Chapter 536: Devouring Cold Ant
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"We finally made it, Lu Dao-friend, you've worked hard." Including Chi Yun Sang, they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. At this moment, it seemed as if they had escaped some kind of restraint, in stark contrast to their previous caution and reserve. They were rarely so open and joyful.
Lu Xia Tian also let out a breath of relief at the same time, instinctively feeling that things probably wouldn't be simple. Judging from Chi Yun Sang's performance, her understanding of this ethereal palace was probably far beyond everyone else. Even the Hui Ling Ye that had previously confused the Blue Vine Tree Spirit was extraordinary. Chi Yun Sang alone was fine, but Yang Cui Yun from Tian Hai Ge was also there, it was absolutely impossible to be a coincidence.
"Did the Equatorial friend discover something" Yang Cuicun blinked with a pair of seemingly turbid yet shrewd eyes.
"It's just that after walking the Qingzang Ancient Road, my mood suddenly lifted. Where could I talk about any discoveries If I had to say there was one, it would probably be that after walking this Qingzang Ancient Road, we might have entered the realm of the Misty Hall. Besides this most difficult area to break through, although there are still many dangers inside, they should not be as difficult as they are now." Chi Yun Sang said.
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“Although things may not be as strict as before in other places, we still need to be careful. Once we get close to the treasure, we might encounter other traps and even powerful monsters.” Yang Cuicun said.
"Quiet, someone's coming!" As several people were about to speak, Chi Yun Sang suddenly changed expression and reminded everyone.
Everyone was startled. They had gone through countless hardships to get here, and they hadn't expected to encounter other cultivators. Chi Yun Sang, with the highest cultivation level, was the first to notice the approaching cultivators. Everyone carefully concealed themselves. After a moment, a group of seven male and female white-clad cultivators flew overhead, followed by several powerful auras. Lu Xia Tian completely suppressed his own aura, but after a few breaths, dozens of powerful auras, as large as half an adult, with a body length of several feet, and looking unusually strong purple flying ants vibrated their wings. The mouths of those flying ants emitted wisps of cold air, and even the cultivators hundreds of meters below could feel a bone-chilling coldness, "Devouring Cold Demon Ants!"
Moreover, there were still over a hundred of them, led by a monstrous eighth-order head ant. The others had all reached the seventh rank or higher. Everyone's complexion turned ugly. It seemed that walking through Qingzhan Ancient Road was not safe either. Instead, it became even more dangerous, just no longer as difficult to walk as before. But the danger in front of them, once encountered, was almost a dead end. Over a hundred seven-rank or higher Frostbite Demon Ants were enough for their group to encounter and be swallowed up, leaving nothing behind.
The Frostbiting Demon Ants were extremely fast. As their wings fluttered, they split into several paths, with one path being the strongest and fastest. Tens of them, led by a powerful Eighth Rank Frostbiting Demon Ant, had already surrounded the cultivators in front.
The large blob of white vapor came directly from the mouth of the Frostbite Demon Ant.
“Hurry, unleash the strongest attack!” The leading middle-aged cultivator in white robes sounded both anxious and irritated. He slapped his spirit beast bag, a flash of white light passing through, and out flew a green-winged demon sparrow, flapping its wings. This green-winged demon sparrow was no weakling, also an incredibly rare eighth-rank spirit bird. It wasn't inferior to those frost-devouring demon ants at all.
A middle-aged man in white, riding on the back of a green feathered demon sparrow, spat out an ancient brown small clock from his mouth. It surged with the wind and charged headfirst toward the biting cold demon ants.
Other white-clothed cultivators also hastily summoned their own weapons, using the ancient bronze bell as a spearhead, forming a triangular formation, and charging forward recklessly.
> However, the frost-white breath spat out by those Chilling Devouring Ants had quickly spread to a radius of nearly a hundred meters, and the white mist was growing thicker. When the magic weapons came into contact with the white mist, the frost-white qi climbed onto them at a visible speed. Lu Xia Tian dodged far away, he could even feel that the few magic weapons were trembling slightly because of the extreme cold.
In fact, the magical artifact itself wouldn't feel cold. It was the few white-clad cultivators' divine senses attached to it that truly felt the chill.
It wasn't just the magic artifacts; even the white-clothed cultivators touched by the icy breath suddenly slowed to a crawl. In the blink of an eye, the frost-white cold air enveloped all the magic artifacts.
And the other two Frostbite Hornets were also starting to swarm closer. They too exhaled massive clouds of white vapor, which lingered in the wind and seemed to spread out according to the Frostbite Hornets' control.
“I’m freezing! I can’t take it anymore.” A white-haired monk in white robes, his hair now completely white from the chilling frost energy surrounding him, was trembling violently. His body shivered uncontrollably due to the intense cold. The protective spiritual shield around him was crumbling under the onslaught of the frosty energy.
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“Ah!” The white-clad elder, the weakest in cultivation, didn't even have time to let out a scream. Once his mana was depleted, those seemingly gentle and ethereal frost-white breaths climbed onto the white-clad elder’s body. A thick layer of ice crystals formed around him, and in the blink of an eye, the white-clad elder transformed into a gigantic humanoid ice sculpture suspended in mid-air. Through the transparent ice crystal, one could still see the terror frozen on the face of the white-clad elder.
“Brother Dong, quickly, break the Yang!” The other several white-clothed cultivators at this time were all hysterically shouting.
“Alright! Let’s make a full-strength attack together and break through these demonic obstacles!” The white-clothed Dong surname middle-aged man at the front responded with a voice, clasped his hands together, and a powerful magical power rippled from him, its might not being much lower than that of Chi Yun Sang. He was also a Golden Core late stage cultivator.
Several other white-robed cultivators looked up and let out long, mournful wails. Their violent magical power surged around them, taking on a desperate posture.
As the mana circulated, surging ever higher, the magical implements on their bodies vibrated, emitting a dazzling white light. Du Bu Xian You Sheng
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The light converged, like a wave formed by the gathering of countless sunbeams, pulsating forward. The white frost-like energy, struck by this radiance, finally lost its order, resembling a sudden tempest on the surface of a calm mist pool.
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However, the thirty or so Frostbite Ants at the front weren't to be underestimated. Each let out a shriek, and more frost-white energy poured from their mouths, blocking the light wave once again. The two forces clashed. Although the combined attack of several white-clad cultivators was extraordinary, they were ultimately facing several times their number of Frostbite Ants. In an instant, the already pale faces turned crimson.
But at this time, a gleam of gloom flashed in the eyes of the most powerful middle-aged man surnamed Dong. His figure moved, and he actually broke away from the group of his fellow disciples. The opposite Frostbiting Demon Ants were naturally not good at being polite either. They each spit out a plume of white frost to block the middle-aged man surnamed Dong, but the middle-aged man surnamed Dong had a cruel expression on his face. A green light flashed, and the Green Plume Demon Sparrow previously blocked the attack of the white frost qi. The middle-aged man surnamed Dong let out a roar, and there was a crackling sound all over his body. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man surnamed Dong's figure shrank drastically, becoming only the size of a seven or eight-year-old child, but his speed increased sharply. Taking advantage of the Green Plume Demon Sparrow blocking in front, he shot out of the attack range of the Frostbiting Demon Ants.
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