dkrc Chapter 80 The Demon Sealed in Eternal Ice
Chapter 80 The Demon Sealed in Eternal Ice
"Oh? Is that so?" The old master and Ma Cong exchanged a glance.
It seems that the dangers of this eternal ice cave are greater than they imagined.
"What about the Netherworld Bone Tempering Flower?" Ma Cong asked.
"Well... I've heard my grandfather mention it," Han Laosan said after thinking for a moment. "He said that the Eternal Night Ice Cave is filled with extremely heavy yin energy and is perpetually shrouded in darkness, so it's quite possible that such an extremely yin-based flower could grow there. But nobody knows exactly where it is."
"Brother Han, all you need to do is lead us to the entrance of the Eternal Night Ice Cave," Ma Cong said. "We'll handle the rest ourselves."
"This..." Han Laosan looked troubled.
"Don't worry, I won't let you make a wasted trip." Ma Cong took out the millennium fire dragon gall he had obtained from Yanlong Valley from his bosom.
"Consider this your payment."
When the snake gall, the size of a washbasin and emitting a strange, pleasant fragrance, appeared before everyone.
Han Laosan's eyes widened instantly.
"This...this is...the gall of a fire dragon?"
His family has been harvesting ginseng for generations, dealing with rare and precious materials, so he has a good eye for them.
He recognized it at a glance; it was definitely a legendary divine object!
For people like them who live in icy and snowy environments year-round, the value of this extremely yang substance is immeasurable.
With this, you'll never have to fear the cold again.
"make a deal!"
Han Laosan slapped his thigh and immediately agreed.
"Fortune favors the bold! The old sage and young brother think highly of me, Han Laosan, so I'm going all in! I'll take you there first thing tomorrow morning!"
the next day.
Han Laosan drove the sled, carrying Ma Cong and the Old Master, deeper into the snowfield.
Along the way, the wind and snow intensified.
The surrounding environment also became increasingly eerie.
A layer of hazy fog shrouded the sky, obscuring even the sun.
A chilling, unsettling atmosphere permeated the air.
"Ahead lies the area of the Eternal Night Ice Cave."
Han Laosan pointed ahead to a massive iceberg that stood between heaven and earth like the fangs of a giant beast, and said.
"Legend has it that that is the entrance to the ice cave."
Ma Cong stared intently and saw a huge, bottomless hole beneath the iceberg.
It was pitch black, like a giant maw ready to devour its prey, constantly emitting chilling black air.
Just looking at it sends chills down your spine.
"Boy, did you feel it?" The old master's expression turned serious.
"Hmm." Ma Cong nodded. "Such heavy resentment and death energy."
This aura was much stronger than anywhere he had ever encountered before.
Many people have died down here, and something extraordinary is sealed inside.
"Third brother, you wait here for us," the old celestial master said to Han Laosan. "We'll go down and take a look."
"Old Immortal, young brother, you must be careful!" Han Laosan said anxiously.
Ma Cong nodded to the old celestial master, and then, in a flash, flew directly towards the huge ice cave.
As soon as the two entered the ice cave, a biting, cold wind blew towards them.
This wind wasn't just cold; it felt like countless needles piercing one's soul.
The old celestial master groaned, and the protective aura around his body dimmed slightly.
"Damn it, this godforsaken place is so unfriendly to an old Taoist like me," the old Taoist priest cursed, pulling a golden talisman from his pocket and sticking it to his body.
The talisman flashed with golden light, shutting out the yin wind.
Ma Cong was even more direct. With a thought, the platinum energy within his body instantly transformed into an extremely yang and powerful attribute, like a small sun, dispelling all the surrounding yin and cold energy.
The passageway to the ice cave winds its way downwards.
On the ice walls on both sides, one can occasionally see some frozen corpses.
The corpses were of various shapes and sizes, including ancient warriors, modern explorers, and even some dressed in strange clothes that did not resemble those of people from the Central Plains.
They all retained that terrified expression they had before their deaths, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.
"It seems that over the past few hundred years, quite a few people have tried to take advantage of this place," the old master remarked.
The two walked down for several kilometers before the view suddenly opened up before them.
They arrived at an enormous underground ice cave.
Countless huge ice cones hang from the dome of the ice cave, like sharp swords.
In the very center of the ice cave stands a massive altar made of millennia-old ice.
On the altar, a person is chained with unknown chains.
A man wearing a white robe, with cascading black hair and a face so handsome it seemed otherworldly...
His body was impaled on the ice pillar in the center of the altar by dozens of thick ice spikes that pierced through his limbs and collarbone.
His eyes were closed, and he was lifeless, as if he had been dead for many years.
However, Ma Cong and the Old Celestial Master both stopped in their tracks, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Because they could sense that the source of the dense, impenetrable resentment and deathly aura in this space was the man nailed to the altar.
Just then.
The man seemed to sense their arrival; his tightly closed eyes slowly opened.
What kind of eyes were those?
There were no whites in his eyes, no pupils, only a pure, abyss-like darkness.
The moment those eyes opened, the temperature of the entire underground ice cave seemed to drop by tens of degrees.
An indescribable, terrifying aura, filled with evil, tyranny, and resentment, erupted from the man.
"Hehehehe..."
A sickeningly loud laugh echoed throughout the ice cave.
"So many years... Finally... fresh blood food has been delivered to our door again..."
The man, or rather the demon, slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on Ma Cong and the old master. A strange smile appeared on his lips, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth.
"Two... Earth Immortals who have reached the Core Formation stage?"
"Not bad, not bad supplements..."
The old celestial master's expression was more solemn than ever before.
He stared intently at the demon on the altar and demanded in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"Me?" The demon chuckled eerily. "My name is... Xuanming."
"Ten thousand years ago, they all called me... Ancestor Xuanming."
Ancestor Xuanming!
The old master's pupils suddenly contracted.
He had only seen a few brief mentions of this name in the oldest books of Longhu Mountain.
He was a peerless demon who lived in the same era as the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of ancient times.
Legend has it that he cultivated the "Mysterious Netherworld Scripture," and wherever he went, thousands of miles were frozen and countless lives were lost. In the end, the then-human ruler, together with dozens of top experts, barely managed to suppress him and seal him in the Nine Netherworld Ice Eye in the far north.
This is the Eternal Night Ice Cave!
Unexpectedly, ten thousand years have passed, and he is still alive!
"Little Taoist, you actually know my name?" Xuanming seemed somewhat surprised. "It seems that this era has not completely forgotten me."
"But it doesn't matter anyway."
"Today is the day I, your ancestor, will be freed!"
Before he finished speaking, the dozens of chains binding him began to tremble violently, rattling loudly.
The ice spikes that had pierced his body began to crack.
The entire altar was buzzing.
"Oh no! He's breaking through the seal!" The old master's expression changed drastically. "Boy, quick! Let's join forces and reinforce the seal! We absolutely cannot let him out!"
"Too late!"
Xuanming let out a wild laugh.
"Ten thousand years have passed; even the strongest seal would have long since decayed! You two think you can stop me?"
boom!
A black wave of energy suddenly erupted from his body.
In an instant, all the chains and icicles were shattered to pieces!
Xuanming's body, which had been nailed to the ground for ten thousand years, finally regained its freedom.
He slowly stepped down from the icicle, stretched his stiff neck, and his bones cracked.
With each step he took, his aura grew stronger.
The terrifying pressure made both the Celestial Master and Ma Cong feel a chill run down their spines.
This is absolutely beyond the power of a Celestial Immortal who has reached the Core Formation stage!
Heavenly Immortal!
This old demon, who had been sealed away for ten thousand years, was actually a genuine Celestial Immortal!