogue Cultivator — Extreme Frost Immortal King had made countless enemies.
While he was in seclusion attempting to break through to the Immortal Monarch realm, a host of enemies joined forces and ambushed him. Though Extreme Frost Immortal King ultimately dealt with them all, he was left gravely wounded and could not survive his Immortal Monarch Lightning Tribulation.
However, before his death, he created the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm and left his inheritance within it.
Over the years, the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm had opened countless times, and numerous Saint Emperors had entered to search for it, yet none had ever found Extreme Frost Immortal King's inheritance.
No one had expected that the very session they entered would happen to coincide with Extreme Frost Immortal King opening his inheritance.
Beside them, Gu Feng wore a deeply grave expression.
"Do you think this might not be a coincidence?"
"What do you mean?"
The others looked at Gu Feng in confusion.
Gu Feng slowly laid out his analysis.
"Extreme Frost Immortal King perished three hundred and fifty thousand years ago. The Ancient Immortal Secret Realm opens once every three thousand years, which means it's been opened well over a hundred times by now — yet no one has ever triggered Extreme Frost Immortal King to open his inheritance."
"But this time, after His Highness the Holy Son entered, it opened."
"So I suspect it's because His Highness the Holy Son comprehended the Law of Frost. Extreme Frost Immortal King sensed it, and that's why he opened the inheritance."
As Gu Feng spoke, the others could not help but consider the possibility.
But in the end, it was Lu Xiaoyao who spoke, his tone carefree and brash.
"Who cares? Since he's opened it, let's go give it a shot. This Extreme Frost Immortal King's inheritance — I'm taking it!"
Since Lu Xiaoyao had made up his mind, Ye Wushuang and Gu Feng exchanged a glance and could only go along with it.
If Senior Lu had sent them into the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm for training, then surely everything was within his control. They simply needed to let things take their course.
So before long, Lu Xiaoyao and his group charged aggressively toward Frost Island.
By the time they arrived, a great many Saint Emperors had already gathered on Frost Island.
Upon seeing Lu Xiaoyao and the others, deep wariness colored their faces.
Though they had not been present for the slaughter, the disciples who died at Lu Xiaoyao's hands had transmitted the gruesome scene to them with their final moments.
So at the sight of Lu Xiaoyao, they kept their distance, not daring to spare him even a single extra glance for fear that one look too many might make them explode.
Lu Xiaoyao paid them no mind. As long as they did not come seeking death, he could not be bothered to act.
The moment Lu Xiaoyao set foot on Frost Island, the surrounding scenery shifted and transformed in an instant.
By the time everyone regained their senses, they found themselves inside a massive arena.
Standing within the arena, the group was on edge.
An elder clad in ice-blue robes appeared before them, his entire body radiating an aura of bone-deep cold. His mere proximity sent shivers through the very souls of every Saint Emperor present.
Extreme Frost Immortal King descended slowly, then spoke in a flat tone.
"If you wish to obtain my inheritance, then slaughter one another until only one remains."
"No one may withdraw midway. Withdrawal means death."
"The last person standing shall receive my inheritance."
With that, Extreme Frost Immortal King vanished, leaving only the Saint Emperors staring at one another in bewilderment.
But it was not long before one of them struck first.
It was a Peak Saint Emperor Realm cultivator. He suddenly lashed out in a sneak attack against an unsuspecting companion beside him.
Feeling the sensation of something piercing through his chest, the companion looked over in utter disbelief.
"I'm sorry. I need Extreme Frost Immortal King's inheritance!"
Where one led, others followed.
As more cultivators began attacking, the enormous arena descended into chaos.
Lu Xiaoyao and his group had already retreated to the edge of the arena, choosing not to act recklessly.
"Holy Lord, what do we do now?"
Lu Xiaoyao looked over, and Ye Wushuang's expression was grave.
He shook his head slowly.
"This is a trap."
Lu Xiaoyao was confused. "A trap? What do you mean?"
"This is likely a scheme set up by Extreme Frost Immortal King. His goal is Possession — to be reborn."
"In any case, we shouldn't make a move. Let them fight among themselves."
"If Extreme Frost Immortal King tries to come after us, we'll invoke Senior Lu's name."
From the moment he had stepped into the arena, Ye Wushuang had sensed that something was off.
But there was no way out for them now. They could only hope that Senior Lu was aware of the situation inside and would come to stop Extreme Frost Immortal King.
Since Ye Wushuang had spoken, the group had no choice but to hold back.
But what they failed to detect was an invisible force slowly eroding and influencing their minds.
Meanwhile, the Saint Emperors in the arena were dwindling at a visible rate.
A total of five thousand Saint Emperors had entered the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm. More than half had been slaughtered by Lu Xiaoyao, and the rest had all entered the arena.
Before long, fewer than a hundred Saint Emperors remained.
Every single one of them was at the Peak of the Saint Emperor Realm.
During this time, some Saint Emperors had been foolish enough to pick a fight with Lu Xiaoyao's group, but the instant they drew near, Lu Xiaoyao swatted them into a mist of blood with a single palm strike.
That alone was enough to deter every remaining Saint Emperor from approaching. They voluntarily cleared a wide space around Lu Xiaoyao and the others.
In the shadows, Extreme Frost Immortal King watched the carnage with an invisible gaze, his eyes brimming with a manic sickness.
"Yes... that's it. Slaughter each other. Kill and kill. Only the final victor — only you — will be worthy of becoming my vessel."
After that thought, Extreme Frost Immortal King turned his gaze toward Lu Xiaoyao's group.
Seeing that Lu Xiaoyao and his companions had not joined the slaughter, Extreme Frost Immortal King's brows furrowed.
"They haven't acted? That's extremely inconvenient for my plans. Well then... let me give you a stronger dose."
With that, Extreme Frost Immortal King raised his hand, and the invisible force surged with renewed intensity, eroding Lu Xiaoyao and the others.
"This is bad!"
Lu Xiaoyao was the first to react. But by the time he realized something was wrong, he could no longer resist the force.
At the same time, the Saint Emperors still fighting in the arena suddenly sensed a terrifying aura bearing down upon them.
In the instant they turned to look, all that greeted them was annihilation.
Through Ye Wushuang and the others' eyes, Lu Xiaoyao had suddenly lost all reason and launched himself at the remaining Saint Emperors.
"This is bad! Something is influencing the Holy Son's mind!"
Ye Wushuang quickly realized what had happened, his expression shifting dramatically.
But before they could stop Lu Xiaoyao, he had already finished off every last Saint Emperor in the arena with ruthless efficiency.
After dealing with the remaining Saint Emperors, Lu Xiaoyao did not stop. He turned toward Ye Wushuang and the other four, his eyes blazing with madness.