Chapter 633: Demon Name Ice Burial

Underground cave, shrouded in frost mist.

Yan Shuangzi knelt on the ground, holding the Xiao Ling Blade, assisting the divine weapon in its advancement.

She had already synchronized with the Xiao Ling Blade, stepping onto the path of realization together: cruelty at the level of means only serves the purpose.

What is the purpose?

Venting anger, resolving hatred, making the enemy pay a hundredfold, a thousandfold price.

How to achieve it?

Make the enemy suffer!

More painful, even more painful...

Ruthless,

Make yourself sharper, the damage more sufficient.

Hatred,

Amplify the enemy's perception of pain, weaken the enemy's ability to withstand damage.

Even if it is the slightest blade mark, it must make the target feel the most intense pain...

Yan Shuangzi silently gripped the Xiao Ling Blade tightly; in her mind, there was nothing but the scene of her revenge just now.

"Hum!!"

The Xiao Ling Blade loved its master dearly.

Yan Shuangzi's understanding of "hatred" broadened the Xiao Ling Blade's horizons, giving its originally vague ideas a clearer definition.

The path of realization is connected in all aspects.

And behind Yan Shuangzi, a tall figure leaned obliquely against the stone wall.

Deng Yu Xiang could not see Yan Shuangzi, but could hear her breathing.

Sometimes rapid, sometimes deep panting.

Deng Yu Xiang naturally knew that her best friend's emotions were fluctuating violently.

So good.

Revenge avenged, wish fulfilled, and a compatible divine weapon to add flowers to the embroidery.

Looking at herself...

Deng Yu Xiang could not help but shake her head and smile.

Her own divine weapon, the Night Slash Blade, had never been able to realize the domain, never been able to successfully restore itself.

Perhaps the direction of the divine weapon domain was wrong?

The ornate short blade, the Seven Star Blade, gifted to her by Ru Yi, also showed no signs of becoming a divine weapon.

Looking at it this way, Yan Shuangzi was a late bloomer.

Now, before her best friend, she only had her realm to show off.

If Yan Shuangzi took this opportunity to break through the bottleneck and advance to the Sea Realm, then in terms of the great realm, the two would be the same.

Thinking and thinking, a smile appeared on the corner of Deng Yu Xiang's mouth.

No jealousy.

Full of relief and blessings.

Yan Shuangzi was a leader of the younger generation in North Wind City, in every aspect, never worse than Deng Yu Xiang, and instead faintly pressing her down.

It was just that the previous Yan Shuangzi hadn't met Lu Ran.

Now, she had met him.

With his care and attention, she had everything.

Deng Yu Xiang's right hand landed on her left wrist, her fingertips brushing over the ancient coin.

Among them were the souls of three Sea Realm powerhouses; the most important one, naturally, was Elder Xing's soul.

Previously, Lu Ran had specifically asked her to collect Elder Xing's soul into the Rebirth Money, presumably also for Yan Shuangzi.

Others might not know, but Deng Yu Xiang knew Lu Ran too well!

He would silently do many, many things.

Some things, Deng Yu Xiang could still realize later.

And some things, she probably hadn't even noticed yet.

Deng Yu Xiang was very certain that if Yan Shuangzi had problems with this advancement, Elder Xing would inevitably be dragged out, and Lu Ran would also use all kinds of means to send Yan Shuangzi on her way...

"Ugh." A strange guttural sound came abruptly.

Deng Yu Xiang immediately returned to her senses, and just as she was about to listen sideways, she felt the surrounding energy fluctuations becoming increasingly violent.

She immediately felt joy in her heart!

Yan Shuangzi had broken through the shackles!

【Little Lu Ran.】

【Sister?】 The special address brought a special response.

There was a hint of concern in the tone.

The noble Sect Master, compared to the youth in the rainy alley of the small town back then, seemed no different.

【Your big Shadow has advanced.】 Deng Yu Xiang's tone carried a hint of teasing.

【Sounds like it's not yours~】

Lu Ran muttered, but in his heart, he was incredibly happy.

