ing the ruins. He politely declined, sent back the sound transmission talisman, went down the mountain to eat several baskets of meat buns, and then returned to his cave dwelling.After two more months...The terrain in Bingyi Palace isn't complicated.
Besides the two paths leading to the "side halls," this central path is almost straight with little winding, going directly to the deepest palace.
Along the way, there are some small paths, where you can see shadows of huts and small halls. It is estimated that these are not very important places, probably the cave dwellings and other functional halls prepared for the disciples of Bing Palace.
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Having grasped the basic layout of Bingyi Palace, the avatar lingered there for little while.
... until he walked out of the forest.
At the front of Shi Dao's path, there was a courtyard with a screen wall in front. The screen wall had only one kind of mythical creature, the qilin, depicted eight times.
The Kirin's forms are diverse, seeming to frolic in the water waves on the riverbank. It raises its head, lowers its head, stands still, and jumps, each pose unique and captivating.
This is a painting of a qilin frolicking in water.
Over the years, unattended and left to decay, the colors on the screen wall have faded, its patterns are mottled, giving it an exceptionally ancient appearance.
Through the screens on either side, one can glimpse some of the scenery in the courtyard: pavilions, platforms and waterside residences; stone carvings and artificial hills – all quite elegant. It seems to have once been a place where monks from Bingyi Palace enjoyed themselves.
Just like the small lake before it.
There aren't any strong restrictions here either, the courtyard has already fallen into disrepair, and even the qilin screen wall has collapsed in one section. There should have been more qilin on the pattern.
However, the avatar's gaze, passing over the screen wall, could see a deep blue light illuminating the courtyard depths. It was awe-inspiring and clearly indicated the presence of a powerful formation or barrier.
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There is no doubt that this is good news.
If the formation of Bingyi Palace is completely destroyed, the palace treasures must have been looted.
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Having become accustomed to the habit of sensing, there was nothing unusual. His steps never stopped, and with a flash, he was about to rush towards the courtyard. Suddenly, his expression changed dramatically, and his eyes instantly turned a ghastly white.
"Whoosh!"
A beam of blinding cold light shot out, heading straight for the backdrop.
He didn't hesitate at all and directly unleashed the Ice Soul Divine Light!
At the same time, a cold light flashed on the screen wall, instantly turning into a transparent ice wall. Then streaks of cold light shot out from the screen wall, charging towards them.
Inside the cold light, there were ice qilins.
At this moment, there is no trace of the qilin on the wall. These qilin, who knows when they came to life, burst out from the wall, each one ferocious and intimidating, with a terrifying aura.
Before the Qilin attacked him, the incarnation failed to detect anything unusual about the shadow wall. Unexpectedly, even the remaining half of the shadow wall held a secret.
Fortunately, the avatar remained vigilant throughout the process, secretly amassing strength.
The situation was unclear, so he immediately unleashed the Ice Soul Divine Light.
In an instant, two beams of cold light clashed. The leading ice qilin collided head-on with the icy divine light, without deviating in any way.
Although the Bingpo Divine Light wasn't as imposing as the Ice Qilin, upon contact, it actually suppressed the icy aura on the Ice Qilin. A 'crackling' sound echoed as ice crystals formed out of thin air.
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The Bing Qilin was instantly encased in ice.
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However, the avatar was very clear that only freezing one Ice Qilin head wasn't enough.
All ice qilin's auras are connected to the shadow wall, forming a unified whole. Eight-headed ice qilin attacking together is definitely much more terrifying than a single one.
Besides, unless the shadow wall is destroyed or its restrictive power is exhausted, these qilin will be immortal.
Even if the incarnation had the ability to protect itself, it wouldn't be possible to entangle with the ice qilin here. Just as it was trying to find a way to break through forcefully, it saw a strange scene.
The remaining seven Ice Qilin saw the icy divine light, and their eyes lost much of their ferocity, showing hesitation as if they were unsure whether to rescue their companion.
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For a moment, they changed their aggressive posture and began to patrol the area ahead.
Upon seeing this, the transformed figure's expression shifted slightly.
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Ice God Light is formed by using a mysterious ice disk, and when it's unleashed, it carries a unique icy aura of frost!
But the good times didn't last. After a brief hesitation, the ferocity returned to their icy eyes. With a chilling roar, they charged forward.
The incarnation did not advance but retreat, sleeves billowed, mysterious ice whirled and spun before him.
The veil of concealment is lifted, and the aura of the mysterious ice platter becomes undeniable!
The Bing Qilin's charging momentum suddenly stopped. It then revealed joyous expressions, circling the ice disc in a reverent manner with eyes full of wonder. They emitted crisp chirping sounds, ignoring the transformed being completely, and quickly retreated behind the screen wall, returning to their ordinary form of qilins playing in water.
“This treasure is indeed related to the Bingyi Palace!”
Having easily overcome a crisis, he transformed again and realized the new power of the mysterious ice rink. He was in high spirits.
It is estimated that the cold aura brought by Bing Po Shen Guang was too weak to be recognized. Upon seeing the true form of the treasure, these ice qilin gave up their attack.
