Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

The old man and the woman in silver shirt sensed something almost at the same time, and looked in the same direction in astonishment.

They all sensed that in the white cold fog, an astonishingly huge spiritual pressure suddenly rushed out into the sky and immediately spread rapidly in all directions.

The next moment, a bell sound that sounded like a dragon's roar or a tiger's roar rolled in from the edge of the sky.

The eighth and ninth level ice sea monsters surrounding the Ice Phoenix all changed color when they heard this voice, and some of them became unsteady on their feet.

The transformed monsters in the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley were safe and sound, and they all showed puzzled expressions when looking at the monsters in the Ice Sea.

As a level 10 demon beast, the silver-shirted woman didn't care about the sound of the bell at all, but when she heard it, she let out a voice of shock and anger:

"The Sea-Suppressing Bell, the treasure of our Ice Sea Clan, actually fell into the hands of the Ice Soul Fairy back then."

When the old man and the boy heard this, they looked at each other and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

However, the effect of the bell on the eighth and ninth level monsters in the Ice Sea was obviously only for a moment.

After the group of monsters suffered a small loss and released their evil spirits and used magic weapons to protect themselves, the impact of the bell was immediately reduced to the lowest.

Apart from some dizziness, it's almost negligible.

Seeing this, the silver-shirted woman's expression looked better, but she suddenly thought of something, and her body shook, and she turned into a ball of crystal light that shot up into the sky.

Then the crystal light exploded in the air and turned into countless thin crystal threads that disappeared in the void.

After a while, the crystal light faded, and the woman floated back onto the iceberg, her face looking a little ashen.

"What happened? Why did Fairy Feng waste so much of her magical power to perform the Great Searching for Gods and Dividing Minds Technique?" The old man frowned and said slowly.

"These people from Xiaoji Palace actually used the Zhenhai Bell and sent out a large number of cultivators to slaughter the low-level beings of our Binghai clan. Although only a small area was sensed, many people have fallen victim to the murder." The silver-shirted woman snorted coldly, her bright eyes were unusually cold.

"Is there such a thing? I have heard about it in the past. The nobles had a rare treasure that could make the bones and muscles of monsters with icy attributes become loose and unable to move at all when they smell it. Could it be this treasure called 'Zhenhai Bell'? But how did it fall into the hands of human cultivators?" The boy said thoughtfully.

"It's nothing. This treasure is not as powerful as the rumors say. It's just a replica of a spiritual treasure. For those above level eight, the impact will be minimal, and they can rely on their own magic power to withstand the sound of the bell. But those below level eight will be greatly deterred by it. When the Ice Soul Fairy froze our Bingyuan Island, she disappeared inexplicably." The woman in silver took a deep breath, and her expression returned to normal in an instant.

"It seems that this should be the means left by Fairy Bingpo to restrain your Ice Sea Clan. What does Fellow Daoist Feng plan to do next? Do you want to send someone to rescue your relatives?" The old man twirled his beard and asked calmly.

"No need. The impact of these Sea-Suppressing Bells will only last for an incense stick of time at most. By the time we arrive, these human monks will have already evacuated. And even if they are all killed, it won't be a big deal. There are plenty of these low-level beings in our Ice Sea. They can't hurt the vitality of our Ice Sea at all. Besides, this is impossible! Even with the help of the Sea-Suppressing Bells, they would be lucky if they could find half of them and kill them in time. But I will remember this grudge. Listen carefully, after you rush into the Xiaoji Palace, don't let go of any of the low-level monks who didn't enter the Xu Ling Palace, and kill them all." The silver-shirted woman lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised her head, with a strong murderous intent between her brows.

The ice sea monsters beside him obeyed the order in unison.

"Haha, that's good! Let's break the formation now, even though you can't make it in time. The low-level passages in our Ten Thousand Demons Valley are still intact. As long as the cold air on the island dissipates, you can rush in to help us. But before that, we still need to break the formation in front of us." The little boy said with a grin.

He then opened his mouth and a ball of black gas gushed out, which then turned into a gray flag that appeared in front of him.

When the woman in silver shirt saw the banner, her heart moved and she looked at it carefully.

The small banner was only five or six inches in size and was shrouded in a gray light. The banner, which was obviously only the size of a palm, was filled with demonic shadows, as if countless demon snakes and ghosts were scattered throughout the banner. However, the banner was silent and no strange sounds came from it.

"Could this be Guigu's Ten Thousand Demons Banner?" The woman in silver shirt looked at it for a moment, then retracted her gaze and asked the boy.

