281: Chapter 281 The Mysterious Old Man

Su Mo's lips curled into a barely noticeable arc, and he replied in a calm tone:

"heavenly frost ice soul flower? Perhaps, it depends on Luck."

He was already certain that the news about the supposed "detour" and the "heavenly frost ice soul flower" was ninety-nine percent a trap meticulously designed by Mid-stage True Immortal and the others.

But he wanted to see what tricks the other party could pull, so he went along with the flow and followed them all the way.

The group followed the route indicated by Mid-stage True Immortal, stopping and starting across the ice plain. Although they encountered several waves of Evil Demon, they escaped without serious harm.

Three days later, a massive glacier fissure suddenly appeared before their eyes.

The fissure stretched across the ice plain, its depths unfathomable.

Even stranger, the cold wind blowing from the depths of the fissure contained wisps of ice attribute dao rhyme.

Just then, Mid-stage True Immortal suddenly stopped, his face instantly filled with an expression of unbelievable surprise.

He took a sharp breath and excitedly pointed into the depths of the fissure:

"This... this feeling! It can't be wrong! It's the heavenly frost ice soul flower! And it seems there's more than one! The dao rhyme it emits can actually blend into the wind—this must be a sign that it is about to mature!"

He turned his head and looked at Su Mo with fervent eyes:

"Fellow Daoist Su! Your Luck is truly Heaven-Defying! We were just passing by, yet we actually encountered such a rare Heaven and Earth spiritual object! It seems taking a detour with you was truly the will of Heaven!"

Su Mo sensed carefully, and the dao rhyme contained in the wind was indeed exactly the same as the heavenly frost ice soul flower he had refined before.

This caused a hint of surprise to rise in his heart. Could his Luck really be that good?

Or was it... that the other party was willing to pay such a huge price, using a genuine heavenly frost ice soul flower as bait just to set up this trap?

He maintained a calm expression and followed Mid-stage True Immortal's lead:

"Oh? Is it really the heavenly frost ice soul flower? However, as far as I know, these spiritual objects are usually guarded by powerful Yao Beasts, right?"

Hearing this, Mid-stage True Immortal patted his chest and guaranteed:

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry! Even if there is a Yao Beast guarding it in the Profound Immortal Realm, with the strength of the five of us forming a Formation, we can hold it off for a moment."

He changed the subject, looking troubled:

"It's just that... the situation inside this fissure is unknown. If the five of us enter to search, and Fellow Daoist Su is left outside alone... this ice plain is full of hidden dangers. If anything goes wrong, we might not be able to rescue you in time."

His meaning was very clear:

It's dangerous inside; we must enter together to protect you. It's even more unsafe for you to be outside alone.

Su Mo pondered for a moment before speaking calmly:

"In that case, I shall enter with you all."

Mid-stage True Immortal quickly said:

"Fellow Daoist is wise! With our protection, we guarantee your safety!"

After speaking, he winked at Late-stage True Immortal, Qing He, and the others.

The five people immediately adjusted their Formation.

Mid-stage True Immortal remained in the lead, Late-stage True Immortal and Qing He flanked Su Mo in the middle, and Zhao Long and Zhao Hu brought up the rear, cautiously heading deeper into the glacier fissure.

The light inside the fissure was dim, with only a faint, eerie blue glow emanating from the ice walls themselves.

The ice surface underfoot was extremely hard, comparable to Profound Iron.

The deeper they went, the clearer the dao rhyme in the cold wind became, but simultaneously, the temperature dropped even lower.

If an ordinary Undergoing Tribulation Cultivator entered, they wouldn't be able to withstand it without complete preparation.

The group cautiously proceeded along the steep, downward-sloping ice fissure for about half a day.

The passage was winding and spiraled downwards. Su Mo could clearly feel that they were constantly descending deep underground.

Unexpectedly, the journey was strangely calm. They hadn't encountered any attacks or even sensed a hint of danger.

The surrounding environment also became increasingly peculiar. The ice walls were no longer a monotonous eerie blue, but were tinged with a deep black-gray.

After an unknown period, a bright white light finally appeared at the end of the narrow passage ahead.

At the same time, the heavenly frost ice soul flower's dao rhyme reached its peak intensity.

"We've arrived! Fellow Daoist, the area ahead must be where the heavenly frost ice soul flower grows!"

Mid-stage True Immortal's voice held a hint of excitement, and his pace involuntarily quickened.

Everyone passed through a narrow ice crevice that only allowed one person through, and their vision suddenly opened up.

This was a massive underground ice cave. The dome was high above, and countless enormous ice prisms, like sharp swords, hung down.

In the center of the ice cave was a small cold pool. The water was deep and dark, emitting extreme cold Qi.

And right around the cold pool, clusters of blue flowers were growing.

Not just one stalk, nor a few, but dozens of heavenly frost ice soul flowers!

However, just as Su Mo's gaze was drawn by the sheer amount of Opportunity covering the ground.

Buzz!!!

At the entrance of the ice cave, the narrow ice crevice was instantly sealed off by a curtain of light.

On the curtain of light, countless twisted runes swam like living creatures, emitting a powerful aura of confinement and isolation.

Su Mo turned his head and saw that the only entrance had been completely sealed, airtight.

He turned back again to look at the five people, including Mid-stage True Immortal.

At this moment, the gentle smile that had always been on Mid-stage True Immortal's face had completely vanished, replaced by mockery.

Late-stage True Immortal, Qing He, Zhao Long, and Zhao Hu no longer concealed their intentions and quickly spread out.

Su Mo's gaze landed on Mid-stage True Immortal's face:

"What is... the meaning of this?"

Seeing how composed he was, Mid-stage True Immortal snorted coldly, his tone full of sarcasm:

"Kid, you're still playing dumb now? Do you really think the five of us brothers care about your ten thousand Medium Grade immortal essence stones? Compared to this heavenly frost ice soul flower, your immortal essence stones aren't even worth a hair!"

He ignored Su Mo, turned to face the deep, icy cold pool, and said respectfully:

"Senior! We have brought the person you requested! This young man possesses at least six types of dao rhyme, making him undoubtedly a Peerless Cauldron capable of refining multiple top-grade origin fruits! Please, Senior, inspect him!"

The moment his voice fell—

Gurgle... The surface of the cold pool, which had been calm, suddenly erupted with a dense series of bubbles, and the water began to churn as if boiling.

An aura far more vast than that of the True Immortal Realm slowly spread out.

Splash!

Water splashed everywhere, and a figure broke through the surface, hovering above the cold pool.

This was an old man with white hair and beard, his face withered and covered with deep wrinkles, as if he had experienced endless ages.

The strangest thing was his pair of eyes, which were lifeless ice blue.

A Profound Immortal powerhouse!

But Su Mo sensed that the Cultivator's condition didn't seem very good, and he appeared to be using the cold pool to suppress the injuries within his body.

Seeing the appearance of the old man, the five people, including Mid-stage True Immortal, showed expressions of awe and anticipation.

The Profound Immortal old man's cold blue eyes slowly rotated, finally settling on Su Mo.

An indifferent and merciless voice rang out:

"Seven types of dao rhyme... not bad..."

Mid-stage True Immortal spoke next:

"Senior, the person has been brought. Regarding the promise you made earlier..."

The Profound Immortal old man's blue eyes glanced indifferently at Mid-stage True Immortal, and he slightly lifted a withered finger.

Whoosh!

By the cold pool, a stalk of heavenly frost ice soul flower emitting pure dao rhyme snapped in response, transforming into a blue stream of light that flew in front of Mid-stage True Immortal.