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Thinking of this, the incarnation simply left the mysterious ice tray outside. Glancing at the silent shadow wall, he pondered for a moment, then turned and beckoned to the jungle with his hand.
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The next moment, several white lights flew out one after another, all identical ice bees.
These ice bees were composed entirely of transparent Xuan Bing. When they landed in the hands of an incarnation, they melted silently and vanished without a trace.
This is a warning secret art from Xuan Tian Gong. The incarnation remains outside to prevent anyone from entering the ice palace afterward unknowingly. The Ice Palace and Lang Huan Jade Pavilion are not far apart, but it's always better to be cautious.
Since there's already a screen here, there's no need to go through the trouble. It might even alert the other party and make them suspicious.
Before they even clashed, the Bing Qilin was deterred by the Ice Disk. Simply erasing the ripples caused by the Ice Soul Divine Light, there would be no trace here at all.
This also indirectly proves that he should be the first one to enter. Others, without a mysterious ice disk, would find it difficult to avoid leaving traces when facing the attacks of the Ice Qilin.
>The tail has been dealt with.
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As the avatar bypassed the screen wall, entering the courtyard, and after walking for a while, they finally reached the source of the azure light, which was the heart of Bingyi Palace, the main body of the Ice Palace's shadow.
What came into view was a dilapidated palace, made entirely of Xuan Bing. Under the reflection of the azure sky, it seemed like a dream.
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The incarnation stood at the foot of the Xuanbing steps, gazing upward.
Nine ice pillars stood before the hall, each supported by a statue of a different water-element spirit beast. Only three remain intact to this day; the rest have shattered.
The palace gates were gone, and the interior of the palace was visible at a glance.
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Above it, there is a broken plaque with only the characters "Water" and "Correspondence" remaining. It seems that the missing characters were not those of a palace or a hall.
"Indeed, they are from the same water source!"
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Nodding secretly, the transformed being acknowledged.
Having learned from the previous example of the shadow wall, he transformed himself into a mysterious ice disc hanging above his head, and stepped up the stairs one by one.
Huashen glanced at the sky above the palace, a deep blue light suspended in mid-air, as if frozen. Even as he approached the palace, there was no change.
Whether the light of the azure sky was merely a reflection from the Ice Palace or if it hadn't yet reached the range sensed by the azure skylight, remained unknown.
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The Avatar hesitated for a moment before entering the palace.
The body floats off the ground, touching nothing.
The palace could only be described as riddled with holes, bearing the scars of battle everywhere. It was easy to imagine how fierce the war had been back then.
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The restrictions here are severely damaged, with bones exposed and decaying to ash. However, many fragments of magical artifacts remain to this day. Of course, they have lost their power.
"This should be the main battleground of Bingyi Palace..."
Embracing the illusion of past scenes in my mind, I walk on silently.
The palace grounds were far more expansive than they appeared from outside, with one grand hall after another connected seamlessly. Almost none of them had managed to survive the war unscathed.
The speed of the transformation was increasing, dashing through layers of palaces. It was estimated that it was nearing the deepest part of the palace when a strange sense of pressure suddenly arose. He couldn't help but stop in his tracks.
At this moment, he stood in the corridor between two palaces.
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The azure sky light cast down, dyeing everything blue.
Pressure comes from the azure blue sky.
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At the same time, the avatar also noticed that the traces of war extended forward, not ending here, but the traces of the battle became noticeably sparser.
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Walking by his side, I sensed the changes in the pale blue sky. He couldn't manipulate the restrictions here with the mysterious ice disc, but as long as he didn't act out of line, the restrictions wouldn't attack him proactively.
This emboldened the avatar, who strode quickly down the corridor.
As I approached the next palace, a jolt of surprise ran through me.
There was actually one eye staring at him through the crack in the palace gate!
He unconsciously slowed his pace and, upon closer observation, realized it was a statue. He channeled his true energy into his palm, pushing open the temple doors to reveal the statue in its entirety.
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The statue's height is almost level with the palace, sitting serenely on top. Its hands rest in its lap; its left hand fingers a complex seal, and its right holds a whisk, exuding an air of detachment.
"It's not an idol!"
According to experience, barring unforeseen circumstances, it should be the ancestral portrait of the Shui Xiang lineage.
The altar in front of the ancestral tablet was overturned, and even the ancestral tablet itself was severely damaged. There was a gaping wound on its head, directly slashing across the right eye and half of its face.
With only one left eye, it has stared for countless years at this desolate ruin.
Perhaps the Ice Palace was created by this ancestor himself.
This feeling, this moment.
Qin Sang suddenly felt a stirring in her heart.
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Huasheng sighed and bowed to the ancestral tablet. He looked around and found a palace behind the ancestral tablet, but its door was closed.
He rushed forward, reaching out to push the door. A force slammed him back, followed by a flash of blue light forming a barrier on the door.
"...the ban is still in effect."
After transforming, he took two steps back and even tried to get the ice tray to help him open the door, but ultimately failed.
However, there's good news. The restriction against retaliation will automatically dissipate when it touches the ice disk, and when transforming into a breaking taboo, you don't have to worry about being retaliated by the taboo. This further confirms the avatar's judgment that the ice disk is extremely important to the water phase!