"Fellow Daoist Feng has a keen eye! It is exactly this banner! After being soaked in the demonic energy in the valley for tens of thousands of years, the power of this banner is truly unimaginable. Although because it is only a clone, it cannot exert the full power of this banner. But even so, with the cooperation of fellow Daoists, I believe that within a few days, it will be enough to use the demonic energy in the banner to eliminate the restrictions in front of us." The boy said with some pride.

Then he rubbed his hands together and a grey spell hit the banner.

Suddenly gray light flashed, the small flag turned around, and the phantoms of various monsters and beasts on it swayed wildly, becoming more and more dense and numerous.

Seeing this, the woman in silver nodded, then gave an order, and immediately the group of monsters around her flew into the air, some spewing clouds and mist, and some using magical weapons.

The old man also gave the same order with an expressionless face.

The group of monsters in the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters also turned into various kinds of escaping lights and shot up to the sky, using the same method to drive away treasures.

For a time, gusts of evil wind almost covered half of the sky.

The boy laughed wildly upon seeing this, then his face suddenly tensed up and he uttered a series of incomprehensible incantations. The Ten Thousand Demons Banner in front of him suddenly swelled up wildly amid the incantations.
Once the spell was chanted, it lasted for a full cup of tea.

A huge banner as thick as a water tank and about a hundred feet high stood out in the air on the top of the iceberg, like a giant pillar supporting the sky.

The phantoms of monsters on the banner seemed life-size, circling and dancing above the banner, ready to move.

"go with!"

The boy roared like thunder and urged the magic spell in his mind.

Suddenly, the sound of countless monsters' roars was heard along with the sound of flags. All kinds of monsters were wrapped in colorful monster clouds and monster spirits. They rushed towards the misty cold air on the opposite side like a raging torrent. The monsters in the sky did not dare to show weakness and also swept down in an overwhelming manner.

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen figures of different sizes suddenly emerged from the cold air. They hid in the restrictions, and when they raised their hands, they emitted various lights and headed directly towards the group of monsters.

In an instant, a war began.

Just as the battle outside Xiaoji Palace began, in the hurricane among the rocks in Xuanyu Cave, in a purple lotus half a meter in size, Yang Qian clasped his hands together and spewed out a wisp of unusually thin purple flame from his mouth, injecting it into a giant ball of light not far ahead.

In addition to Yang Qian's purple fire, this light ball also had three strands of cold flames of black, white, yellow and green. These were the cold flames sprayed by the old woman sitting cross-legged in other lotuses. However, at this time, the five people, including Yang Qian, seemed to be listless and their faces were slightly pale.

On the surface of the light ball in the middle of the magic circle, flames of various colors were flowing unsteadily, and there was a faint figure sitting cross-legged inside.

This man was about ten feet tall and unusually large, and he did not seem to be the Master Hanli.

Looking at his face, he was a sturdy monk about thirty years old, but his facial features were very similar to the original Master Hanli, as if Master Hanli was dozens of years younger and suddenly returned to his prime.

This is really a strange situation.

However, the sturdy man in front of him had an extremely naked upper body, and there were short silver blades inserted in the shoulders, chest, back of the neck, lower abdomen and other vital parts. The blades seemed to have penetrated half of the way, but not a drop of blood had flowed from the wounds.

The most eye-catching thing is not this, but the fact that the strong man has his eyes slightly closed, and several light insects of various colors, several inches long, actually treat the strong man's body as a nest, and keep drilling in and out through his skin.

Every time a small insect drilled in, the strong man's body trembled and his face showed pain, as if he was enduring some great torture.

But if you look carefully, you will be surprised to find that these so-called little bugs are actually condensed from various colors of extremely cold flames.

Every time the lightworm drills in and out, its body size will shrink.

But when it becomes small enough, the light worm will make a slight "bang" sound and disintegrate into nothingness.

A ray of light of the same color immediately flew out from the light ball outside, then condensed into another light insect nearby, and then drilled into the body of the strong man.

This cycle repeats itself endlessly.

At this moment, if a cultivator could see through the strong man's body, he would be surprised to find something.

At his Dantian, there was a three-inch-tall Yuanying that looked like the strong man. It had its hands clasped together and its body was covered in layers of blue ice flames. However, the light insects that drilled into its body from the outside ignored the blue flames and directly separated the blue flames, drilling into the Yuanying's slightly open nose, then drilling out of its mouth after a moment, and then drilling out of the strong man's body.

The Nascent Soul had a blank expression on his face, but the blue flames on his body flickered on and off, appearing extremely mysterious.

