“Boom!”
After a loud bang, there seemed to be the sound of gears turning inside the immortal tomb, and the entire immortal tomb was shaken.
All illusions of killing disappeared.
Yinfang let out a light exclamation, seeming a little surprised.
A vast fairy palace appeared around.
At this time, an old man wearing feathered clothes and a star crown appeared in the center of the hall.
The old man had white hair and beard, but had a childlike face. His skin was crystal clear like fine jade, his chest was still slightly bulging, and even his nostrils were breathing out a thin stream of white air.
"He's still alive?" Yinfang asked in surprise.
Lin Yi did not answer. Instead, he saw a bloody hole on his head and shook his head, saying, "No, he is dead. He died when he was condensing his Nascent Soul. It seems that his Nascent Soul is far from mature. He may know that he does not have much time left, so he wants to take a risk and try it. If he succeeds, he may be able to escape the bad luck."
"This body has been invaded by cold air, and even the sea of qi has turned into an ice field. It can no longer be used."
"If you don't escape this body, you will die with it."
"This situation is called transformation among the demons, and nirvana in Buddhism. They mean the same thing."
Seeing this cultivator who had a great chance of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage die in such an empty and unknown hall, Lin Yi suddenly felt a sense of sympathy and sadness.
How far is the eternal life that countless monks dream of from me
After pondering for a moment, Lin Yi's eyes fell on the black bead in the hand of True Lord Beihan. The pillar was not dazzlingly smooth, nor did it have a transparent color. It looked ordinary, but the word "bead" was always covered with a layer of white frost.
"This should be the Ancient Dark Ice Pearl."
Lin Yi guessed.
After saying that, he slowly stretched out his hand to grab the bead, but when he was one fist away from the bead, Lin Yi felt an extremely powerful cold current.
Although Lin Yi's fingers were unharmed, his soul did tremble as if he had been electrocuted.
Lin Yi quickly retracted his hand and looked solemn.
"What's wrong?" Yin Fang saw that Lin Yi showed a rare solemn expression, and even she became curious. Just now, he faced dozens of geniuses and ancestors, but he did it with ease.
"This ancient ice bead is too powerful. The terrible cold wave in this immortal tomb was caused by it."
"Even the entire Juehan Mountain Range that stretches for thousands of miles was caused by it."
At this point, Yin Fang pondered for a moment and said, "It seems to be true. I remember that the North Ice Region was a desert a hundred years ago, and later it became an ice region. Later, people thought it was caused by the arrival of my mother, but I didn't expect it was because of this bead."
"That's right. It was because of this bead that your mother decided to come here to practice, because the icy ground veins here complement your mother's black ice bloodline."
Lin Yi said lightly.
Yinfang nodded thoughtfully.
Although Lin Yi was a little solemn, he was mostly secretly happy in his heart.
It can turn a thousand-mile-long mountain into an iceberg, which shows how terrifying this bead is.
This is no longer an ordinary natural material, but a nearly top-level divine material.
If you use this to condense the golden elixir, there will definitely be more than 30% chance of condensing a divine golden elixir.
However, the cold wave from the bead is too terrifying. Once touched, it will directly damage the soul, and it cannot be carried, which seems to be a dead end.
Seeing the treasure right in front of him but unable to get it made Lin Yi frown.
"But even you can't get this bead, what should I do?" Yin Fang couldn't help but think about Lin Yi.