Chapter 541: Ice God’s Remains, Pseudo S-grade
“I’m curious, why are you so fixated on Divine Half-dragons?” Xia Feng asked, bewildered.
The Blond Man looked down at Mo Sheng, his voice indifferent. “This is not something a servant should know.”
“You have three seconds left to consider,” he said, tapping his knuckles on the armrest, his pupils with strange, majestic markings.
Xia Feng put a hand to his forehead and sighed helplessly. “Are all people from your Ye Li Clan this idiotic? ‘Three seconds to consider’? What the hell am I considering? Your mother?”
Xia Feng beckoned with his finger. “If you want to fight, then hurry up and attack. Stop with the nonsense.”
“…” A faint killing intent flickered in the Blond Man’s strange pupils.
Spirit Robes could not be used in this location, so it was uncertain who would win. Xia Feng was prepared. Just as he thought Ye Li Kong was about to make a move.
Ye Li Kong was silent for a moment, then frowned. “It seems you still don’t understand your current predicament.”
“…”
‘No, I understand my predicament perfectly. It’s a life-or-death situation!’
Xia Feng thought to himself, but judging by Ye Li Kong’s attitude, he quickly deduced that this guy really wanted to contract him, a Divine Half-dragon, and probably had a major use for him.
‘Could it be that, like Jiang Qiue, he’s after my dragon blood?’
As Xia Feng pondered, Ye Li Kong glanced at Mo Zixin beside him.
Mo Zixin understood and snapped his fingers.
“Snap—” The ground in the center of the first-floor hall quietly turned transparent.
Xia Feng looked down, seeing a desolate, hurricane-like ice flow raging outside, with very low visibility.
However, as the Star Wheel gradually descended through layers of airflow, he could faintly see that below was a vast expanse of land constructed from pale blue ice.
The ice-covered land was boundless, with no end in sight.
And beneath the ice layer, frozen scattered flesh and blood remains and shipwreck fragments were visible.
Xia Feng’s eyes were sharp. About a thousand meters deep beneath the ice layer, he could vaguely see the figures of three women frozen in ice.
Tea Nai Xue’s and Jiang Qiue’s cheeks were covered in frost, their faces purplish and stiff, their eyelids half-closed, unclear if they were still conscious.
Their spirit bodies, on the verge of separating from their physical bodies, were also covered in frost. It seemed the ice layer’s power could also affect souls.
As for the woman in the nun’s habit, she was facing away from the land above, so Xia Feng couldn’t see her condition.
As the ice flow continued to surge towards the ground, the ice layer grew thicker and thicker, and soon the scene beneath the ice could no longer be seen.
“This place is the interior of the [Legendary God Relic · Ice God’s Remains],” Mo Zixin explained with a gentle smile, looking at Xia Feng with interest. “Little Dragon Man, do you know what a Legendary God Relic is? This is a place that can kill even Venerables. Using it against you is overkill.”
He paused and continued, “All living beings who enter this place cannot operate Spirit Particles or use Spirit Robes. Without corresponding protective measures, they will be forcibly dragged and sealed within the ice layer. The two Saintesses beneath the ice, oh, and a pitiable elemental nun, their bodies, souls, and minds will be gradually frozen, unable to think or call for help, until the biting cold containing the Ice God’s will kills their consciousness and annihilates their souls!”
“Ha~ At that time, they will die silently in this desolate land, and no one will ever know. What a sad ending.”
Mo Zixin sighed, lamenting, “It’s a pity I can’t retrieve these three beautiful specimens. They would definitely become works of art to be passed down, and sell for a good price to those old undying ones in District 1. What a shame.”
“So, Little Dragon Man,” Mo Zixin shifted his tone, a smile forming on his lips, “you don’t want to become a work of art like them, do you?” Listening to the guy’s rambling, Xia Feng roughly understood.
Enslaving him, a Divine Half-dragon, was only Ye Li Kong’s secondary objective. The main objective was actually to kill the Black Moon Saintesses. But they had no deep enmity, so why would they assassinate two Black Moon Saintesses?
Xia Feng quickly understood that this was likely related to the mutation in the Black Moon General Court. Someone didn’t want the Black Moon Saintesses to return to the General Court, or even to live!
“Knock, knock—”
The Blond Man’s knuckles lightly tapped on the armrest, his downward gaze calm. “Explaining this much to you is the greatest mercy I can offer.”
“So, will you submit to me, or be buried with those two Saintesses? Make your choice—”
“I choose your mother.” Having already gathered the intelligence, Xia Feng couldn’t be bothered to deal with them any further. While offering a polite smile, he smashed his fists twice against the Golden Circlet on the ground. *Boom—* The golden circlet shattered under the extreme power of his punch.
Xia Feng unleashed the fire wings of the Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor. As the blazing wings flapped, his figure, like a scarlet phantom, rushed directly towards the second floor.
The Blond Man leaned back on the sofa, not moving, only sighing, “Truly ignorant of death.”
“Snap—” Mo Zixin snapped his fingers again.
!
The pale blue membrane covering the Star Wheel instantly dispersed. The fierce ice flow from outside surged towards Xia Feng like a wild horse that had broken free. Xia Feng was directly blown out of the cabin by the terrifying dragging force.
Xia Feng didn’t resist. He took the opportunity to ride the wind current and dive towards the ice-covered land. His mind was clear: with just him alone, it would probably be difficult to deal with the three people on the second floor. Therefore, the primary objective was to rescue the three women beneath the ice. Moreover, he didn’t know Mu Qingtong’s situation. Although he had confidence in Mu Qingtong, he had only caught a glimpse and saw that Miss Mu wasn’t moving, so he was still worried that Miss Mu might have encountered trouble.
“Boom—!!!!” Xia Feng, like a meteor, crashed directly into the ice layer with a rumbling sound.
At the same time, on the Star Wheel.
“Tsk tsk, it’s rare to encounter a Divine Half-dragon with a high bloodline status, and he’s about to die.” Mo Zixin glanced at Ye Li Kong and chuckled, “It seems Ye Li Dong Jun’s Holy Solution Ceremony will be delayed again.”
The Blond Man shook his head and said in a low voice, “Dong Jun’s Holy Solution Ceremony does require the enslavement of three Dragon King-level Divine Half-dragons. However, if they cannot be enslaved, killing six Dragon King-level ones will also suffice to complete the ceremony.”
“Oh?” A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Zixin’s eyes, and he clicked his tongue. “It seems my Mo Clan Power Faction’s intelligence network is still not comprehensive enough.” He then looked down at the faintly visible ice-covered land, nodded thoughtfully, and said, “It seems this ant, ignorant of death, will still be somewhat useful even after he dies.”
Olivia listened to their conversation, her scarlet eyes narrowing: “Blondie, I heard that if Ye Li Dong Jun’s Spirit Artifact successfully undergoes the Holy Solution, it can be promoted to Pseudo S-grade. Is this true?”
The so-called Pseudo S-grade referred to some A-class Spirit Artifacts that, after undergoing the Holy Solution, possessed some characteristics of S-grade Spirit Artifacts, thus being more powerful than conventional A-class Holy Solutions, and their utility approached that of S-grade Spirit Artifacts.
The Blond Man did not bother with Olivia’s disrespectful address. He merely nodded and said no more, closing his eyes again, quietly awaiting the death of that foolish Half-dragon.
