Chapter 2046

As a former existence from the Immortal World, the shadow naturally knew very well the power of the Dazzling Light Heavenly Crystal Tower. Knowing things were going poorly, he was seized by a desire to fight to the death, and after biting the tip of his tongue, he actually opened his mouth and spat out several clusters of essence blood.

As soon as these essence blood clusters left his mouth, they transformed with a *rumbling* sound into raging crimson flames, then flashed and transformed into several crimson flame pythons, each over ten *zhang* long, which bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they pounced toward the crystal ice tower.

The shadow knew very well that as long as the flame pythons he had catalyzed using Immortal World secret techniques could slightly hold off the ice tower, the Blood-Dripping Poria Flower would be able to completely dissolve the previous freezing and fully unleash its power.

By then, with the blood flower's power fully unleashed, even the Dazzling Light Heavenly Crystal Tower would be unable to suppress it.

However, this action of the shadow seemed to have fallen completely into the white-robed old man's calculations.

He only let out a cold laugh!

The blue orb at the top of the ice tower suddenly spun on its own, and with a loud, piercing sound of breaking through the air, several blue light beams the thickness of a thumb sprayed out from the orb, and after a flash, they struck the flame pythons with lightning speed.

A *hissing* sound erupted.

Those blue light beams contained some unknown, terrifying power; the several giant flame pythons, which appeared ferocious, were instantly extinguished upon contact, transforming into wisps of green smoke.

The shadow's expression changed drastically, and just as he wanted to unleash other divine abilities, he had no time left.

The hundred-plus *zhang* tall ice tower had already brought a large expanse of cold light and pressed the blood-colored giant flower, along with the shadow, underneath it in a flash.

A strange light flashed on the crystal surface of the ice tower, and countless golden runes surged from each level, shooting downward like a torrential rain.

The momentum was truly astonishing!

At the same time, the white-robed old man's half-figure also appeared clearly at the top of the tower, and without the slightest hesitation, he let out a sharp shout:

"What are you few still stunned for? Hurry and urge the Demon-Trapping Great Array to assist me in completely sealing this great enemy of our race."

The object of the white-robed old man's words was naturally those eight Spirit Race members who had just been like frightened birds.

At this moment, when these eight Spirit Race members saw that the ice tower had suppressed the blood-colored giant flower's self-detonation restriction, they were naturally filled with both surprise and joy. Hearing the old man's words, they immediately felt a jolt in their hearts and returned with their escape lights.

After their figures flickered, the eight Spirit Race members reappeared around the magic array, once again holding the array disks and urging them.

Immediately, runes surged within the array, and the previously somewhat collapsing rune chains condensed again one by one, flashing around the ice tower to form a giant net that covered everything below.

At the same time, the giant ice tower also began to swell and shrink amidst a humming sound.

Layers of crystal mysterious ice crazily condensed from the surface of the giant tower.

The magic array below flashed incessantly amidst the humming sound, as if echoing the ice tower.

In just a few breaths, the ice tower unimaginably transformed into a giant ice peak thousands of *zhang* tall, sealing the entire magic array along with the rune chains of various colors together.

As for the shadow and that giant blood flower, they were naturally at the core of the ice seal.

Seeing this situation, the eight Spirit Race members who had been urging the magic array finally let out a long sigh of relief, their faces revealing expressions of wild joy.

And just at this moment, the white-robed old man's expression remained exceptionally gloomy, and he ordered the eight Spirit Race members below in an unquestionable tone:

"Listen well, although I have used my original body to seal this great enemy, that Blood-Dripping Poria Flower is a rare flower found only in the Immortal World; I fear it will take over ten thousand years to slowly dissolve its power. Before that, you must not move this peak by even half a point, and my primordial spirit cannot leave my original body too far, or there will be endless trouble! To be safe, you must immediately set up several more restriction arrays nearby to seal my original body and the Demon-Trapping Array with another layer. In this way, it will be foolproof. Once I have completely dissolved that Blood-Dripping Poria Flower, I can move the ice peak to a place of Nine Underworld Earth Fire and slowly refine its true soul into a pill. During this time when I cannot be distracted, all matters in the race will be decided jointly by the Elder Council. You must ensure our race survives this demonic tribulation! As long as we survive this great tribulation, the prosperity of our race will be just around the corner."

"Obey, Lord Spirit King!" Upon hearing this, the eight Spirit Race members immediately knelt down and answered with extreme respect.

Following that, they put away the array disks in their hands, and after the spiritual light on their bodies flashed, they each transformed into a long rainbow and fled outward to pass on the orders.

In the blink of an eye, only the white-robed old man's lonely figure remained at the ice peak.

"You really think that by relying on this incomplete Dazzling Light Heavenly Crystal Tower, you can seal this envoy! Once I exhaust the cold air of this tower, let's see what you have left to seal me with!"

A low, rumbling roar from the shadow suddenly issued from beneath the ice peak.

"Hmph, worthy of being someone who descended from the Upper Realm. You actually saw through the incompleteness of my original body at a glance. But even so, do you think you are still a True Immortal possessing infinite divine abilities? With your current cultivation, wanting to exhaust the cold air of my original body is a daydream. But your true soul power is indeed kept strong enough that you can still speak under such suppression. However, you only have this little bit of time left with your sanity intact." The white-robed old man lowered his head and glanced at the bottom of the ice peak, then snorted and said.

