The Stone Palace.
Deep underground.
A huge altar made of numerous broken rocks fills the vast underground stone hall.
The shape of the circular altar looks somewhat similar to a copper coin, but there are six thick stone pillars standing in the corners.
On the column of the stone pillar, there are unknown runes engraved, as well as murals of the Cyclops offering sacrifices to the sky.
The body of Wang Yisen, a cultivator from the Dongxuan realm, and the headless body of Lingyun Sanren were both on the stone pillar next to the altar.
Pang Jian, standing outside the altar, felt a chill that chilled his soul, forcing him to use the fire power in his spiritual sea mixed with the power of the sun to resist the severe cold in the stone hall.
He observed carefully.
It was soon noticed that the altar hidden deep underground must have been destroyed and then rebuilt with the debris.
Because both the altar and the thick stone pillars have obvious cracks and gaps.
Some of the gaps still appear large.
"call!"
A figure wearing a feather crown and with an immortal-like appearance quietly floated out from the darkness.
“Lingyun!”
Pang Jian's expression changed, and he immediately realized that this was a spiritual evil condensed by Luo Hongyan.
"The soul of that guy in Yinling Temple is even stronger, but it's a pity that he couldn't be condensed into a spiritual evil."
Luo Hongyan sighed with a hint of regret.
When she fell, Wang Yisen was already dead.
Lingyun Sanren, who was well aware of the strangeness of the Yinling Temple, used the power of the altar to kill Wang Yisen, causing Wang Yisen's soul to dissipate instantly.
She couldn't even sense any remaining soul of Wang Yisen inside.
"Pang Jian, your guess is correct. Above us is a city built by the Cyclops. This city actually has the same name as the Ice Rock Island. The Cyclops calls it Ice Rock City."
Luo Hongyan, who had obtained some memories from Lingyun Sanren, explained: "Lingyun doesn't know why Bingyan City is here and how it was destroyed."
"When he first occupied this place, there was nothing strange about this broken land. But when he discovered this palace hidden underground and pieced together the broken rocks to rebuild it, cold air suddenly came out from the ground."
"By the way, the underground palace we are currently in is called the Stone Palace."
Seeing that Pang Jian was listening attentively, she continued to tell him the information she had obtained, revealing the mysteries of Ice Rock City, the Giant Stone Palace, and the altar one by one.
Pang Jian also learned that this huge stone temple hidden deep underground, and the incomplete altar that was reassembled by Ling Yun, was where the Cyclops used to communicate with the ice demon.
After the incomplete altar reappeared, the stone hall became freezing cold, and the cold air dissipated outward through the altar.
The Shattered Rock Island was also renamed Ice Rock Island by Lingyun.
Ling Yun used this extremely cold altar and part of the power of the broken altar to successfully kill Wang Yisen.
"Did he succeed in communicating with the so-called Ice Demon?"
Pang Jian wondered.
Luo Hongyan shook her head and said, "The destroyed altar is still in pieces after being pieced together, and only a small part of the mystery is left. Ling Yun has tried countless times in secret, but has never been able to communicate with the Ice Demon."
"but… "
Luo Hongyan paused and said, "You can go in and feel it."
"I?"
Pang Jian was surprised.
"Well, don't worry. Since Ling Yun is dead, he can no longer inspire the mystery of the altar. You will feel something wonderful when you sit down on the altar..."
Luo Hongyan suggested with a smile on her face.
Pang Jian frowned, walked along the stone steps to the altar, and then sat down there.
He looked around, touched the cold rock, and scratched the crack, but he didn't notice anything unusual.
“Try to close your eyes and feel it.”
Luo Hongyan pursed her lips and smiled mysteriously.
Pang Jian closed his eyes as he was told.
In an instant, he felt endless loneliness and felt that he was in a dark and empty place.
Around him, there was no breath of life, only eternal silence.
The terrifying icy aura slowly enveloped him like shackles, and the coldness seemed to be able to freeze his body and soul.
He shuddered in horror.
Apart from the extremely cold air surrounding his body, he felt as if he was lying in a bronze box without the bronze plate on his body.
In that box, he was also in a dark world, unable to touch anything, accompanied by eternal nothingness and dead silence.
Now that he was at the altar, he could touch the cold stone with his hands and feel the rock under his butt.
However.
His other feelings were almost the same as when he was in the bronze box without the bronze medal.
"Feel it?"
Luo Hongyan's deep eyes shone with a mysterious luster, and she said softly: "The situation in the altar is similar to the box in Bagua City."
She was also startled when she fell onto the altar.
Pang Jian's mind moved, and he asked in surprise: "Could it be that the ice demon that the Cyclops wanted to communicate with lives in such a world?"
"The Cyclops is now in the fifth realm, and the ice demon they want to communicate with should also be somewhere in the fifth realm." Luo Hongyan guessed.
Pang Jian shook his head: "No, it's not like that in the Fifth Realm."
Luo Hongyan was stunned for a moment, then she remembered that when she was in Bagua City, Pang Jian spent most of his time hiding in the dark world filled with filthy strange forces.
Pang Jian was obviously familiar with the aura of the fifth realm.
"Cyclops, Ice Rock City, Sky-Splitting City..."
Pang Jian murmured inwardly.
