71: Chapter 71 Lesser Cold Realm

Seven days later, the Floating Heaven Palace issued a decree allowing Lin Yuan, one of the Top Ten Disciples, to enter the Mysterious Realm for three months of cultivation.

A Grand Elder who rarely concerned himself with worldly affairs descended and led him to the entrance of the Mysterious Realm.

The two arrived at the deepest part of the Qingyun Mountain Range, where a massive lake lay. The lake water, however, was not calm; it swirled violently around a bronze pillar in the center, forming a colossal whirlpool.

The entrance to the Mysterious Realm was at the bottom of this whirlpool.

The Grand Elder cautioned, "Although you have already looked through the information beforehand, I must still remind you. The Xiaohan Realm is not a safe place; it is filled with dangers. If you feel your life is threatened, do not hesitate to crush the jade talisman immediately, and the power of the Formation will teleport you out."

Lin Yuan nodded.

"Thank you for the reminder, Elder."

"Mm. Cultivate diligently, and do not let down the Sect Master's painstaking efforts."

The Grand Elder stood by, stroking his beard, and did not accompany Lin Yuan any further.

Lin Yuan walked to the center of the lake and jumped into the whirlpool.

At first, he faced a spiraling waterway leading downward, which was so narrow that it could only accommodate one person.

After moving forward another few hundred meters and passing through some kind of barrier, the view before him suddenly opened up.

A vast, boundless ice field lay before him, stretching out to the endless distance.

The sky was perpetually gloomy, and fierce winds howled, carrying snow as thick as goose feathers, obscuring the surroundings. Ordinary people would only be able to see a few meters in front of them.

This was the Mysterious Realm controlled by the Liuyun Sect: the Xiaohan Realm.

Lin Yuan took a deep breath and gave his assessment.

"Even the air is sweet."

This meant that the concentration of Spiritual Qi in the Xiaohan Realm far exceeded that of the outside world, at least tenfold or more.

Here, whether one was practicing Internal Skill or tempering Martial Skill, everything was faster than in the outside world; it was a rare blessed land.

"There are some special nodes within the Xiaohan Realm where the Spiritual Qi concentration can reach a hundred or even a thousand times that of the outside world! I should find these places first."

Lin Yuan recalled the information and began to act, moving at high speed across the boundless ice field.

Thanks to his extraordinary eyesight, the blizzard could not hinder his vision. Half an hour later, he found an excellent location.

He saw more than a dozen ice pillars towering in the shaded side of an iceberg. Below the ice pillars was a cold pool from which cold air, almost condensed into a solid form, drifted and gathered around the ice pillars.

The Spiritual Qi there was so dense that it was almost liquefying into water droplets.

Lin Yuan flew over and claimed the best ice pillar. He sat cross-legged and silently circulated the Ten Thousand Methods Melting Furnace Scripture, swallowing massive amounts of Spiritual Qi.

Every minute that passed was equivalent to swallowing a Green Origin Pill.

His cultivation at the sixth level of the True Aperture, which he had just broken through, was rapidly solidified, and he began to sprint toward the next stage.

The "Primordial Spirit Manifestation" skill just released by the System also allowed his Spirit Refining martial arts, which had been stagnant for a long time, to make huge progress, changing almost in an instant.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a rustling sound came from around him, and more than a dozen figures appeared from nowhere, occupying the other ice pillars.

Since they did not come to disturb him, Lin Yuan could not be bothered to pay attention to them, and both sides peacefully absorbed the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

It was not until three hours later that chaotic footsteps were suddenly heard from afar, accompanied by the loud voices of some ill-mannered individuals.

"Cousin, look, there is a spiritual spring erupting ahead!"

"Oh? It really is. A spiritual spring of this quality is rare even in the entire Xiaohan Realm. It will serve perfectly as our temporary base."

"There seems to be someone on it."

"So what if there is someone? They are all unfamiliar faces, no need to care. Just take whichever one you like, I've got everything covered."

"Got it."

Several figures used their light movement techniques to ascend to the tops of the ice pillars.

One of them, who was exceptionally tall and burly, had just stood firmly on a pillar when he immediately stared coldly at the person originally sitting on it and said icily.

