Chapter 501: Three Days Frozen Calamity

"Array complete!"

At the entrance ruins of Baigu Men.

Yu Zhiwen gazed contentedly at her fully formed Tianji Array.

Now, she only needed to wait for the sub-array to detect any movement from Xu Xiaoshou and his companion, then she could instantly use the main array to teleport them out.

The battle between A Jie and Bai Kuluohui had, as expected, moved underground.

It was providing the necessary delay.

Yu Zhiwen believed that Bai Kuluohui couldn't reach the depths that quickly.

This time would be enough for Xu Xiaoshou to create some major disturbance.

"Hmm?"

The Tianji Dao rhythm suddenly relaxed.

Yu Zhiwen sharply sensed that the sub-array had been destroyed.

Her heart skipped a beat.

"Has... the fight reached the sub-array's location?"

She knew that place was already very close to the underground depths.

If the two had fought their way there, the time left for Xu Xiaoshou was probably running out.

But the next second, through her spiritual sense, she detected a surge of scorching energy, making her realize her judgment was wrong.

"Buzz!"

The ground trembled.

It was like the prelude to a volcanic eruption.

The sub-array's destruction wasn't due to the fight at all.

Instead, it was the result of that white magma eruption she had glimpsed in her spiritual sense.

"What is this thing?"

Yu Zhiwen watched as the energy poured straight upward, carrying violent and uncontrollable explosive force, shooting out in all directions.

In an instant, it covered nearly half of the central area of Ling Rongze.

"Run!"

Perhaps subconsciously, she was still worried about Xu Xiaoshou and the others.

But reason told Yu Zhiwen that if she didn't run now, there would be no chance.

She immediately pulled out her Linglong Stone.

This kind of energy eruption was something she couldn't withstand.

Without using the Linglong Stone to teleport away, she believed she would likely lose her life.

But once she teleported away...

What about Xu Xiaoshou?

Gritting her teeth, Yu Zhiwen put away the Linglong Stone.

In that moment, the star power of her Zhuji Xingtong reached its limit, blooming fully as her hands danced, leaving countless afterimages.

"Not in time..."

Yu Zhiwen bit her red lips until they nearly bled.

But her sealing speed couldn't keep up with the magma's eruption rate.

"Indeed, it's not possible?"

"I'm just too weak..."

She sighed softly.

Then, she leaped into the air.

Slowly, she took out a purple spirit jade pendant.

"Open!"

"Boom!"

It was as if the heavens and earth were overturning.

Accompanied by a deafening explosion, space shook, and the ground shattered.

Immediately after, a surge of white magma burst forth.

In an instant, it shot up hundreds of zhang into the sky.

The fiery liquid flowed like a shower of pellets.

Upon reaching the highest point in the sky, it turned into an avalanche, carrying infinite destructive power as it roared downward.

"Rumble—"

At that moment, not just the Hanbing Zhijing and Baigu Men, but the entire central area of Ling Rongze completely collapsed.

The scorching heat instantly vaporized the sand and gravel on the ground.

The void twisted.

Endless heat scorched everything.

When the magma fell back to earth, even the concept of the ground ceased to exist.

The land disintegrated, rocks melted.

It was as if the lid of a massive stew pot had been lifted, with rolling smoke mixed with dust surging upward in white waves.

Then, when the waves reached the highest point, gray-black air currents exploded outward.

A mushroom cloud formed, its stem expanding layer by layer as it pushed upward.

"Crack—"

Space could no longer withstand the damage.

As cracks formed, the high temperature directly evaporated the void.

In an instant, a black void hundreds of zhang wide appeared in the sky.

A terrifying suction force emerged.

Amid the spatial fragments slashing chaotically, everything in heaven and earth seemed to face doomsday.

Though it was the crimson Bai Ku, the Ling Rongze area was now completely enveloped in darkness.

Screams...

Wails...

Amid countless terrified cries, beams of light from activated Linglong Stone teleportation arrays flashed by.

No one understood what had happened here.

But such a heavenly phenomenon was truly astonishing.

Perhaps staying could mean witnessing the appearance of a supreme treasure.

But who would dare?

Even Rong Dahao, from the Taixu family, crushed his Linglong Stone without hesitation the moment he realized the situation was out of control.

The ghost beast...

The pervert...

And this inexplicable doomsday magma...

Anyone who stayed must be out of their mind!

"My heavens..."

The Storyteller flew high in shock, gazing at the Ling Rongze that had turned into a black point on the ground, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"Ember Illumination Power?"

This terrifying white flame was clearly the ability that perfectly countered all spirit refiners in the world—his second brother's power!

Even he, facing such a heavenly phenomenon, had to choose to temporarily retreat.

After all, strictly speaking, he was neither a swordsman nor a spirit array master.

