537: Willing to die with the sect leader

"Two thousand years... a full two thousand years!" Black Impermanence's eyes were filled with fanaticism and excitement. "Today, I will gather all nine Blood Pearls, refine the blood god pearl, open the Blood Realm, and become a Dominator!"

Black Impermanence waved his hand, and the bloody evil power around him transformed into countless thin blood threads, like greedy tentacles, sweeping towards the Disciples of the Falling Snow Pavilion inside and outside the Snow God Hall.

Screams instantly echoed throughout the entire snow mountain. Countless Falling Snow Pavilion Disciples were entangled by the blood threads, their Divine Souls and essence blood forcibly extracted, transforming into streaks of dark red light that flowed into the bloody Formation in the center of the Snow God Hall.

Within the Formation, a pool of blood continuously gathered and churned. As the Disciples' Divine Souls and essence blood were continuously injected, the Formation's light grew increasingly intense. The smell of blood and evil power intertwined, permeating the entire Falling Snow Pavilion, and even the wind and snow in the mountains were dyed dark red.

Immortal Master Ling Shuang stood on the altar of the Snow God Hall. Her white clothes had long since been stained red with blood, her hair was disheveled, and blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, yet her eyes were full of determination.

She watched her Disciples fall one by one, watched their Divine Souls being devoured by the evil power, and her heart felt as if it were being twisted by a knife, yet she never took a step back—she remembered the instructions of her Master, Bai Ning, firmly: even if it meant exhausting the entire Falling Snow Pavilion, she had to stop Black Impermanence from completing the blood sacrifice.

"Sect Head, the Disciples can't hold on much longer!" An Elder stumbled to Ling Shuang's side, covered in wounds and with a weak aura. "Black Impermanence's evil power is too strong; we simply cannot resist it. If this continues, the entire Falling Snow Pavilion will be sacrificed by him!"

Ling Shuang slowly closed her eyes, two lines of clear tears sliding down. When she opened them again, only determination remained in the depths of her eyes.

She raised her hand and took out a pure white tripod from her embrace. The tripod was small and exquisite, its body carved with intricate ice patterns and evil-suppressing runes, and surrounded by the biting Origin power of the ice element. It was the Magical Artifact that her Ancestral Master, Bai Ning, had exhausted her life's blood to refine—the Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding.

"Master, this Disciple is incompetent and could not protect the Disciples of the Falling Snow Pavilion, but I will never let your hard work go to waste, and I will never let Black Impermanence succeed!" Ling Shuang whispered softly, her voice choked with emotion but incomparably firm.

She formed a seal with her hands, injecting all the Ice Soul True Qi she had Cultivated throughout her life into the Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding. "Ancestral Master knew this day would come; this Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding was prepared for you! Black Impermanence, I will not let you succeed!"

Before her voice had faded, the Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding suddenly erupted with a dazzling white light. The white light instantly broke through the dome of the Snow God Hall, piercing straight into the clouds.

The body of the tripod slowly grew larger, and in an instant, it became a giant a zhang high. With the mouth of the tripod facing downward, countless ice-element runes flew out from the tripod's body, weaving into a huge ice net that, carrying a bone-chilling cold, enveloped Black Impermanence.

Black Impermanence's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously channeled his evil power to resist. However, the ice net contained the ice-element Origin power that Bai Ning had spent her life cultivating, which specifically countered the blood power and evil power within him. As soon as they made contact, most of the evil power around him was frozen.

With a crisp "crack," the ice net firmly trapped Black Impermanence's body. The Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding hovered above his head, its mouth emitting a powerful suction force that continuously suppressed the evil power within him, making him unable to move an inch.

"Ahhh—!" Black Impermanence let out a shrill roar of rage, his eyes filled with fury and unwillingness. He struggled desperately, the evil power around him surging crazily in an attempt to break through the constraints of the ice net. However, the power of the Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding grew stronger and stronger, and the ice net tightened, suppressing his evil power so tightly that even the slightest movement became extremely difficult.

"Damn it!" Black Impermanence's eyes were splitting with rage as he roared, "That woman actually left this trump card! Do you think you can stop me with this broken tripod? Dreaming! As long as I summon all the Blood Pearls and gather the power of all nine Blood Pearls, I can easily break through your broken Magical Artifact and sacrifice all of you!"