"Get lost! I want this spot."

The person originally sitting on the pillar's face turned extremely ugly, and he stiffened his neck as he said, "You, you must at least be reasonable; it is clear that we were here first. Besides, there are other ice pillars nearby, the number is definitely enough."

"Reason? Let me tell you what reason is."

The tall, burly man sneered.

"This is it!"

He suddenly threw a jab, slamming it into the face of the person originally sitting on the ice pillar.

The powerful force of the punch instantly broke through that person's protective True Qi, sending him flying over a thousand meters away, his life or death unknown.

The others saw this and their expressions changed; they dared not argue anymore and quickly scrammed.

On all the ice pillars, only Lin Yuan remained, sitting cross-legged and motionless.

"Hmm? There is still one who isn't afraid of death."

The burly man smiled coldly and jumped onto the pillar where Lin Yuan was. Just as he was about to make a move, he saw Lin Yuan open his eyes.

Heavens, what kind of eyes were those?

Carrying three parts indifference, three parts impatience, and four parts killing intent.

These eyes instantly seized the burly man's mind, plunging him into endless hallucinations.

The burly man seemed to see Lin Yuan's pupils gradually turning crimson, as if in the next moment, scorching rays of light would shoot out from them, cutting him in half!

He was scared to tears!

"Get lost!"

Lin Yuan slowly spat out a single word, but the sound was like a muffled thunder, roaring in the burly man's ears.

At the same time, he seemed to have been struck by an unknown attack; his body stumbled, and he flew backward for hundreds of meters!

The others watched this scene in horror.

Because in their eyes, Lin Yuan had made no move at all; he had neither swung a fist nor circulated any True Qi. He had simply looked at the burly man, and the man was sent flying.

What kind of thing was this?

A true hero killing with their eyes?

This is too un-martial!!

The burly man climbed up from the ground, wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Lin Yuan, who was sitting upright on the ice pillar, his body erupting with powerful True Qi.

His younger brother was terrified, his face turning pale.

Big brother, what are you doing? Please, don't start a fight!

"...Fine, I'll get lost."

Fortunately, after saying this tough-sounding sentence, the burly man left without looking back.

The others breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly followed behind him.

After walking a thousand meters, the burly man suddenly began to run wildly across the ice field, and he did not dare to stop until he had run for more than half an hour.

Looking at the ice pillars hidden in the blizzard behind him, his face immediately collapsed.

Mom, that scared the hell out of me!

...

Watching the burly man and his group leave, Lin Yuan first nodded, then shook his head.

He nodded because he had finally cultivated the "Imperial Source Ten Thousand Methods Wisdom Scripture" to the realm of proficiency, and three visualization diagrams had condensed in his Sea of Consciousness between his eyebrows.

This Spirit Refining martial art did not disappoint him; it was very powerful. What he had just used was a Spirit Refining martial art called "Startling Tribulation," and he had defeated a seventh-level True Aperture Martial Artist using only fifty percent of his power.

If he had put in a little more effort, he could have killed him directly just now, and no one would even have known how he died!

He shook his head because the speed was too slow. He needed to Cultivate Spirit Refining martial arts and temper his True Qi; three months was simply not enough time to break through to the ninth level of the True Aperture.

Was there a place that could cater to both?

After thinking about it, eh, there is, brother, there is.

The forbidden land located in the core area of the Xiaohan Realm: Mirror Lake!

It is said that this place possesses a special power that can combine the remnant souls of those who died unjustly with Spiritual Qi, generating a formless and invisible monster called a Wraith Demon.

It is extremely hostile to all living things; whenever a living person approaches, it will possess them and inflict a powerful mental attack.

If a Martial Artist can hold on and break through its illusions, they can obtain its essence and energy, thereby increasing their cultivation.

Of course, the mental attack is very dangerous; if one is not careful, they will be completely trapped within it and become a cripple.

But isn't this exactly suitable for the current Lin Yuan?

It is simply a treasure land of cultivation carefully prepared for him by the heavens.

Wraith Demon, I want you to assist me in my cultivation!