He was solidly a spirit refiner.

Any ability required spiritual yuan.

Under such endless high temperature, the Storyteller, well aware of the white flame's terror, dared not easily use his spiritual yuan for protection.

"Sizzle—"

His red skirt burned to ashes in the high sky.

Even so, the Storyteller didn't dare move recklessly.

He barely invoked the Heavenly Dao to shield his body and did nothing else.

He even felt it was dangerous to take a new dress from his spatial ring.

Using spiritual sense would be a dead end too!

"How could such terrifying white flame erupt so silently?"

The Storyteller fell into deep thought.

He remembered that before crossing into this space at the Three Red-Clad Barbecue place, the guidance from "Yin Yang Life and Death" indicated that the treasures here were all quietly dormant, waiting to be developed.

How had everything changed upon his arrival?

Never mind the ghost beast.

As for the magma, others might think it was a natural phenomenon or a treasure emerging.

But the Storyteller wasn't that shallow.

Heavenly phenomena occurred when treasures matured, gained their own spirituality, and tried to emerge on their own, only to be punished by the Heavenly Dao.

The magma, however, didn't have those prerequisites.

So, only one possibility remained.

"Someone caused chaos?"

The Storyteller raised an eyebrow, his face showing disbelief.

Who would be so bold as to provoke the white flame deep in Ling Rongze?

Wasn't that suicide?

But the magma had erupted, leaving no room for doubt.

Yet, to fully believe it...

What a joke!

Even if the Storyteller went there himself, whether he dared use spiritual yuan in front of the white flame was questionable.

How had that unknown entity triggered the white flame in such an extreme way?

"Should I use spiritual sense to probe?"

Though he really wanted to use his spiritual sense to investigate, after hesitating, the Storyteller decided against it.

"Can't act rashly."

"Deal with that ghost beast first..."

Shifting his gaze, he spotted the gray mist figure, whose entire form had completely pierced through the Hanbing Zhijing, using the ice's cold power to isolate the high temperature and temporarily escape the disaster.

"Very clever."

Watching the creature break through the ice layer and instantly seal the hole left by its passage with sealing power, the Storyteller silently praised it.

If it had let the extreme cold of the icy realm collide with the overbearing Ember Illumination aura, not just Ling Rongze, but the surrounding tens of li could have been blown to dust in a massive explosion!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

His figure soared rapidly, stopping only at a height where he could overlook half of the Bai Ku world, feeling the Yinyou Leijie in the sky.

"This height should keep me out of the white flame's reach."

He said, pulling out his thick ancient tome.

Flipping it open, a fresh blank page appeared.

"Heavenly Prison, Seal!"

Heavenly Dao power surged.

The Storyteller bit his finger, letting blood droplets form patterns.

In an instant, the blank page ignited with intense heat.

The next second, endless magma took shape within it.

Deep underground, in the central area of Ling Rongze, the rampaging white flame vanished with most of it as the Storyteller closed his ancient tome.

"That should do it."

Slightly extending a bit of spiritual yuan and finding no issue, the Storyteller immediately enveloped the area with his spiritual sense.

This level of white flame couldn't burn him anymore.

With a casual wave, a spatial rift opened.

He stepped into it in his red skirt and reappeared at the Hanbing Zhijing's edge.

"The white flame..."

Glancing warily to the side, the Storyteller couldn't help but probe that direction with his spiritual sense, only to be met with intense pain.

"Hiss!"

He clutched his chest in pain, his fingers trembling as he sucked in cold air.

"There's still some?"

"More white flame?"

From that probe, he sensed the remaining white flame energy was even more violent and scorching.

He couldn't even clearly perceive the situation inside before his sense was forcibly cut off.

"Should I go over?"

The Storyteller was tempted to investigate.

After all, this power was useless to him, but if he obtained it and gave it to his second brother, it might help restore his injuries.

But...

"The ghost beast!"

"The ghost beast with sealing power is on the other side."

The Storyteller hesitated.

Such a rare beast was a once-in-a-century opportunity.

If he could capture it to serve the "Holy Slaves," even the Seven Sword Immortals or the Shengshen Hall's overlords might not defeat the leader.

Faced with two treasures that could aid his organization, one stationary and one mobile—even possibly escaping...

In just a breath, the Storyteller made his decision.

"I'll deal with the white flame later; first, capture the ghost beast!"

With a whoosh, he turned into a shadow, charging straight in.

Though the high temperature had melted the Hanbing Zhijing, the Tianji Dao rhythm here hadn't been completely broken.

The Storyteller had to expend some effort.

He formed a seal.

"Heavenly Escape, Activate!"

Underground.

"Hurry up, hurry up..."

Xu Xiaoshou stood on one leg atop the famous sword Yanmang.

