diskusbooks Chapter 130 Beneath the Ice Plains, the Day of the Divine War
Chapter 130 Beneath the Ice Plains, the Day of the Divine War
I bid farewell to the night watchmen of Tianhe City.
Li Jie headed north alone, and the further he got from Tianhe City, the harsher his environment became.
After crossing a snow-covered mountain forest.
A desolate, icy wasteland, seemingly forgotten by the world, came into Li Jie's view.
I don't know why, but Commander Ye and Xian'er are both keen to send me to this godforsaken place for training, saying it's a matter of fate.
The environment here really can't compare to that paradise on the east coast.
So, in the end, Li Jie convinced himself with the thought that "since I'm already here."
Although I have internal energy protecting me, the temperature here is still too low.
The sky over the North is always gloomy, with thick, leaden-gray clouds hanging very low.
Occasionally, a few pale rays of sunlight would try to pierce through the clouds and shine down, but it was only a drop in the ocean. The faint light was swallowed up by the cold as soon as it touched the ground.
The deeper you go, the stronger the feeling of coldness becomes.
Li Jie looked up and saw an invisible barrier standing like an insurmountable chasm on the distant mountain peaks.
A thick, gray fog surged and billowed beyond that formidable barrier.
Upon seeing the mist, Li Jie understood; it seemed this was the northernmost part of the Great Xia Dynasty.
"Xian'er, are you sure this is it?"
Without any reference points or targets, Li Jie could only ask Xian'er in his mind.
"It's not far. There's a glacier three miles to the east, and at its bottom is an entrance to an underground space. Call me when we get there."
"Such a detailed description? Have you been here before?"
Upon hearing Li Jie's question, Xian'er's voice seemed to carry a hint of languor.
"I've never been here, but her aura emanates from there."
"You mentioned her when we were at the fasting place, so who exactly is this 'her'?"
"........"
When Li Jie continued the conversation and asked more questions, Xian'er seemed to have fallen asleep and there was no further news.
With no other options, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go find the glacier located three miles to the east.
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As they drew closer, through the thick fog, Li Jie finally found the glacier that Xian'er had mentioned.
When he found the entrance at the bottom and went inside, a warm feeling wafted from inside the passageway.
"This place...is strange..."
"What's so strange about it? Why are you so suspicious every time we go somewhere?"
After reaching the bottom of the ice layer, Xian'er's graceful body floated out from Li Jie's dantian.
She looked at the wary white-haired boy with a reproachful gaze, and said helplessly.
"Don't worry... there's no danger."
“But…” Li Jie wanted to retort, but at that moment a thought emanated from the Zhuxian Sword.
Ancient and complex memories flooded Li Jie's mind.
Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, his eyes blankly sifting through the complex memories.
Xian'er yawned boredly and spoke.
"You idiot, this is what happens when you don't listen!"
"I originally planned to instill these memories in you after you grew a bit more, but you have just too many problems..."
"So, why don't you sleep here for a while?"
Having said that, she raised her slender hand and beckoned, and the Zhuxian Sword floated out from Li Jie's inner sea.
Xian'er, wielding her sword, carved out a small cave in the ice passageway, just big enough for Li Jie to lie down in.
She held her longsword behind her, and with a gentle wave of her left hand, a soft sword aura lifted Li Jie's body and placed him into the cave.
Just as Xian'er was about to continue walking down the ice field...
A similarly cold voice rang in her ear.
"Sister, could you please be a little quieter? Releasing sword energy in this passageway, are you trying to tear this icy plain apart?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a woman whose appearance resembled Xian'er by seven or eight points floated out from the thousand-year-old ice layer.
"That's because he's too annoying. I had no choice but to let him sleep for a while."
Upon seeing the newcomer, Xian'er chuckled softly and lightly touched the ground with her toes, then floated up into the air.
Every now and then, he would pull the fairy in blue into his arms.
"Xiao Jue...long time no see..."
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When the memories sealed within the Immortal Execution Sword flooded into Li Jie's mind like a tidal wave, he felt a sudden jolt in his head, and his entire spirit seemed to be instantly pulled by a powerful force, plunging him into the chaotic and vast primordial world.
In an instant, countless bizarre, dazzling, and mesmerizing scenes rushed past, as if trying to shatter and devour his soul.
After an unknown amount of time, when the dazzling lights and shadows finally dissipated, Li Jie suddenly came to his senses and was shocked to find that his soul had transformed into the legendary battlefield of the gods from a hundred years ago.
Looking up, the world seemed to be engulfed in endless rage, with vast divine power surging and churning like a raging tide. Wherever that immense aura reached, towering mountains crumbled with a deafening roar, boulders flew, and billowing dust soared into the heavens.
The vast and boundless sea seemed to be boiling, surging wildly, with waves as big as mountains, crashing against the broken land in layers, making a deafening roar.
Just as Li Jie was filled with shock, a pure white light suddenly appeared in the sky.
The light was dazzling and brilliant, as if it had gathered the purest spiritual power in the world. It pierced through layers of void at an unimaginable speed, and was projected straight down from the heavens. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, and ripples appeared.
On the day of Wu, an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face, dressed in plain clothes, appeared in mid-air.
With a flick of his sleeve, four beams of light—white, blue, red, and purple—shot out in all four directions.
Upon closer inspection, the old man in plain clothes was none other than Yuanshi Tianzun, whom Li Jie had met once before.
Is Xian'er... taking me back to that divine war a hundred years ago?
Li Jie recognized the aura emanating from that white stream of light; it was the Immortal Execution Sword, which he had refined into his natal flying sword.
So, does that mean the remaining three beams of light are the other three immortal swords that make up the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?
Before he could think further, a mysterious aura suddenly appeared in the battlefield of the gods.
Above the heavens, the Primordial Celestial Venerable stood proudly, and before anyone knew it, he had pulled a round compass from his sleeve.
His gaze was cold and sharp as he surveyed the chaotic battlefield below.
Immediately afterwards, he raised the compass in his hand high, muttering something under his breath.
In an instant, golden edicts flew from his lips.
The edict, seemingly imbued with the supreme majesty of the Heavenly Dao, transformed into tangible golden runes, swirling and hovering in the air.
Suddenly, the eyes of the Primordial Celestial Venerable narrowed, and the compass in his hand shone brightly.
The four swords of Zhuxian that he had previously thrown out and which were positioned in the four directions of east, west, south and north suddenly shone brightly, their sword energy crisscrossing!
The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, activate!
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