Chapter 411: Chapter 417: Ice! (Third update)

Seeing Yang Zhen’s reaction, Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er both looked shocked, the Sun Shadow and Moon Shadow swords appeared simultaneously in their hands, the swords sang to the heavens!

“Kid, what happened to you, did somebody hit you?” The Despicable Cat looked at Yang Zhen with uncertainty, its eyes widened and its face full of surprise.

Yang Zhen’s Spirit Soul wasn’t complete at the moment, and if something unexpected happened, it might never be able to restore its damaged Spirit

Soul, which would be quite terrible.

Under everyone’s vigilant and worried gaze, Yang Zhen slowly opened his eyes and took a long breath, “Damn, what a strange place.

“Did you find it?” Hua Youyue’s expression shuddered, and she hurriedly asked,

“Where is it, what’s there?”

Han Yan’er was also looking at Yang Zhen with eager eyes, waiting for Yang

Zhen to speak.

Yang Zhen pondered for a moment and said, “I found it, but that place is quite special, you two… might not be able to get in!”

“Why?” Both women asked in unison.

Yang Zhen had a strange look on his face, “That place is indeed extremely cold, and just for that reason, it can almost freeze the Spirit Soul. With your current power of the Spirit Soul, I’m afraid you won’t be able to bear it.”

Upon hearing this, Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er looked at each other and shook their heads together, speaking in unison, “I can!”

After saying that, both of them looked surprised and looked at each other again.

“Both of you can?” Yang Zhen looked at the two women with uncertainty and said incredulously, “The extremely cold place, once the Spirit Soul is frozen, just like the Sha Clan, entering hibernation, no one can break the seal in that

ghost place.”

The extremely cold place was a unique place in the world. Even though Yang Zhen was prepared, he underestimated the chilliness of the extremely cold place.

Although Yang Zhen’s Spirit Soul was incomplete, it was still extraordinarily powerful, and it was attached with the divine consciousness of Yang Zhen. Therefore, wherever Yang Zhen’s Spirit Soul went, it was as if Yang Zhen was there himself.

“My Spirit Soul is rather special!” Hua Youyue began.

“I have the Star Art Chapter of the Heavenly Book, which includes a method for tempering the Spirit Soul. My Spirit Soul… is also rather special!” Han Yan’er explained with a strange look.

“Both are special?” Now Yang Zhen was really surprised. He could understand the young lady’s special Spirit Soul since she evolved from an epiphyllum seed. What surprised Yang Zhen was that Han Yan’er’s Star Art Chapter not only contained flashy formulas but also a method for tempering the Spirit Soul, which was a must-have for academic overachievers.

“In that case, let’s go in together.” Yang Zhen nodded.

As for the Despicable Cat and Sao Chicken, Yang Zhen didn’t want to bother with them.

There’s no need to talk about the Despicable Cat, a creature that had survived for tens of thousands of years, its Spirit Soul power was unknown how powerful it was, even the Sao Chicken was mostly a mystery, with the Golden Crow Fire being exceptionally fierce, its Spirit Soul power shouldn’t be too bad either.

What a weird combination this was!

Yang Zhen couldn’t help feeling a little sentimental!

You can’t judge a book by its cover or measure the depth of the ocean, the Despicable Cat and Sao Chicken, such unattractive creatures, were far superior to those self-proclaimed geniuses.

The extremely cold place was at the deepest part of the ice cave, and it had to go down for an unknown distance. Yang Zhen’s Spirit Soul had almost not reached there.

It was like a small word, the whole body was like jade, it looked crystal clear, a hint of misty aura lingered within, it was beautiful!

As soon as Yang Zhen’s Spirit Soul power probed into it, it was taken aback and almost couldn’t pull back.

This was not because Yang Zhen’s Spirit Soul power couldn’t withstand the extreme cold of the place. On one hand, Yang Zhen was wounded in soul, making him somewhat impotent. On the other hand, his Spirit Soul power had been spread too wide, and by the time he reached the frozen land, he barely had anything left.

