0p0 Chapter 498: The Arctic Icefield...
Chapter 498: The Arctic Icefield...
The sun was getting closer and closer to the ice-blue Haihe River in the distance. The Haihe River was like a huge mirror, quietly waiting for the sun's embrace.
In the reflection of the rippling waves, the outline of the sun became clearer and clearer, like a burning golden ball about to sink into the cold water.
And in the rippling river water, the shadows of nine bronze lamps behind Qi Mo were reflected. They contrasted with the setting sun. The mysterious runes on the bronze lamps flickered and danced, and in the afterglow, they exuded an ancient and profound atmosphere.
Qi Mo clearly felt that as the shadows of the nine bronze lamps slowly emerged, a familiar and powerful force was continuously returning to his body.
The strange force that had previously controlled him and prevented him from moving receded as quickly as the tide, disappearing without a trace. He stretched his stiff limbs, his heart filled with confusion and shock.
However, when everything finally settled down, he keenly sensed that the flow of time had returned to normal. With a shudder in his heart, he realized his location, having finally and accurately landed on the mysterious and dangerous Arctic ice sheet of the Second Continent.
The Arctic ice sheet was a world of silvery white. The cold wind blew through like a knife, making Qi Mo's clothes rustle.
He looked down and saw that the thick ice under his feet was slowly and methodically spreading out in a circular shape with him as the center in a strange posture. The ice rubbed against each other, making a creepy "crunching" sound.
Qi Modi exerted force on his feet and jumped into the air, but before he could check why this happened, he heard a dull but penetrating roar coming from the rolling, towering icebergs deep in the ice field.
The sound seemed to come from under the iceberg, carrying with it endless anger and oppression, shaking the air and causing even the snow on the ice field to fall.
Qi Mo's expression was solemn, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he ran towards the iceberg without hesitation.
His footsteps moved quickly on the ice, the cold wind whistling past his ears, blowing his hair wildly. As he got closer to the iceberg, the roar became more deafening, and each sound seemed to penetrate his soul.
When he finally arrived at the foot of the iceberg, a thrilling scene came into view -
Ji Shanru was seen in the midst of chaos. She was agile but a little tired, and was fighting fiercely with tens of thousands of mutated monsters.
Those monsters had different shapes, some were as big as mountains, some were as agile as lightning, their eyes flashed with strange red light, and they exuded a disgusting black aura, obviously they had been infected and mutated by some evil force.
Ji Shanru held a long sword emitting a faint light in his hand, with runes flashing on the sword body. Every time he swung it, it brought out a sharp sword energy, repelling the approaching monsters.
Qi Mo only paused for two seconds before he saw Ji Shanru narrowly avoid the pounce of a monster.
The monster was massive, its front claws slicing through the air like blades, sending up a whirring sound. Ji Shanru was agile, dodging sideways and narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. However, the battlefield situation was changing rapidly, and the crisis was not over yet.
Almost the next second after Ji Shanru stabilized her body, another mutant monster emitting a strange aura jumped out from behind her like a ghost.
The monster had mottled fur, its eyes flashed with a faint green light, its bloody mouth opened wide, revealing sharp fangs, and it pounced straight towards Ji Shanru's back, as if it wanted to tear her into pieces.
Almost subconsciously, Qi Mo narrowed his eyes suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and in an instant, the Qingwei ancient sword appeared steadily in his hand.
Runes swirled on the sword, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura. He only slightly locked onto the direction, and with a flick of his wrist, the Qingwei Ancient Sword in his hand shot out like a flash of black lightning, carrying a sharp sword energy, and stabbed straight at the mutant monster behind Ji Shanru.
The ancient sword sliced through the air, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound. The mutant monster sensed the approaching danger, and a deep dark intent flashed across its eyes, but it was too late.
The Qingwei Ancient Sword struck it with unwavering force, pinpoint accuracy. Immediately thereafter, with a dull roar, the monster's body suddenly exploded, its powerful force distorting the surrounding air.
Under the residual power of the Qingwei ancient sword, the monster's flesh and blood were all crushed into pieces, turning into wisps of black gas and dissipating in the biting cold wind, as if it had never appeared.
Ji Shanru naturally noticed the unusual movement behind her. She just turned her head quickly and glanced over, and saw Qi Mo nodding slightly at her.
In an instant, their eyes met, and without much words, Ji Shanru understood.
At that moment, she waved the long sword in her hand with a cold glowing light again without hesitation, turned around nimbly, and plunged into the fierce battle with the mutated monster again. The long sword in her hand danced like flying, and the sword energy was rampant. Every move and every style was filled with fierce momentum.
After about half an hour, thanks to the combined efforts of the two, the ferocious, ferocious mutant monsters were finally wiped out. The remains of the monsters lay scattered across the ground, and the air was filled with a strong, bloody smell.
"Under this iceberg is where the seal of the abyss lies." Ji Shanru let out a long sigh, exhaled the foul air, then took over several bottles of colorful pills handed to him by Qi Mo. With a slight twitch at the corners of his mouth, he raised his head and swallowed them all.
As the elixir entered her body, several streams of warm energy quickly flowed through her body, calming the chaotic spiritual energy in her body. After her breathing stabilized slightly, she looked at Qi Mo and asked, "This morning, I sent a message to the Ninth Heaven. Did you receive it?"
Qi Mo nodded solemnly upon hearing this. While briefly recounting his experiences in the Ninth Heaven, he reached into his bosom, took out the jade box the black-robed leader had given him, and handed it to Ji Shanru.
Seeing this, Ji Shanru's eyes flashed with anxiety, and she quickly reached out to take the jade box. She couldn't wait to open the lid, take out the jade slip inside, and concentrate on reading the information inside.
But as she read deeper, her brows gradually furrowed, her expression became more solemn, and her eyes were full of worry and shock.
After a long moment, Ji Shanru slowly raised his head, looking directly at Qi Mo. He said solemnly, "This information is crucial. The Cult of Light's plan to create a deity has reached a critical stage. They are attempting to harness the powerful force of the Mystic God's soul to create a terrifying weapon capable of controlling the Nine Heavens. The key to the Devil God's revival seems to be closely related to certain secrets within the Nine Revolutions Samsara Formation."
The moment Ji Shanru finished reading the jade slip, the originally clear handwriting on the jade slip was blown away by an invisible wind and quickly dissipated without leaving a trace.