At this time, he wanted to use the dark anaconda to take another look at the current situation of the Sky-Splitting City in the fifth realm.
As soon as he thought about it, he concentrated his mind using the "Hutian Yangqi Jue" method, preparing to establish perception with the dark anaconda.
“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”
As soon as he entered the state of "Hutian Yangqi Jue", the harsh icy aura in the altar suddenly poured into his spiritual sea.
In the blink of an eye, frost had formed on Pang Jian's eyebrows and hair.
"Come down quickly!"
Luo Hongyan shouted in surprise.
She had a bad feeling and said hurriedly, "Ling Yun activated the power of the altar, which is why this place became so cold. This is how he killed Wang Yisen!"
She was afraid that Pang Jian’s body and soul would be frozen inside the altar, and that Pang Jian would die instantly.
"I'm fine."
Pang Jian, whose eyebrows and hair were covered with frost, felt it silently and said, "I want to practice on this altar. I can... absorb the extremely cold power in it. My body and soul can withstand this cold power."
Luo Hongyan was stunned, her eyebrows twitched, and she asked in surprise: "What do you mean?"
"Cold power is beneficial to me and not harmful!"
Pang Jian shouted softly.
Luo Hongyan's eyes showed strange color and she nodded slightly.
"You don't have to stay here, I'll be fine."
Pang Jian said again.
"no."
Luo Hongyan shook her head and insisted on staying.
So Pang Jian stopped talking and did not try to communicate with the dark anaconda. He let go and used the "Hutian Yangqi Jue" to absorb the extremely cold power in the altar.
In a short time, he turned into an ice sculpture covered with ice, and his limbs emitted an icy luster.
Luo Hongyan, who was standing by, clearly saw that many cold lights like icy lightning flew out from various places on the altar and instantly entered the body of Pang Jian, who had turned into an ice sculpture.
Gradually, a cold white air rose from the crack under the altar, surrounding Pang Jian, who was like an ice sculpture.
The stone hall is no longer so unbearably cold, the temperature is gradually rising.
Due to the destruction of the altar, the extremely cold air that had been emanating from it is now all concentrated on the altar again.
On the ground.
"strangeness… "
After Gao Yuan pulled a storage bag off the body of a casual cultivator, he looked at his feet with strange eyes.
The cold rock under his feet was no longer so cold, and the chill no longer penetrated his body.
The climate of Bingyan Island seems to be undergoing subtle changes.
Deep underground.
With his eyes closed and focused, Pang Jian turned into an ice sculpture, sitting on the altar that the Cyclops used to communicate with the ice devil.
He felt like he was in a desolate, cold and empty world, not the huge stone palace under the Ice Rock City.
As strands of extremely cold power gathered, a small... ice pool slowly appeared in his spiritual sea that was filled with spiritual power.
The ice pond and the fire pond were not far apart, like islands embedded in his spiritual sea, slowly gathering beams of icy power.
Inside the ice pool, the power of extreme cold was rapidly condensing and transforming into crystal clear ice cubes.
At the same time, many fragmentary images also entered Pang Jian's mind.
In a trance, Pang Jian saw a scene that had happened before.
The sun was high in the sky, and above his head there were numerous intact landmasses, filling his vision.
He leaned against the sky, looking down at a huge piece of broken land, and saw the Ice Rock City that had not collapsed.
In the majestic and grand city, there are many Cyclopses living around, using crude stone tools to make fire and cook.
A Cyclops several dozen feet tall, a sturdy man with only animal skins wrapped around his waist, carrying a ferocious beast of a high level, laughed heartily, and stepped out from a mountain range shimmering with golden light.
One giant in particular stands out.
He towered over all the tribesmen, with an aura as majestic as the mountains and seas. A strange light green snake was wrapped around his waist, and he held a giant axe that seemed to be able to split the sky.
He led his tribesmen on a hunting trip and entered the Ice Rock City with a loud laugh, receiving admiration and cheers from his tribesmen along the way.
“Wow!”
The picture changed.
The most majestic Cyclops chief was kneeling on one knee, with a tiny one-eyed baby floating in the palm of his broad left hand.
His one eye was red, as if a pool of water was slowly forming.
He saw in his child's chest a shrunken heart shaped like a walnut, and the life force was slowly draining away.
"Aman!"
The old patriarch lowered his head and sobbed, unable to accept the cruel fact that his own bloodline would die from the moment he was born.
In the following days, the leader of the Cyclops became depressed all the time.
In order to extend the life of his child named A'man, he took out the ancient stone tools of the tribe, dug a huge stone temple underground, placed a huge incense burner, and set up an altar that could be used to communicate with the ice demon.
His grandfather had repeatedly warned him not to use forbidden techniques or altars, and not to communicate with the ice demon.
But he did not follow his ancestors' teachings.
As black smoke rose from the huge incense burner, he successfully established a connection between the altar and the ice demon whose location was unknown.
At the Ice Demon's command, he took out the Teng Snake, the Spirit Turtle, the huge red fruit and other items as sacrifices, in exchange for a green juice that could prolong life from the Ice Demon.
Ah Man's shrunken heart stopped losing vitality after taking the strange green juice.
His youngest son, A'man, survived.
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(End of this chapter)