Swoosh!
A gaunt Martial Artist shot out violently from beneath the precipice, curling his palm into a seal, stirring up a raging storm that swept across several hundred ters, hurtling toward Xu Yang with unstoppable, overwhelming force.
Xu Yang was slightly taken aback.
Just now, he had been so stunned by the environnt here that he lost focus for a mont, failing to notice soone hidden below.
"True Monarch Middle Realm?"
Xu Yang’s gaze turned cold, and he threw a punch.
"Courting death!"
The gaunt Martial Artist sneered.
He was, after all, at the Peak of Middle Realm of True Monarch, battle-hardened after a hundred fights.
Boom!
A figure let out a miserable scream as he was sent flying.
But mid-air, he suddenly froze.
Xu Yang took a step forward, ghostlike, appearing right before the gaunt Martial Artist, grinning as the latter stared in terror.
Slap!
With a palm, he slapped the gaunt Martial Artist down into the abyss, while a Storage Ring hovered in the air.
Xu Yang collected the Storage Ring and then swept downward.
Just a few breaths after he left—
The air above the broken cliff twisted, and a beautiful figure appeared out of thin air. She wore a long dress and a veil; though her appearance could not be seen, a single pair of slender, alluring eyes hinted that her looks must be extraordinary.
"That person seems rather strange."
The woman murmured softly as she gazed at the spot where Xu Yang had vanished.
Soon, she turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the abyss, her tracks vanishing completely.
Not long after she left, the atmosphere above suddenly rippled.
The Cyan Fla Boat slowly erged.
Xu Yang stepped off the Spiritual Boat, frowning slightly as he looked toward where the woman had vanished just now.
"That woman, though only at True Monarch Middle Realm, actually gave a faint sense of danger."
"Seems she just happened to be lurking nearby, watching from the shadows!"
Thinking this, Xu Yang decided not to dwell on it, turning and heading around to enter the Fallen Land from another side.
Dozens of breaths later—
Xu Yang landed at the bottom.
Looking around, all he saw was a boundless expanse. Mountains coiled, ancient woods soared into the sky, and the sound of rushing river water could be heard clearly.
Looking up, spiritual mist shrouded the heavens, a faint spiritual glow illuminating the earth below as bright as dayti.
If one hadn’t left this place, they’d never imagine it was rely a massive fissure on the earth’s surface—this was now a world unto itself, cut off from the outside world.
"Such astonishing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, though slightly chaotic."
Sensing his surroundings, Xu Yang secretly marveled.
Even after tens of thousands of years, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi here was still this shocking—vaster than so of the cultivation sanctums of the Star Do Sea, truly remarkable!
He even faintly sensed that here, it might be easier than in the outside world to sense the source of the Spiritual River.
Evidently, all of this was caused by the fall of the First Qian Emperor!
"This is truly a place for cultivation!"
A glint flashed through Xu Yang’s eyes before he quickly pulled out a map for a careful look.
The map given by the War King Family also contained a rough description of the Fallen Land’s interior.
The entire Fallen Land was enormous, almost half the size of the Star Do Sea.
At its core, it was said, lay the place where the First Qian Emperor’s corpse fell all those years ago. The bones were gone, but even now, a terrifying majesty lingered there.
At the sa ti, that place greatly aided in sensing the Spiritual River and condensing Spiritual Marks!
After checking, Xu Yang soared up and dashed deeper inside.
About half an hour passed.
Xu Yang suddenly paused, looking to the side with suspicion.
Out from between the mountains stepped a graceful figure.
The mont he saw her, Xu Yang’s pupils contracted.
"It’s her!"
It was that sa veiled woman who had earlier watched from above the broken cliff.
The mont Xu Yang saw her, she too spotted Xu Yang, glancing over, her eyes rippling faintly.
Their eyes t across the distance!
The air froze.
Xu Yang noticed bloodstains on the ground.
It seed the veiled woman had just killed soone.
Keeping his expression unchanged, Xu Yang withdrew his gaze abruptly and prepared to leave.
But right at that mont, the woman vanished ghostlike from where she stood.
Whoosh!
The world suddenly changed. In a flash, the wild abyss transford into a vast world of snowy desolation, a thousand miles sealed by ice.
Frozen lands, cold so piercing it went to the bone!
For an instant, Xu Yang’s mind wavered—he couldn’t help but shiver.
A surge of chill invaded his body, making his eyes fill with fear.
"How can an illusion contain such astonishing cold?"
This chill actually pierced directly through his bodily defenses—truly incredible.
Yet Xu Yang did not panic; his Minghuo blazed, surging through his body.
The invading chill within was swiftly annihilated.
Suddenly—
All-encompassing cold gathered into a tide, lightning-fast from all directions.
Xu Yang’s expression changed, and his body shot up violently.
Boom!
Both his fists exploded forth, punch shadows massive and wild.
But that cold seed endless, impossibly powerful.
In just monts, Xu Yang’s movents slowed, with more and more chill pouring into his body.
Fierceness flashed in his eyes; he struggled violently.
"Get out here!"
His furious roar echoed through the world.
Crack!
Encased in cold, Xu Yang gradually turned into a sculpture of ice.
A graceful, lithe figure appeared ghostlike behind him.
The woman raised her slender jade hand and pointed her fingers toward the back of Xu Yang’s head.
At that instant—
Xu Yang, still with his back to her, flashed a cold gleam in his eyes, his body shuddering, expelling the chill as it shattered into dust.
In a blink, he whirled around with lightning speed, his mighty fist crashing down like a giant mountain.
Shock filled the woman’s eyes as she swiftly floated backward.
"Transform!"
Her expression calm, she uttered thunderous words.
"Lock!"
Xu Yang’s gaze was icy, a low howl in his heart.
The twisted, frozen world shuddered, exposing a fleeting flaw.
The woman’s calm finally broke, her expression changing dramatically.
Boom!
A thunderous bang like heaven and earth exploding—terrifying waves of destruction surged forth, wherever they passed, the icebound land was shattered like thunder tearing it apart.
Everything returned to where it was!
A thousand miles of ice, boundless snow—all an illusion; yet the chilling air had felt as real as the scenery itself.
The woman grunted, retreating like lightning to a far distance.
"Interesting!"
She was inwardly shaken to the core.
That he could so easily break her illusion wasn’t too unexpected; after all, both were at True Monarch Middle Realm and she hadn’t underestimated Xu Yang. But that the cold itself had not posed any threat to him—that truly astonished her.
One must know, that chill wasn’t a power she herself cultivated, but was instead gathered from the Extre Realm of ice and snow. Even most High-tier True Monarch experts would struggle to be rid of it so easily, let alone have so much invade their bodies with no effect whatsoever.
A glint of interest glead in the woman’s eyes, and she suddenly chuckled softly: "However, your disguise is rather crude—you’d best find another thod of concealnt."
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