Chapter 484: Immortal of the Snow Realm, Secrets of Reincarnation

Lin Xuan became the most dazzling presence on the battlefield. Having just entered the Transformation Stage, he combined his dual Ice Power and Hun Dun Flame abilities with his newly acquired Virtual-Reality Perception, moving through the battlefield as if no one were there. Every sword strike precisely hit the weak points in the enemies' virtual-reality shifts, rendering the Space Hunters' proud abilities completely useless.

Seeing this, the team leader's eyes flashed with a murderous glint beneath his mask. He drew a Black Long Blade from his back, its blade shimmering with eerie purple Runes: "Kid, let me show you what true spatial cutting is!"

His figure suddenly blurred, transforming into three phantoms that attacked Lin Xuan simultaneously. Relying on his perception, Lin Xuan judged that the one in the middle was the true body and immediately raised his sword to meet it. However, unexpectedly, the moment the three figures made contact, they all erupted with substantial attacks!

"This is..." Lin Xuan had no time to think and could only block in haste, yet he was still scratched on his left arm by the blade.

"Haha, this is the Spatial Clone Technique; every one of them is a part of me!" the team leader laughed wildly and launched another attack.

The Taiji Pattern in Lin Xuan's eyes accelerated its rotation, and he suddenly realized something. When the team leader split into clones to attack again, Lin Xuan no longer sought to block every strike, but instead infused Primordial Cold into his left hand and Hun Dun Flame into his right, drawing a Taiji Pattern with both hands simultaneously.

"Virtual-Reality Balance!"

A wondrous scene appeared—the team leader's three figures were simultaneously fixed in place, unable to perform any more virtual-reality shifts. Lin Xuan seized the opportunity and pierced the team leader's chest with one sword strike.

As the team leader fell, the formation of the other Space Hunters began to collapse. After a fierce battle, the enemies were finally repelled and fled in a sorry state.

However, the Balance Sect also paid a heavy price. Five members were seriously injured, two were in critical condition, and even Xuanjizi had overexerted himself during the battle, his aura noticeably weak.

"We must reach the next safe point as soon as possible," Xuanjizi said, panting, "It is not safe here; the Space Hunters could return with reinforcements at any time."

Lin Xuan retracted his Sealed Sword and looked around at the devastated battlefield, a trace of determination flashing in his eyes: "We must speed up. After this lesson, the road ahead will be even more dangerous."

Xiao Yuan clutched the Fate Compass tightly, its needle still pointing firmly toward the distant mountains: "Continue forward. The compass tells me we are already close to the entrance of the Kunlun Void Realm."

After repelling the Space Hunters, Lin Xuan's group dared not linger and set off overnight toward the depths of the Kunlun Mountains. The wounded were placed on the repaired Flying Boat after simple bandaging, with Xu Feng piloting it, while the others proceeded on foot, maintaining vigilance.

The weather deteriorated sharply as the altitude increased. By noon the next day, the sky suddenly turned gloomy, thick clouds pressing toward the earth like giant beasts, and the temperature plummeted.

"The weather is about to change." Xuanjizi looked up at the cloud-covered sky, his brows locked in a frown, "The blizzards here come fast and fierce; we must speed up and find a place to shelter from the wind."

Before he finished speaking, a gale rose, and snowflakes scraped against their faces like knives. Visibility dropped sharply within a few minutes, and the mountain path ahead became blurred. In this extremely harsh weather, even cultivators with profound cultivation found it difficult to move.

Sensing the group's predicament, Lin Xuan had an idea: "Let me try." He stepped forward, mobilized the Primordial Cold within his body, and pushed his hands forward.

A wondrous scene appeared—the Primordial Cold, as the origin of Ice Power, resonated with the surrounding wind and snow. The wind and snow around Lin Xuan were no longer raging violently; instead, they formed a relatively calm passage, about three meters wide, extending forward.

"Primordial Cold has an affinity with the ice power between heaven and earth, allowing me to guide them to follow my will," Lin Xuan explained, his voice sounding somewhat muffled in the gale.

Xuanjizi nodded in approval: "With this passage, we can at least continue forward."

The team struggled forward through the passage Lin Xuan had opened. However, as the mountain terrain became steeper, the wind and snow grew even more violent. Suddenly, a loud boom came from above, shaking the ground.

"Avalanche!" Xuanjizi's expression changed drastically, "Everyone, scatter immediately!"

It was too late. The cascading waves of snow, like a white torrent, instantly swallowed the entire team. Lin Xuan instinctively grabbed Xiao Yuan beside him, simultaneously channeling Primordial Cold to try to resist the snow wave and using Hun Dun Flame to melt a space around them. But the massive impact still swept them down the hillside, disappearing into the vast sea of snow.

It is unknown how much time passed before Lin Xuan woke from his coma and found himself and Xiao Yuan trapped in a narrow valley. Thick snow surrounded them, and the path above was completely blocked by the avalanche.

"Xiao Yuan!" Lin Xuan anxiously checked on Xiao Yuan, who was still unconscious beside him, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found she had only suffered minor injuries.

Xiao Yuan soon woke up and looked around: "Where are the others?"

Lin Xuan shook his head: "We were separated by the avalanche and have now lost contact with the main team."

Xiao Yuan took out the Fate Compass to check and found that the needle still pointed in the previous direction but could not display the main team's specific location: "We must continue forward; perhaps we can rendezvous with them ahead."

The valley was long, narrow, and winding, its connection to the outside world severed by the avalanche. The two could only move along the valley floor, hoping to find a way out. As they ventured deeper into the valley, the wind and snow gradually weakened, but it was already late, and the chill grew increasingly intense.

"There seems to be something over there." Xiao Yuan suddenly pointed to an inconspicuous depression in the mountain wall.

Lin Xuan walked over to check and found it was a cave entrance almost covered by ice and snow. "This might be a good place to shelter from the wind; let's go in and rest for a while."

Clearing away the snow at the entrance, the two crawled inside. Unexpectedly, the cave was not simple. The further they went, the smoother and more spacious the passage became, clearly carved by human hands. Faintly visible on the walls were some carved patterns; although worn by time, one could still see the Spirit Qi and wisdom contained within them.

"This is no ordinary cave; it is an ancient immortal dwelling!" Xiao Yuan said in surprise.

The two continued forward, and at the end of the passage was a spacious stone chamber. In the center of the stone chamber was a simple stone bed, and the surrounding walls were covered with exquisite and ancient murals. Lin Xuan ignited a ball of Hun Dun Flame and suspended it in the air, illuminating the entire stone chamber, making the content of the murals clearly visible.

The murals told a long-forgotten story in a coherent manner. The initial scene showed a piece of chaos, within which were two blurry, giant figures—one purple-black, one emerald green, which were none other than the Void Sovereign and the Nature God Monarch. Subsequent scenes displayed the confrontation and clash between the two, as well as the final scene where they perished together.

"The content recorded in these murals matches the ancient history Xuanjizi spoke of earlier." Lin Xuan stared intently at the murals, not missing a single detail.