'Swsh!'
The Ice God's Light reappears.
The next moment, the door seemed to be covered in a layer of white frost.
The sound of cracking ice echoed constantly, the ice layer growing thicker and freezing the luminous walls.
Next, a flash of sword light burst from the palm of the avatar. The blade illuminated the palace as it slashed down with lightning speed, striking the center of the ice layer.
A light tremor shook the barrier, and visible waves suddenly surged outwards.
The backlash was fierce and abnormal, causing the entire palace to tremble. Even the ethereal blue skylight would shift and change.
The vision is about to appear.
The avatar immediately summoned a disk of ice and shot forward.
Upon touching the ice, the backlash vanished instantly, and the azure light swiftly calmed.
With a slight easing of his expression, Hua Shen realized the light wall was still stubbornly resisting. A thought sparked within him, and he immediately changed his hand seals. A small seal then slowly rose into the air. To save time, he directly offered his spirit treasure.
The cold flames surged like a tide.
A Teng Snake detached itself from the Four-Headed Teng Snake Seal, its body shrinking rapidly to the size of an arm. It danced with a delicate frame, clinging tightly to the Treading Snow Divine Blade, and slammed its head into it!
'Boom!'
The cold light was piercing.
There was a loud crash.
Having transformed into near-divine beings, the treasures unleashed their power, finally shattering the light barrier!
The backlash of the forbidden technique was also blocked by the ice sheet, remaining unscathed. As the ripples subsided slightly, he darted through the light barrier and used his Treading Snow Divine Sword to pry open the door.
"Splash!"
As the door opened, the avatar saw a white skeleton in the crack of the door.
The empty sockets stare outwards, pouring down.
His eyes narrowed, and he immediately summoned his Frost-Walking Divine Blade to defend himself. The white skeleton shattered upon impact, instantly turning into white ash.
Although the time was short, he transformed keenly and saw the wounds on the white bone spine, almost severing him across his chest.
His bones were bare, devoid of any adornments. A pool of white ash was all that remained of him in the world, a mystery whether he was a fellow cultivator or an enemy who met his end by water magic.
The incarnation stepped over the ashes.
Behind the door was another palace, just as grand as the front hall. Ice walls separated the different chambers, and half of the doors were open.
He entered, taking in the icy walls on either side.
The ice wall served to obstruct views, obscuring everything on the other side. He quickened his pace and arrived at the first door, pushing it open and letting out a gasp of surprise.
The shelves, crafted from Xuan Bing ice, lined the hall, divided into compartments of varying sizes. It reminded Qin Sang of the treasure trove in the Xuan Tian Palace.
As expected, this place is a treasure trove of water!
Most of the ice caves were empty, but there were still quite a few treasures left in their original places. Most of them were precious stones or ores, each with great value and hard to find outside.
“Godstone, Ghost Jade with a Human Face, Purple Soft Gold…”
Although there aren't any unique and rare treasures, the sheer quantity makes it a considerable fortune.
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Unbeknownst to them, most of the treasures in the treasure vault were taken during the chaos and used to forge magic weapons, artifacts, and formations to fight the enemy. Otherwise, Qin Sang's harvest today would rival that of a major sect.
He took no prisoners, sweeping the treasury bare and then continued to ransack other chambers, but gradually his face showed a growing look of disappointment.
The treasure trove has halls for storing elixirs, pills, and magical artifacts, but there aren't many left.
The most well-preserved building is the transmission hall where martial arts and magical techniques are stored. As a manifestation within this place, one reaps abundant rewards. A cursory glance reveals mostly water element techniques, with various schools of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demon sects represented. It truly encompasses all aspects.
He found a few spells that were quite useful to him.
But in Qin Sang's view, these were not enough to support the single lineage of Wu Xiang Xian Men. It showed that the true inheritance had been taken away!
The origin of the ice tray and the two elixirs remained a mystery. How could he possibly be content with this
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Moreover, he hasn't found the core of the Bing Palace Formation yet, which indicates that there must be more mysteries here!
After some searching, I finally found a secret passage at the end of the treasure trove. It went straight down. After not walking far, I found several skeletons lying across the passageway in the dark.
He shapeshifted into a pair of nimble feet, and with a glance, noticed one that differed from the rest.
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This skeleton has more wounds than the others, but the avatar judged him to be the last one alive.
The skull sat in the corner, leaning against the stone wall, looking up at the sky. It couldn't feel its past emotions through its empty eye sockets, but a sense of desolation surged through it, filling its being with coldness.
Around him were scattered odds and ends, as well as jade bottles. The jade bottles should have been filled with elixir.
Under him was still a healing array.
However, none of that was able to give him a second chance.
I wonder what kind of cultivation this person had in their previous life, to end up so lonely and die here.
Before him, several items were placed respectfully. There were jade slips, magical treasures, and some strange tokens, along with an eight-character epitaph: "Disciple incompetent, shame to the ancestors!"
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> damage. They could be restored to their former glory with a little refining, but there was no time for that now.True Immortal Daoist raised his whisk, facing the combined attack of the Sin Abyss cult...