【Heh.】 Deng Yu Xiang snorted coldly, 【She follows you every day, accompanies you day and night, and doesn't even say a word when she sees me; how is she mine?】

【Yo~ sour, let me smell it carefully; where did this vinegar smell come from?】

Lu Ran laughed secretly; it was truly rare!

A big girl like the Great Nightmare, actually still jealous?

【Hmm?】 The woman's attitude was clearly much colder, her nasal tone slightly raised.

Lu Ran hurriedly said: 【It will be fine in the future! I bet with you, after this experience, Sister Shuangzi will have a big change.

Before long, she will change her address and call me Sect Master.】

Deng Yu Xiang was silent for a moment, then replied faintly: 【You really don't understand her.】

Lu Ran: "..."

Before Lu Ran could say anything else, Deng Yu Xiang suggested: 【You should notify the others; we have to stay here for a few more days.】

【Oh.】 Lu Ran responded while looking around.

At this moment, he was still standing on the mountain peak south of the hideout, overlooking the whole scene.

Deng Yu Xiang's last sentence made the happy Lu Ran worried again.

Realizing the divine weapon domain takes at most two or three hours, perhaps even just ten minutes.

But breaking through from the peak of the River Realm to the Sea Realm can take up to ten days.

In such a relatively long time, this kind of celestial phenomenon could attract anything!

Regarding other organizations, forces, or demonic tribes, Lu Ran was not too worried.

What he was truly worried about was the Sword Ridge Peak Master, Wang Hanchuan!

If that heaven-realm powerhouse who had gone into demonic deviation came...

How many of the Ran Sect's soldiers could survive?

Lu Ran's expression was grim, and he transmitted his voice to Jiang Ru Yi, informing her of the situation and discussing countermeasures.

"Whoosh~"

The cold wind whistled, and frost and snow fluttered.

The sky suddenly darkened a little.

The sun, already covered in frost mist, was further shrouded and finally disappeared from sight.

"Hmm?" Lu Ran frowned, naturally realizing that the situation was not normal.

The weather conditions didn't seem to have changed naturally.

But artificially!

Lu Ran possessed the Ice Plum Demon Queen evil technique, Proud Snow Ice Plum, which allowed him to ignore the cold environment and be like a fish in water in the ice and snow.

But this sudden wind and snow actually made Lu Ran feel a hint of chill.

Although it was a pleasant chill, it was also very wrong!

He turned and looked south, searching carefully.

Suddenly, Lu Ran's eyes narrowed!

In the vast wind and snow, he vaguely saw a figure.

This person was tall and slender, wearing a white long shirt, wearing a small bamboo hat, and had unkempt white hair fluttering in the wind.

"Don't tell me?"

It's not Wang Hanchuan, is it?

Lu Ran's heart hung in his throat!

He had learned about the relevant information of Peak Master Wang, knowing that the other party had a long white head of hair, was not tall, and was about the same size as the small Witch Crow believer, Wu Huan, about 1.55 meters... eh?

The person climbing the mountain step by step below clearly had a tall and slender figure, which was vastly different from Peak Master Wang's build!

"Slap!"

Lu Ran slapped his forehead, secretly cursing himself for being muddled.

Truly, concern leads to chaos!

This person's image, whether it was the small bamboo hat or the white hair and long clothes, clearly indicated that it was the Demon tribe, the Ice Burial People!

As a result, his mind was full of Wang Hanchuan...

"Hmph." A cold snort came from afar.

The man slowly raised his head, revealing a bloodless face; under the not-so-wide hat brim were a pair of eerie eyes flickering with cold light.

Demon, Ice Burial Person!

With just one glance, the water-flow armor on Lu Ran's body was stained with frost and snow, gradually freezing.

Ice Burial Evil Technique, Eye of Ice Burial!

The Ice Burial Person's eyes could release extremely cold light, staining the target with frost and snow and slowing the target's movement speed.

Even more terrifying was that this kind of frost and snow could directly penetrate the water-flow armor, seep into the human body, and gradually freeze their flesh.

"Heh." Lu Ran smiled instead.

You have such guts!

Daring to look directly at me?

My body is covered in the poison of the Silk Lady...

Even I am afraid of it!