"What does that mean? I don't believe the Lower Realm could have any means to seal even my sanity." The shadow's voice sank slightly, appearing completely unconvinced.

"The means of the Lower Realm are indeed difficult to completely seal true soul power, but what if what I am using is not a means of the Lower Realm!"

The white-robed old man let out a cold laugh, then grabbed into the void with one hand, and a talisman emitting wisps of cold light strangely flashed and appeared between his fingers.

This talisman was also crystal clear, as if condensed from cold ice, but its surface was inscribed with dense golden runes.

If Han Li were here, he would recognize at a glance that these runes were the golden seal scripts unique to the Immortal World.

"What a pity for this item; using it now means I'll have one less trump card when facing enemies in the future."

The white-robed old man looked at the talisman, his facial muscles twitching to reveal an expression of heartache, but after muttering a few words, he gritted his teeth and flicked his wrist.

The talisman immediately let out a loud boom, transforming into a cluster of golden light that shot toward the ice peak below.

With a flash, the golden light seemed to have no physical form as it submerged into the ice peak.

At this moment, the white-robed old man pinched magic formulas with both hands and began to chant solemnly.

Immediately, a golden halo resembling a scorching sun appeared within the ice peak, and then, after spinning, all the light converged, transforming into a giant rune the size of a *mu*, shining with golden light, and silently fell like a meteor toward the bottom.

"What are you doing... No, it is, you still have an Immortal World talisman..." The shadow below immediately sensed the anomaly within the ice peak and lost his voice.

But that giant golden rune flashed and disappeared, fiercely submerging into the magic array below.

A loud bang!

The shadow's shouting below suddenly came to an abrupt halt, and it became deathly silent.

The old man was not surprised by this at all; instead, he chanted the magic formula even more urgently.

The next moment, the entire ice peak swayed, and streaks of golden patterns surged from the ice peak, and after wriggling, they finally formed a giant rune, which remained motionless, shining with golden light, imprinted on a smooth ice wall.

And in the white light emitted by the ice peak, wisps of blue light were suddenly mixed in, and the cold air vaguely emitted was even several times denser than before.

The white-robed old man's incantation finally paused and stopped, and his expression relaxed slightly.

At this moment, if one were to look through the bottom of the ice peak, one would discover a handsome youth wearing golden robes, lying unconscious, his entire body covered by rune chains and layers of crystal ice.

On his brow, there was an extra golden pattern identical in shape to the rune on the ice wall.

After the white-robed old man scanned the seal at the bottom with his spiritual sense, he let out a wild laugh of joy, and with a flash of his figure, he vanished into the ice peak.

This great Spirit Race expert naturally did not know that at the same instant the handsome youth below fell unconscious, in another interface far away that could fundamentally not be calculated, a black-faced Daoist priest meditating under a towering tree suddenly opened his eyes with a change in expression.

"What is going on? That fellow disciple has run into trouble; the True Soul Tablet actually has such a large reaction."

The Daoist priest muttered a few words to himself, then suddenly waved his sleeve in front of him. Immediately, a green light flashed, and a miniature pavilion a few inches tall flew out from his sleeve, then after a flash, it expanded to over ten *zhang* tall out of thin air in front of him.

The black-faced Daoist priest moved his figure and walked into the pavilion unhurriedly.

In the hall on the first floor of the pavilion, hundreds of pure white jade tables were placed, and on each table sat over a dozen yellow wooden tablets of the same size.

These wooden tablets were inscribed with dense silver patterns on their surfaces, sitting quietly and motionless on the tables.

After the black-faced Daoist priest's gaze swept over so many jade tables, he raised his eyebrows slightly, his face actually revealing a trace of surprise. He suddenly raised his hand and beckoned toward a rusty giant cauldron in the corner of the hall.

With a *whoosh* sound!

A yellow wooden tablet actually flew out from the cauldron, and after a flash, it landed steadily in the palm of the Daoist priest.

"It is actually this person's true soul that has run into trouble. If that is the case, I cannot ignore it; I must find him!"

The Daoist priest looked at the wooden tablet in his hand, which was flashing with a faint white light. His face was first stunned, but immediately after, it flashed with an uncertain expression.

Han Li hovered high in the sky without moving his hands or feet, but as seventy-two streaks of green light flashed before him, the dozens of pitch-black demonic beasts pouncing toward him were immediately stirred into powder by the sword lights, transforming into a rain of blood that sprinkled down from the sky.

But more demonic beasts pounced over from all directions, covering the sky and earth, each born with scales on their backs and a single horn on their heads.

The green sword light rolled back, and after spinning, a green sword lotus suddenly bloomed.

Wherever the green light swept, those demonic beasts were slashed in two one after another.

The scent of blood instantly filled the entire void.

The sharpness of the Green Bamboo Cloud Swarm Swords was simply not something these low-tier demonic beasts could resist in the slightest.

But these demonic beasts seemed completely unafraid of death; amidst their roars, they swarmed up again in dense black shadows.

Seeing this situation, Han Li's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but let out a helpless sigh.

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