Enduring the severe pain of being eroded by the ice-element power within his body, he hovered above the ice net Formation, his hands quickly forming seals as he silently chanted an ancient and eerie incantation.

The sound of the incantation was low and hoarse, carrying the evil, strange power of the Blood God Map, and it resounded throughout the entire Snow God Hall, causing even the pool of blood in the Formation to churn violently.

After finishing the incantation, Black Impermanence suddenly took out a yellowed ancient scroll from his embrace. The edges of the scroll were already worn, yet it still emitted a rich evil power and an archaic aura—it was the very Blood God Map that carried the secret techniques of the Blood Realm.

He waved his hand, and the ancient scroll automatically unfolded, revealing a huge blood-colored map to everyone's eyes. On the map, nine bright red dots were marked, each corresponding to a sacrificial point. At this moment, the light of eight of the red dots was exceptionally intense, emitting majestic evil power, while only the red dot at the northernmost side (corresponding to the Ghost Cry Forest of Chen Family Village) was dim, seeming to exist or not, almost about to extinguish.

"Blood Pearls, return to position!" Black Impermanence shouted sternly, his fingertips condensing a wisp of rich blood power, pointing at the red dot on the Blood God Map.

Before his voice had faded, seven dark red rays of light sped in from all directions, cutting through the sky full of wind and snow, crashing into the Snow God Hall like meteors, and landing in the center of the bloody Formation. Each ray of light was a Blood Pearl that was dark red all over, exactly the same as the Blood Pearl Murong Gu obtained from Chen Family Village, with viscous blood light flowing on its surface, emitting a nauseating stench of blood and world-destroying evil power.

The seven Blood Pearls hovered in the center of the Formation, rapidly rotating around an empty position, echoing each other. The evil power they emitted grew stronger and stronger, and the entire Snow God Hall shook violently. Ice and snow from the dome kept falling, huge gullies cracked open on the ground, and even the light of the Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding dimmed slightly.

Black Impermanence looked at the seven Blood Pearls hovering in the Formation, but the ferocious smile on his face gradually froze, and a flash of doubt and shock crossed his eyes. His tone carried disbelief: "Why are there only seven?" He looked down abruptly, staring fixedly at the dim red dot on the Blood God Map. "Where is the Blood Pearl from the Ghost Cry Forest (Chen Family Village)? That sacrificial point was completed long ago; why hasn't the Blood Pearl come over?!"

His heart was burning with rage, but he had no time to investigate further. Right now, the most important thing was to first refine the ninth Blood Pearl of the Falling Snow Pavilion. As long as he gathered eight, and then forcibly activated the power of the Blood God Map, it might not be impossible to open the Blood Realm.

"Whatever!" A flash of ruthlessness crossed Black Impermanence's eyes. "Refine the ninth Blood Pearl first. When I become the Lord of the Blood Realm, I will go find that bastard who took the Blood Pearl and settle the score!"

After saying this, he once again activated the remaining evil power in his body, echoing with the seven Blood Pearls in the Formation.

The rotation speed of the seven Blood Pearls suddenly increased, and the evil power they emitted became increasingly majestic, pouring continuously into Black Impermanence's body, suppressing the ice-element power of the Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding.

Black Impermanence, who had originally been firmly trapped by the ice net, could gradually move slightly, and the evil power around him was also recovering rapidly. The light of the Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding grew dimmer and dimmer, showing signs of being broken through.

Immortal Master Ling Shuang's expression changed drastically. She could clearly feel that the power of the Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding was weakening rapidly. If this continued, Black Impermanence would definitely break through the restraints.

"Elders, Disciples, exhaust everything you have to help me suppress Black Impermanence!" Ling Shuang shouted sternly, injecting all her remaining Ice Soul True Qi into the Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding. The ice-element aura around her grew weaker and weaker, and her face turned as pale as paper.

"We are willing to die with the Sect Head!" the remaining Elders and Disciples of the Falling Snow Pavilion shouted in unison, their eyes filled with determination.

They all channeled their life's cultivation, continuously injecting the Ice Soul True Qi within their bodies into the Ice Soul Locking Constant Ding. Streaks of white ice-element light gathered together, transforming into a huge ice pillar that merged into the body of the tripod.