The ground inside the cave is not flat, but has large and small snow hills, like steamed buns near and far. Occasionally, there are pieces of ice reflected as azure blocking the road horizontally or vertically.
As soon as he entered the cave, Li Yan found that the entrance was closing at a very fast speed. Cheng Wenming had explained to him before that for a melted cave with its restrictions broken, as long as a living being broke in from the outside, the restrictions on the entrance would be condensed again after three breaths, and then the entrance on the long wall of ice and snow would disappear without a trace, and no one would know when and where it would appear on the long wall of ice and snow next time.
After hearing this, Li Yan thought of a question and asked it after a little thought. That is, if the restriction on a melting cave is broken by someone, is it possible for someone to steal it
Cheng Wenming’s answer was of course yes, but the person who robbed it must be a master who was good at hiding his tracks, because all the cultivators who broke the ban here would be on guard against the surroundings with their spiritual sense at all times. Any stranger who entered the range of their spiritual sense would attract attention and even be attacked.
Cheng Wenming had heard of several such cases, but none of them were forcibly taken. They were all sneaked nearby, and as soon as the restriction at the entrance of the Rong Cave was broken, someone rushed in first, and then casually cast a magic spell to stop the person at the entrance from tracking. A premeditated magic spell to stop the three breaths was of course a piece of cake. These monks who were good at hiding either practiced special skills or were wind-attributed monks, and they had unparalleled speed.
As for cultivators with high cultivation levels who want to rob directly, it is a rare occurrence. After all, with such cultivation levels, one can break the restriction with one's own soul alone, and it will be faster that way. If one waits for cultivators with low cultivation levels to break it, it will be a torture.
"Brother Jiang, will there be any 'Snow Spirit Lord' within the first 500 miles? There will only be ordinary snow spirits or other monsters. The range controlled by a 'Snow Spirit Lord' is about a thousand miles. They will live in the middle distance of their controlled range. If something happens at either end, they will arrive first. Of course, if a 'Snow Spirit Lord' controls a larger range, it may not appear within a thousand miles. This kind of monster is very cunning. Even if they sense a cultivator or prey, they often will not show up. Only when they are sure that the opponent is very weak will they appear to hunt for food." Cheng Wenming began to explain in detail to Li Yan during the flight. It was obvious that he knew the 'Snow Spirit Lord' quite well.
Seeing Li Yan smiling and nodding, he continued, "Those ordinary snow spirits are different. They lack intelligence. As long as you get close, they will attack you, regardless of your cultivation level. There are other monsters here, such as wetland scorpions, earth snow bears, ice mandarin ducks..."
Then, after flying for less than a few dozen miles, Li Yan saw the Ice Mandarin Duck that Cheng Wenming mentioned. It was a bird similar to the mandarin duck, but it did not appear in pairs. It was just a solitary monster with silvery eyes and large webbed feet that were out of proportion to its body. Its feathers were silver-brown and looked very soft. Not only was its appearance not too scary, but it also had a kind of cuteness like ice porcelain.
But after the monster suddenly launched an attack, even though Li Yan had learned some simple introduction from the jade slip, he was still shocked. The Ice Mandarin Duck monsters were extremely ferocious. They usually hid in the dark caves. Their silver-brown bodies almost blended into the cave with dim blue light. Their breath was just like the temperature here, dropped to an extremely low freezing point, especially the extended head, which had been frozen there, motionless. Even if a cultivator scanned their silver-white eyes with his spiritual sense, if they did not pay careful and deliberate attention, they would almost be just two protruding snow dots embedded in a piece of ice and snow, barely detectable.
If Li Yan had not been on guard against everything around him in an unfamiliar environment, he would not have been able to notice it in the first place. In the flight, Li Yan's consciousness reflected a pile of silver-brown snow blocks beside the cave, which were emitting a faint breath. And this was only noticed when Li Yan was close to the ice mandarin duck within a hundred feet. At the same time that Li Yan noticed it, the ice mandarin duck seemed to have known that it had been discovered, and rushed directly to Tanzeshan who was walking in the front.
Obviously, although Cheng Wenming and the other two had entered the melting cave before, they may not have encountered a monster like Bingyuan in other melting caves. Until this monster attacked, the astonished expressions on their faces told Li Yan that they had just discovered the other party. From this point of view, it can be seen that Li Yan's consciousness is powerful. Cheng Wenming, who has reached the great perfection of foundation building, has no idea.
The range that spiritual consciousness can cover can be said to be a sign of whether a cultivator's spiritual consciousness is strong, but it is not the only measure. Even cultivators in the Qi Condensation Stage can do it within a range of a hundred or a thousand feet. However, if there are powerful creatures hidden in a small range, the spiritual consciousness of low-level cultivators will simply ignore them and cannot detect them. Cultivators with strong spiritual consciousness can see through everything in great detail.
The Bing Yuan that attacked suddenly was not as cute as he looked. He was extremely powerful. Just imagine how powerful a monster that dared to compete with a foundation-building cultivator would be. This was an adult Bing Yuan that had been promoted to a second-level monster. When facing four foundation-building cultivators, it launched an attack. Although the monsters on the first floor of the Beiming Demon Suppression Tower were generally weaker, there were also powerful ones. There were many extremely dangerous areas for Qi Condensation cultivators, and the "Melting Cave" was one of them. This was a restricted area for Qi Condensation cultivators. They could usually only explore 70% of the first floor of the Beiming Demon Suppression Tower. The rest of the area could only be entered under the leadership of a foundation-building cultivator. Otherwise, Qi Condensation cultivators could set foot in any corner of the first floor. They were no longer satisfied here and would be eager to enter the second floor.