After an unknown amount of time, the sturdy man trembled violently and suddenly opened his eyes.

Yang Qian and the others who were originally spewing out extremely cold flames seemed to have received some signal. Almost at the same time, the spells in their hands changed, and the various colored cold flames that were originally circling on the light ball suddenly shot back, and the light lotuses under them also dissipated and disappeared at the same time.

Afterwards, some of them took the pills, some of them dug out the spirit stones, and they all closed their eyes and adjusted their breathing.

They have seen this scene happen more than ten times in the past few days.

Every time, they almost lost most of their mana. But fortunately, they were all wealthy people, and with the help of various elixirs and spiritual stones, they could recover in just half a day.

Seeing Yang Qian and others retract the cold flame, the sturdy man sitting cross-legged in the light ball closed his eyes again, as if he began to enter a state of meditation.

Time passed little by little, and the old woman suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the strong man in the light ball, sighed deeply, and praised:
"I really admire Brother Hanli for being able to endure the agony of the Five Flames Marrow Cleansing. Although he deliberately controlled the power of the cold flames, the pain was worse than death. It seems that Brother Hanli must have practiced some special body-building technique. Otherwise, his body would have collapsed long ago. This is not something that can be endured by just having a strong mind."

"Mrs. Long is indeed knowledgeable! Senior Brother Hanli did practice a secret body-building technique in his early years, and his body is much tougher than that of ordinary cultivators." The middle-aged man in green shirt opened his eyes and smiled.

"No wonder it is so! However, we have used cold flames to cleanse Fellow Daoist Hanli's marrow several times to stimulate all his potential. It is estimated that both Fellow Daoist's body and Nascent Soul have reached their limits. Now all that is left is the final breakthrough. Whether it will succeed or not will only be a matter of these two days." The gray-robed monk also spoke, with a serious look on his face.

“However, the black jade cold energy in the magic circle seems to be insufficient. We need to stop the magic circle temporarily and replenish some from the outside.” Yang Qian said calmly.

"Huh! I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Yang has understood this secret technique to such an extent that he can even see this. Yes, it is indeed necessary to gather the surrounding mysterious jade cold energy again before breaking through." A surprised voice with full energy came from Master Hanli in the light ball.

Upon hearing this, Yang Qian raised his eyebrows and turned to look.

I saw Master Hanli standing up at some point, his figure slowly rising from the milky white cold light, but the five short blades stuck in his body fell off at some point, and there was no trace of wounds on the places where they were stuck. Combined with the faint smile on his face, he looked quite weird.

"It's nothing, I just made a random guess." Yang Qian laughed and said casually.

“Oh, then Brother Yang has been observing until now. I wonder what chances do you think I have of breaking through the bottleneck this time. See if there is any difference from what I expected.” Master Hanli casually took out a blue robe from the storage bag and put it on, but continued to ask Yang Qian in an intriguing tone.

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. This secret technique was invented by you. How can I predict it more accurately than you?" Yang Qian's expression remained unchanged, but he replied lightly.

Master Hanli laughed and asked no more questions. However, his body was suspended in the air. He snapped his ten fingers and shot out several spells, which disappeared in the surrounding light curtain in a flash.

Suddenly, the surrounding magic arrays emitted a strange humming sound and stopped at the same time.

The five beams of light disappeared in an instant, and Yang Qian and the other four fell from the void at the same time.

Without the light curtain and the hurricane outside, the milky white cold light instantly swept towards everyone again, but the cold flames of the few people who were prepared emerged from their bodies again and protected themselves in it.

"In the next day, I will slightly modify the magic circle and then gather some of the cold air again. Fellow Taoists, please take this opportunity to have a good rest. At this time tomorrow, I hope you can help me break through the bottleneck. If you can succeed, I will never go back on my promise to you." Master Hanli stretched his tall body, bowed to Yang Qian and said, with sincerity in his brows.

"Master, you can rest assured! Since we have already agreed to this matter, we must do our best and live up to the mission. If this secret technique really has a miraculous effect on impacting the Spirit Transformation Stage, perhaps we will need it in the future, and then we can lend a helping hand." The old woman chuckled, with a bit of cunning and expectation in her voice.

The gray-robed monk was also calm and composed. He slowly said, "If I can get the chance to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage, this method may be my blessing. The world is unpredictable, who can predict the future?"

Yang Qian nodded slightly, his face as calm as water, and said nothing.

But Master Hanli seemed very satisfied with the performance of the three people. After thanking them loudly, he began to activate some changes in the magic array. (End of this chapter)