122: The herb is in hand

In the icy valley of the Far North, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

The members of Beyond Heaven looked grave, staring intently at the old man before them who was emitting a powerful ice-attribute aura.

The ice-attribute energy constantly condensing in the old man's hands seemed to freeze the very air, and the breath exhaled by everyone instantly turned into frost.

"Take my final strike!" the old man shouted, and the ice-attribute energy condensing in his hands, resembling a massive ice ball, shot rapidly toward the members of Beyond Heaven.

Wherever the ice ball passed, space seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind black cracks.

"Everyone, attack together! Block it with everything you have!" Cold Edge shouted, taking the lead to circulate his full cultivation power.

His long sword shone brilliantly as he thrust it toward the ice ball.

Other Martial Artists also unleashed their strongest Cultivation Techniques. For a moment, various lights flickered, and Sword Qi and palm winds whistled toward the ice ball.

"Boom!" The ice ball collided with everyone's attacks, erupting with an earth-shattering roar.

The powerful shockwave kicked up a storm of ice shards, sweeping up the surrounding snow and ice.

The icy valley echoed with deafening rumbles, and everyone felt a mountain-toppling force rushing toward them, causing them to be knocked backward one after another.

Cold Edge spat out blood and fell heavily to the ground.

However, his eyes were firm, and he endured the pain to look at his companions.

He saw that most of them were injured, their faces showing signs of fatigue, but everyone's eyes revealed an unyielding spirit.

"You juniors, to be able to withstand this move of mine, you do have some skill." The old man looked at them, a trace of approval flashing in his eyes.

"Get up. You may take the ice spirit grass."

"Many thanks, Senior!" Cold Edge stood up with difficulty and cupped his hands in a salute to the old man.

Everyone was overjoyed; although they had paid a heavy price, they had finally obtained the ice spirit grass.

A Martial Artist carefully walked into the ice cave, plucked the ice spirit grass, and placed it into a specially made jade box.

As soon as the ice spirit grass was in hand, a refreshing icy chill spread out, making everyone feel invigorated.

"Senior, may I ask why you were guarding this ice spirit grass alone?" Cold Edge asked curiously.

The old man sighed slightly and said, "This ice spirit grass was planted by an old friend of mine. Before he passed away, he entrusted me to guard this plant and wait for the fated person."

"I observe that you are single-mindedly working for the safety of Jianghu and opposing the Crimson Flame Tribe, so you must be the fated people he spoke of."

"So that is how it is. Thank you for your trust, Senior." Cold Edge saluted again.

"Enough, you may go. I hope this ice spirit grass can help you break the fire power of the Crimson Flame Tribe." The old man waved his hand.

The members of Beyond Heaven did not dare to delay and quickly left the icy valley with the ice spirit grass.

Along the way, they quickened their pace, traveling day and night, rushing toward Tianwaitian Headquarters.

Back at Tianwaitian Headquarters, Jun Xiaoyao was anxiously waiting for news about the ice spirit grass.

Intelligence from The Net indicated that the Crimson Flame Tribe's efforts to contact other tribes in the Southern Frontier were proceeding quite smoothly, and many tribes had already agreed to join them in attacking Beyond Heaven.

"Young Lord, if this continues, the strength of the Crimson Flame Tribe will greatly increase. We must find a way to break their fire power as soon as possible," the Marshal of the Unruly said worriedly.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, his gaze firm. "The ice spirit grass is the key. There should be news from Wu Xingyun soon."

Just then, a scout from The Net hurried over.

"Young Lord, Cold Edge and the others have returned with the ice spirit grass!" the scout reported.

"Good! Let them in immediately!" Jun Xiaoyao was overjoyed.

Before long, Cold Edge and the others entered the meeting hall and presented the jade box containing the ice spirit grass to Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao opened the jade box, and seeing the ice spirit grass, a trace of pleasant surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Wu Xingyun, it's up to you now. Research how to use the ice spirit grass to break the fire power of the Crimson Flame Tribe as soon as possible." Jun Xiaoyao handed the jade box to Wu Xingyun.

"Yes, Young Lord!" Wu Xingyun took the jade box, her eyes filled with confidence. She immediately took the ice spirit grass and headed to her research lab.

Meanwhile, at the Crimson Flame Tribe camp, the injuries of the Crimson Flame King had improved under the careful care of the tribe's Elders.

He looked at the general who came to report, a trace of smugness appearing on his face.

"Very good. Five tribes have already agreed to join us in attacking Beyond Heaven. Once my injuries are fully healed, it will be the end of Beyond Heaven!" The Crimson Flame King clenched his fists, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Leader, according to reports from scouts, Beyond Heaven seems to have obtained an Immortal Plant that can restrain our fire power," the general said worriedly.

"Hmph, an Immortal Plant that can restrain our fire power?" The Crimson Flame King sneered. "Even if they have obtained it, so what? We have united with many tribes in the Southern Frontier, and our strength has greatly increased. How could they possibly withstand us?"

"But, Leader, we should still be cautious," the general advised.

"No need to worry. I have already made arrangements. Before attacking Beyond Heaven, send a team of elites to seize that Immortal Plant." A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the Crimson Flame King's eyes.

"Yes, Leader!" The general took the order and left.

Meanwhile, at Beyond Heaven, Wu Xingyun finally had results after several days of research.

"Young Lord, I have figured out how to use the ice spirit grass." Wu Xingyun came to the meeting hall excitedly to report to Jun Xiaoyao.

"By refining the ice spirit grass into a medicinal liquid and applying it to weapons and defensive facilities, we can effectively neutralize the strange energy in the Crimson Flame Tribe's fire power."

"Moreover, I have discovered that by using Fusion to refine the ice spirit grass with some special Materials into a Medicinal Pill, Martial Artists can increase their resistance to fire power for a certain period after taking it."

"Very good! Arrange for people to refine the medicinal liquid and Medicinal Pills according to your method immediately," Jun Xiaoyao said, overjoyed. "At the same time, strengthen the defenses of the headquarters to prevent the Crimson Flame Tribe from coming to seize the ice spirit grass."

"Yes, Young Lord!" Everyone received their orders and took action quickly.

Ouyezi led the craftsmen to apply the medicinal liquid refined from the ice spirit grass onto weapons and defensive facilities.

For a time, a faint icy chill permeated the headquarters. Meanwhile, the Alchemists were busily refining Medicinal Pills infused with the ice spirit grass.

However, the elite team dispatched by the Crimson Flame Tribe had already quietly set off and was rushing toward Tianwaitian Headquarters.

They moved quickly, like ghosts, weaving through the mountains and forests.

"This mission is of vital importance. We must seize back that Immortal Plant. If we succeed, the Leader will surely reward us heavily," the team leader said in a low voice, greed flashing in his eyes.

Could Beyond Heaven detect the arrival of the Crimson Flame Tribe's elite team?

Could the medicinal liquid and Medicinal Pills refined from the ice spirit grass play a key role in the upcoming battle?

The situation in Jianghu was becoming increasingly tense, a more intense battle was about to unfold, and how would Beyond Heaven deal with these multiple crises?