A flash of enchanting red light swept across the bottom of Lu Ran's eyes, instantly dragging the Ice Burial Person into a deep red world.

"Ah, ah, ah!" The Ice Burial Person, full of style, immediately broke his composure.

The screaming was so miserable~

"Oh?" Lu Ran raised his eyebrows slightly.

The Ice Burial Person did not lose his combat ability and collapse to the ground, but instead covered his eyes with one hand and reached forward with the other.

This demon was actually a Sea Realm powerhouse?

"Whoosh~"

Accompanied by thick energy surging, a huge ice coffin appeared out of thin air.

It was ten meters long, and both its width and height were about four meters; from the moment it appeared, it had already imprisoned Lu Ran within it.

The bone-chilling cold aura permeated within the ice coffin.

Any creature trapped would have its body frozen, the cold seeping into its marrow, and finally be buried here.

Yet the person trapped by the ice coffin was the master of the Ice Plum Demon Queen, Lu Ran.

He did not feel cold.

Instead, he felt a hint of coolness.

Of course, this was only from the perspective of personal feeling; Lu Ran only ignored the low-temperature environment, not immune to ice and snow techniques!

To truly reach the level of immunity, Lu Ran would have to open the Jian Yi divine sculpture.

Equipped with the divine technique, Heart of Frost Sword.

Only then would Lu Ran not be affected by any ice and snow skills.

The God, Cold Plum, and the Evil God, Ice Plum Demon Queen, were only "Little Jian Yi"; how could they be immune to frost and snow?

"Swish~"

Lu Ran's figure flashed, appearing directly behind the Ice Burial Person, wielding the Blood Drink Curved Blade and slashing down fiercely.

The Ice Burial Person had not expected this scene at all and could not dodge in time.

His only reaction was to subconsciously lean his body forward.

"Clang!!"

The moment the curved blade landed on the Ice Burial Person, it slashed through a layer of thin frost and snow, making an exceptionally harsh sound.

This layer of thin, light frost and snow was actually the evil technique, Ice Burial Clothes, with decent defensive power.

Unfortunately, this garment encountered a divine weapon blade and even more so, the divine technique, Power of Fierce Heaven!

"Sss!"

The blade slashed from the enemy's right shoulder all the way to the left waist.

The Ice Burial Person was slashed into two sections diagonally and fell into the snow.

Eerily, the blood within this demon's body was frozen, not staining the white snow.

The wind and snow gradually dissipated, and the sun reappeared.

A cold voice imprinted into his mind: 【An Ice Burial Person came to your side?】

【Still the top student, an encyclopedia, huh?】 Lu Ran took two steps forward, standing in front of the corpse.

Looking like he was guarding the corpse.

【Oil-tongued.】 Jiang Ru Yi scolded softly, but there was a hint of a smile on her face.

This unprovoked wind and snow naturally came from the Ice Burial evil technique, Ice Burial for a Thousand Miles.

It must be said that the Demon, Ice Burial Person, and the Ice Butterfly disciples were quite a match.

The Ice Butterfly faction could perceive all things in the ice and snow, but did not have the ability to summon frost and snow.

The Ice Burial clan, however, could make a piece of heaven and earth fall into vast wind and snow, making all living things feel bone-chilling cold.

Unfortunately, one god and one demon were incompatible, so naturally, there was no talk of cooperation.

"Puff~"

The Ice Burial Person's body shattered, turning into thick white mist.

Lu Ran immediately sacrificed the divine power bead around his neck, absorbing the energy.

As for why he didn't let Little Chifeng enjoy it...

Because Little Chifeng had long since run off to find its mother and was currently in the fog, eating to its heart's content.

【Sister Xian just told me she wants to take the opportunity to go into seclusion for a few days; I lent her Chifeng?】 Jiang Ru Yi transmitted her voice again.

【Good, tell her not to rush, steady and steady.】

Lu Ran responded, sighing slightly in his heart.

Advancing in this kind of realm is truly too dangerous.

The Blood Drink Curved Blade in his hand clearly indicated that thirty or forty days had passed since the night the Sword Ridge Peak was wiped out.

Hopefully,

Wang Hanchuan has already ascended to the Heavenly Realm.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 634 =====