The white flame rushing past him diverted at the sword's tip and surged backward.

Admittedly, this unintentional white flame attack couldn't harm Xu Xiaoshou at all.

However, even without it touching him, the Ember Illumination Power inside his body, which he couldn't expel in time, had already incinerated his muscles and veins to pieces.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

On his surface, his clothes shattered and dissolved.

His streamlined muscles, under such high temperature, withered and turned to scattered ash.

"Under attack, Passive Value +1."

"Under attack, Passive Value +1."

The information bar kept sending damage alerts.

Yet, Xu Xiaoshou's hands, hovering in the air, weren't affected in the slightest.

He was like a weathered anchor stone; no storm or wave could move him.

"Hurry up..."

He urged inwardly.

Watching the milky-white fire seed below continuously dissolve into white flame, Xu Xiaoshou grew anxious.

He had only tried a few times and successfully used heaven and earth as a furnace to refine the fire seed.

But who could have imagined that just the step of refining the liquid would directly cause the earth to crack and magma to erupt?

That's right!

The disturbances outside earlier were merely from Xu Xiaoshou refining the liquid.

As for "condensing the pill"...

Xu Xiaoshou didn't even know if he should continue.

He felt that this furnace explosion had a high chance of killing him.

But...

"Fortune favors the bold!"

Gritting his teeth, he cast all dangers aside.

Even without knowing the outside situation, he knew that after this magma eruption, probably no one dared stay.

Anyone who remained would just be burned to ash by the white flame.

Once he mastered the Ember Illumination Pill Condensing Technique and blasted out the underground milky-white fire seed, he could grab the treasure and escape immediately.

Heaven knows, earth knows, I know.

No one else would know about this place or the destruction caused.

"Xiao Yu..."

"Xiao Yu should have left by now, right?"

"A Jie..."

"Hmm, better worry about myself than A Jie!"

Xu Xiaoshou snapped out of his distractions.

He held his breath and focused, striving to control the endless white flame in the pool.

Suddenly, his expression brightened as he saw the white flame beginning to gather back into the fire seed.

"The liquid is flowing back?"

"Great!"

"Finally reached this step; once it's fully collected, it can directly condense the pill!"

Xu Xiaoshou excitedly clenched his fist.

"Keep going, push!"

In the Hanbing Zhijing.

"Seal!"

Gray-white sealing mist formed a spherical domain.

As the domain emerged, heaven and earth were isolated.

Even the Tianji Dao mechanisms were blocked outside the domain.

Only then did the gray mist figure calm down.

"That was close."

"What kind of person is that guy?"

"In this tiny Bai Ku, a stowaway with peak Severing Dao strength?"

"Or someone who's completely survived the 'Nine Deaths Thunder Tribulation'..."

"Such a figure, I can't beat him right now."

The gray mist figure frowned and muttered.

Mo Mo's strength was too low.

Even with his more powerful trump cards, limited by his body, he could only exert ordinary Severing Dao level power.

This cultivation was barely one ten-thousandth of his prime.

Otherwise, he believed the hunter and prey roles would swap.

Shaking his head, he thought no more.

The sealing domain should hold off that peak Severing Dao spirit refiner for a while.

Seizing this chance, he could probably get the treasure.

"Three Days Frozen Calamity..."

The gray mist figure murmured, scanning his surroundings.

This was a secluded icy secret realm.

Majestic snow mountains connected to the distant sky, with frosty mist swirling in the air.

Dozens of variously shaped ice sculptures—some running, some flying, some standing—were right in front of the gray mist figure.

Clearly, others had broken in before.

But entering meant being frozen to death.

"Huff..."

He shivered slightly, immediately using sealing power to isolate heaven and earth.

As always, using Mo Mo's body restricted him everywhere.

"The snow mountain."

His gaze locked on the mountain peak.

Without a doubt, that should be the extremely cold place.

If the "Three Days Frozen Calamity" had to emerge somewhere, it would likely be at the snow mountain's summit.

"Boom!"

Just then, the domain shook violently.

The gray mist figure turned back.

He knew the outsider had started attacking.

"Not much time..."

With a snap, the gray mist figure clasped his hands.

Instead of heading straight there, after a soft command, black mist exploded from his body.

"Black Death Mark!"

With a low shout, the black mist surged out and quickly retracted, forming a black light sphere in his palms.

"Bind!"

As the word fell, the black light sphere vanished in a flash.

When it reappeared, it was high in the sky of this realm, like an unobtrusive black sun that no one would notice unless they looked closely.

"Huff huff huff..."

Snowflakes fell endlessly, as if they had never stopped since ancient times.

But now, with the "Black Death Mark," they seemed to change.

Tiny, inconspicuous black spots appeared on the snowflakes.

When these spotted snowflakes landed on the ice sculptures, in just a breath, the eternal ice turned to black fragments and drifted away.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..."