The current situation is that the Qi Condensation Stage cultivators don't dare to hope to enter the second floor. Just like the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators on the second floor of the Beiming Demon Suppression Tower, there are also extremely dangerous areas. They can only avoid them from afar and dare not set foot in them. At most, they can form a team to try to enter the marginal area, or be led in by a Jindan Stage elder.
Bing Yuan's sudden attack made Li Yan and the other three unexpected. The first wave of attacks actually hit the four of them directly, using their innate magical power of group attack!
Bing Yuan's attack caught Tan Zeshan, who was walking in the front, off guard. When Bing Yuan flew over, she first glared at Tan Zeshan with her silver-white eyes, and it seemed as if her eye sockets were bulging out. However, in Li Yan's consciousness, those silver-white eyes did not emit any light or anything like that. Instead, a piercing scream that pierced the heart sounded in the ears of Li Yan and the other three. The four of them felt a sharp pain in their heads and were in a trance for a moment.
"Sonic wave attack!" This was Li Yan's first reaction. He felt as if his head was pierced by a steel needle. Fortunately, he had discovered Bing Yuan's existence before and was prepared. However, he did not expect that the opponent's attack was an invisible sonic wave attack. So he shook his head slightly and returned to normal. However, Tan Zeshan, who was walking in the front, was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, and his end was a bit embarrassing.
When Li Yan and the other three were flying in the cave, they all kept a distance from each other. There was a distance of about twenty feet between each of them. Tan Zeshan was in the front, followed by Ye Xiuwen, and behind them were Li Yan and Cheng Wenming. This posture gave the feeling of surrounding Li Yan in the middle, but Cheng Wenming communicated with Li Yan through voice transmission from time to time, and they seemed very harmonious, like a whole team.
When they entered the cave, Cheng Wenming told Li Yan that the monsters in each melt cave were different, but the only thing in common was that there were snow spirits in all melt caves. That was because the snow spirits seemed to be the darlings of this long wall of ice and snow, and they lived together. So the melt cave they entered had many different kinds of monsters. At this time, in Li Yan's opinion, it was obvious that the ice mandarin was something that Cheng Wenming and his friends had never encountered before.
Tan Zeshan was the closest to Bing Yuan, and his reaction was also fast enough, even among the cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, he was outstanding. Tan Zeshan walked in front, of course he was doubly careful, and reacted the moment Bing Yuan pounced. While his body retreated violently, the spiritual light of his body protection was strong, his hand had already brushed towards the storage bag, and his consciousness firmly locked Bing Yuan, but what made him misjudge was that he could not imagine that this small and obedient bird would fly out with his eyes wide open. His first reaction was that something like a light arrow would be shot out, so he gathered magic power on his hands and body to protect himself, and prepared to take out the iron scroll for defense.
But what he didn't expect was that Bing Yuan's eyes were actually sound waves attacking. Tan Zeshan was distracted by the sound waves in a hurry. His body trembled violently, and then a trace of blood immediately flowed from the corner of his mouth. His whole body was frozen. When a cultivator fights against a monster of the same level, the cultivator is often the weaker side. Monsters have strong or weak innate magical powers, and human spiritual power and immortal arts are cultivated separately. Even if the spiritual power is full and successfully promoted to the next level, the immortal arts they cultivate may not be able to be cultivated to the level of perfection in the corresponding level immediately, not to mention that many monsters have the innate magical power of group attack. Another point is that the cultivator's body is compared with the monster, whether it is toughness or flexibility, etc., which cannot be compared with the monster.
Just when Tan Zeshan had not yet recovered from the attack, the Ice Mandarin had flown to less than fifty feet in front of him. The Ice Mandarin clenched its claws violently, and the pair of webbed claws turned into fists. Then the Ice Mandarin raised its fists and opened them again violently towards Tan Zeshan while flying. Then a hook-shaped white light shot out from the palm of its palm towards Tan Zeshan who was still in a daze.
Before that, among the three people in the back, Li Yan had been the first to wake up from the sonic attack, but Cheng Wenming in his consciousness was not yet clear, so Li Yan's expression remained in shock, as if he had not yet woken up. Then Cheng Wenming immediately got rid of the sharp pain in his mind, and then he saw the three people who were still in a sluggish state, especially in front of Tan Ze Mountain in the front, a hook-like white light had flashed. Cheng Wenming did not hesitate, raised his hand and shot out a fire spell. Although it was his first time to encounter a monster like Bing Yuan, he had been to the Beiming Demon Tower twice, and of course he knew the approximate form of the monster's attack here.
And Li Yan in front of him, after sensing the hissing sound of cold souls in the white light, already knew the reason for the white light attack.
"The monsters here are special. They are all born from the evil spirits in this world. The second attack of this monster is not to attack the cultivator's body, but to attack the soul again and again. The white light seems to want to hook the soul out of the body and peel it off. If it succeeds, Tan Zeshan will lose his soul and become useless. In an instant, he will become a walking corpse."