Chapter 542: Thief Crying to Catch the Thief
As the black-haired boy collided with the ice layer, the surrounding shattered ice streams exploded and surged back towards him like a tidal wave.
He was instantly frozen within the light blue ice, his facial expression and movements becoming stiff and immobile.
However, in the next instant, Xia Feng vanished from his spot and reappeared ten meters lower, flashing down through the ice layer like a ghost.
After moving a hundred meters, he felt increasingly strained. The further down he went, the deeper the bone-chilling cold penetrated his marrow, his soul, and even his Holy Knight Space!
Xia Feng could clearly sense a sluggishness in his thoughts, as if his physical limbs were frozen and his blood flow had slowed. His mind and soul were also affected, trembling from the cold.
As Mo Zixin had said, this ice power could affect not only the body but also the soul.
Furthermore, as the duration of his use of the Holy Knight Space increased, this pocket dimension he had created out of thin air also began to freeze, filling with light blue ice streams.
Xia Feng realized that if the interior of the pocket dimension were to freeze completely, and he didn’t leave, he would be trapped inside forever, unable to escape.
One had to admit, it was worthy of being a Legendary God Relic.
God Relics were rare, and their forms varied, resulting in vastly different effects.
However, there were general rankings: White Name, Mysterious Blue, Pure Blue, Epic, and Legendary.
Most God Relics were Mysterious Blue grade.
The God Relics Xia Feng had encountered were almost all Mysterious Blue. Pure Blue grade was rare, and he had never seen an Epic grade.
Let alone Legendary grade.
Of course, today he had witnessed the power of a Legendary grade.
Fortunately, Ye Li Kong did not seem to be able to control this God Relic; he merely possessed a way to avoid being attacked within the Ice God’s Remains.
Otherwise, Xia Feng felt he would have no chance of escape and might even be instantly killed.
While contemplating, the invasion of ice power made Xia Feng feel drowsy. The Yang energy in his Spirit Substance dissipated from his soul, his consciousness blurred, and his thoughts became increasingly sluggish. This was a sign that he was about to be frozen.
Within the ice layer, Mental Power could be used to resist the ice power’s invasion, and Yang energy could ward off the feeling of cold.
However, in such a short time, Xia Feng’s Mental Power was already depleted.
But from this, it could also be seen that Miss Mu, who possessed a vast amount of Mental Power, should be fine, just temporarily unable to escape.
Xia Feng had thought of a way to rescue them, but it required him to enter first.
Within his blurred vision, Xia Feng vaguely saw three figures beneath the light blue ice layer ahead. He took a deep breath and used his Holy Knight Space one last time.
His figure flickered, and just before the Holy Knight Space was frozen, he leaped out of the space and materialized beside the three women.
His thoughts also came to a complete halt at this moment, his serious expression stiff, his eyes fixed.
Fortunately, his consciousness still existed, allowing him to perceive the external scene and sounds, but he could barely think. Every thought that emerged required a considerable amount of time.
Because of this, it was difficult for his thoughts to transmit commands to his body, controlling its actions.
At the same time.
The three women were suspended facing each other, with a narrow gap of two cubic meters, not covered by the ice layer.
However, the bone-chilling cold tormented them. This soul-deep cold was like torture, causing them to tremble with fear.
Cha Nai Xue and Jiang Qiue hugged Mu Qingtong from the left and right, respectively. Mu Qingtong was the best off among the three, her body still warm. They hoped to gain a trace of warmth from her to alleviate the cold.
But this was obviously not very effective.
The ice power within the Ice God’s Remains was actually derived from Yin energy. The stronger one’s Yin energy, the more they suffered in this environment. Conversely, males, who were primarily Yang energy, did not feel excessively cold. Upon entering the ice layer, their Yang energy would spontaneously dissipate, forming a warm protective layer, giving them a degree of resistance.
Just as they were unbearably cold, Jiang Qiue was the first to notice Xia Feng, who had flashed to their side.
Her ethereal beautiful eyes could not blink, but a flash of light appeared in their depths, and the indigo immortal pattern between her eyebrows emitted a Spirit Flow, forming six talismans inscribed with the character “Move.”
The six talismans flew out and were successively affixed to Xia Feng’s brow.
Under the power of the talismans, Xia Feng flickered six times, advancing a few centimeters each time, quickly flashing to Jiang Qiue’s chest.
A wave of scorching Yang energy struck him, and Xia Feng fell into her embrace. Jiang Qiue felt as if the ice in her heart was melting like warm water, and she felt comfortable all over.
Cha Nai Xue glanced down. Since she was squeezed to Jiang Qiue’s left, Xia Feng also brushed against her chest when he fell into Jiang Qiue’s arms.
A faint blush appeared on Cha Nai Xue’s cold, pale face, congealed with ice.
She wasn’t as shameless as Jiang Qiue, capable of calmly using her chest to absorb Xia Feng’s Yang energy to relieve the chill in her soul.
However, as soon as this thought flashed through her mind, Cha Nai Xue subconsciously controlled her stiff body and squeezed forward.
The warmth of Xia Feng’s face made her heart grow warmer too, and her mind relaxed.
!
But at this very moment, Cha Nai Xue and Jiang Qiue both noticed on the opposite side that a pair of light-gold beautiful eyes were calmly staring at them.
Mu Qingtong’s face was indifferent.
Jiang Qiue’s finely frosted eyebrows were faint, as if she hadn’t seen Mu Qingtong’s gaze.
Cha Nai Xue, however, pursed her lips and lowered her eyelids, then deliberately squeezed forward again.
In front of Mu Qingtong, the chiffon fabric on her chest sagged like a collapsing mountain, revealing a large soft indentation.
However, it was precisely because of her action that Xia Feng tilted backward. The scattered ice streams surrounding the four melted under the burning of his dissipating Yang energy, dispersing.
The spatial stagnation around them lessened. Jiang Qiue and Cha Nai Xue pressed Xia Feng’s head towards Mu Qingtong’s chest.
Behind Mu Qingtong was a hard, solid ice layer, like an ice bed. She was forced to lie on it, with Mr. Xia’s back of the head serving as a cushion, resting comfortably.
The scorching Yang breath thus flowed into her heart, dispelling the cold slightly.
Cha Nai Xue and Jiang Qiue squeezed Xia Feng’s head from left and right, pressing it into the saintess’s bulging chest. The two women looked at the defenseless Xia Feng below and Mu Qingtong, whose gaze was gradually sharpening, feeling an inexplicable strangeness.
They had a sense of excitement from bullying both Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong together.
Xia Feng could still see his surroundings clearly at first, but suddenly his vision went black. His left cheek bumped against something soft, while his right cheek and ear were squeezed by a larger darkness. His breathing was sealed, and his body tilted backward. His back of the head was held, leaving him nowhere to retreat, and the world plunged into complete darkness and confinement.
He could only vaguely hear Cha Nai Xue’s soft voice from above.
“Jiang Qiue, stop pushing, okay? You’re stepping on my hair.”
“…I’m not pushing.”
“Yours is already pressing on Little Feng’s face, and you say you’re not pushing? Saintess Qiue, are you trying to suffocate Little Feng?”
“…Cha Nai Xue, do you know what it means to cry ‘thief catching thief’?”
“Hmm? I don’t know, how about…”
“All of you, shut up.” A cool, indifferent command rang out, immediately silencing the two women.