The spotted snowflakes hit the ground, melting pits into the thick ice layer.

In an instant, the area for dozens of li sank several zhang.

But the snow was endless!

When the sinking couldn't keep up with the falling speed, the ground's height rose again with snow, restoring its original state.

The gray mist figure smiled.

Though it looked unchanged, anyone entering from outside—even at Severing Dao level—would have their Dao foundation directly sealed and ruined by the "Black Silk Mark"!

"That should keep you busy."

He chuckled softly and shot toward the snow mountain summit.

"Huff huff..."

Having just withstood the white magma's high temperature with sealing power, he now entered this extreme cold.

Honestly, even the gray mist figure couldn't adapt immediately.

But sealing power could seal anything.

Even the white flame that could burn his spiritual yuan was directly sealed and dispersed.

This cold was just a matter of a few shivers.

"Click click..."

His teeth chattered as he leaped from the base to the midway point of the mountain, finally reaching the top.

"Pop—"

It was like breaking through a bottleneck.

With one leap, thick ice suddenly formed over his entire body.

"Crack crack—"

The next second, the gray mist grew even more majestic.

"Bang!"

The ice trapping him shattered and exploded.

The gray mist figure stared at the ice shards in silence.

At the summit, the temperature was so low that he had to use full power to seal and barely move.

And this ice layer, which should have been sealed and dispersed, instead shattered and exploded.

That meant its energy density was so high that even sealing power couldn't dissipate it instantly.

"Is this the power of 'Three Days Frozen Calamity'?"

The gray mist figure's eyes burned with excitement.

He scanned around and quickly looked up, his gaze drawn to it.

Above the void, beneath the illusory shadow of the Cangqiong Tree hanging upside down, a ice-blue flame like a snow lotus danced in the wind—it was breathtakingly beautiful!

"Using ice-system low temperature to germinate on the Cangqiong Tree and descend in the form of heavenly fire—you're the first."

The gray mist figure couldn't help but praise.

Even in his prime, he had never possessed such a treasure.

Now, with his help, once Mo Mo swallowed the "Three Days Frozen Calamity," his strength would surely soar several levels, perhaps even reaching peak Master or breaking through to Sovereign.

Then, his own power could be released more fully.

At that time...

The gray mist figure pondered, glancing back.

The sealing domain was still contracting to resist.

The outsider's attack intensity was increasing.

But spirit refiners were meant to be countered by him...

"When I swallow the 'Three Days Frozen Calamity,' that's when you'll fall!"

The gray mist figure sneered and flew up, reaching out to touch the ice-blue cold flame.

"Roar—"

At that moment, a furious roar echoed from the snow mountain's depths, causing the mountain to shake and avalanches to fall.

"Hmm?"

The gray mist figure narrowed his eyes but continued forward, about to pluck the "Three Days Frozen Calamity."

But a sudden chill on his back made him abandon the idea and dodge to the side.

"Boom!"

Sure enough, an ice-blue beam shot from the mountain's interior.

The void exploded directly.

The gray mist figure was thrown back.

The next second, he focused and saw a massive figure bursting out from the huge pit.

"Bai Kuluohui?"

The thirty-plus-zhang-tall figure, shrouded in ice-blue mist, was undoubtedly the White Bone Giant.

"You're the guardian here?"

The gray mist figure chuckled lightly and shook his head. "Too weak, no match for me."

He slowly raised his hand.

Yet, the hundreds-of-meters-tall ice-blue Bai Kuluohui formed seals at a speed beyond comprehension.

"Buzz!"

One Profound Spirit Array formed.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Three!

Five!

Ten Profound Spirit Arrays formed!

The gray mist figure was shocked.

This sealing speed of ten arrays in an instant—probably no one in the world could match it!

"Whoa!"

Bai Kuluohui looked deadly serious.

It gave the gray mist figure no time to react; as the ten arrays formed, it clasped its palms together.

Ten arrays merged into one!

"Buzz—"

At that moment, the "Three Days Frozen Calamity" nearby trembled.

A chill that seemed to freeze even the soul burst forth.

"This is..."

The gray mist figure couldn't believe it. "You, a mere Bai Kuluohui, can manipulate the power of 'Three Days Frozen Calamity'?"

"Crack!"

No response.

As the ice-blue aura swept over this realm, the gray mist figure's hand froze in mid-air, turning him into an ice sculpture.

Even his consciousness stalled for half a second.

His protective sealing power surged automatically.

When he regained his senses, the cracking sounds grew louder.

The gray mist figure barely broke free from the ice and tried to counterattack, but his whole body stiffened.

He looked up in a daze at the spiderweb of cracks on the sealing domain, his pupils shrinking.

"The domain... it's cracking?"