Nearly lost another piece of Spirit Soul!

When Yang Zhen and his group arrived at the frozen land, they soon realized they had underestimated this very unique realm.

This was a natural extreme realm formed between heaven and earth. It was like the heart of the earth, filled with endless waves of fire essence, a place coveted by countless fire essence practitioners. But there was no one who could withstand such horrific temperature.

Similar was the frozen land, a place where the extremity of the cold qi between heaven and earth had converged.

“This place is too cold, how can such a cold place exist?

The snobbish cat cursed and complained as it all but turned into a sphere. The Sao Chicken, not bothering to preen its eternally ragged feathers, also huddled behind Yang Zhen.

“Are you sure this ghostly place has a Creation and Transformation Stalactite Shoot exist?” Yang Zhen was shivering as he turned to look at Hua Youyue behind him. For some reason, he was freezing into a popsicle, while Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er seemed to be perfectly normal.

Hua Youyue just nodded and replied, “Creation and Transformation Stalactite Shoots are formed from the extreme cold qi of heaven and earth. What I m worried about is not whether it exists here, but even if we find it, whether you can bear the horrific cold qi erosion.”

Yang Zhen rubbed his hands together, held them to his mouth and blew on them, his teeth chattering uncontrollably as he attempted to speak, “Don’t worry, there is no food in this world that yours truly, the Sao Saint, can’t swallow.”

The snobbish cat scoffed at his words, “Kid, stop bragging. If there aren’t any foods that you can’t eat, what am I supposed to be?”

Dignified, the snobbish cat fixed its gaze on Yang Zhen, rolled its eyes and continued,”In this world, aside from the glutton who would eat shit, there’s not a thing that I admit to fearing!”

Yang Zhen gave the cat a stare in disbelief, a look of disdain on his face, “Don’t act so brashly, there’s plenty you can’t eat in this world. In fact, there are many things you wouldn’t dare even lick!”

Upon hearing that, the snobbish cat and the Sao Chicken turned to look at Yang Zhen with disgust.

Yang Zhen was furious, “Dammit, what kind of look is that? What do you think the Sao Saint would have you lick?”

“Isn’t it crap?” The snobbish cat snorted at him.

Yang Zhen clicked his tongue in amazement, “Even if you want to eat it, don’t. Stay away from me within a thousand steps. I bet there’s something nearby that you dare not lick.”

The snobbish cat was immediately infuriated, glanced around, and hollered, “Damn it! I really won’t accept this. Tell me, what around here wouldn’t I dare to lick? As long as it isn’t something revolting, I’ll lick it right now for you.” The Sao Chicken eagerly watched the argument while even Hau Youyue and Han Yan’er shared a glance, curious.

The surroundings were all ice, sparkling and translucent, there seemed to be nothing else. Both women were extremely curious when Yang Zhen claimed that there was indeed something that the snobbish cat wouldn’t dare to lick.

Could it be this ice that Yang Zhen was referring to?

Just as this idea came up, Yang Zhen pointed at the ice in front of them, confidently stating, “Exactly this. You wouldn’t dare to lick anything I point to!”

The snobbish cat cackled, walking and claiming, “Kid, this frozen land is formed by extremely pure ice qi. A lick could replenish a lot of True Essence. It’s something that others can only yearn for, yet you dare to claim I wouldn’t lick it! I’ll lick it right now…lick…damn it, my tongue…quick, you scoundrel, what did you do to me?”

Yang Zhen burst out laughing as he walked circles around the snobbish cat, highly amused, “So you really can’t lick ice.

But as he continued laughing, Yang Zhen’s face gradually turned dumbfounded.

If you can’t lick ice or iron in winter, wouldn’t he be frozen solid the moment he ate the Creation and Transformation Stalactite Shoot?