The ice and freeze have covered everything.
But those tiny spots as small as mustard seeds, which contained Li Chu's soul breath, were still active.
Using his spiritual sense to peer inside, Pang Jian magnified the spots representing Li Chu tens of millions of times and discovered that each tiny spot seemed to be a miniature strange cave.
The scenes inside are all the same.
Each tiny cave is surrounded by a bright red maple forest. Soft maple leaves fill the ground, and there are villages and towns located in front of the maple forest.
A young child with a bold and wanton look was lying on his back on thick maple leaves, with a dogtail grass in the corner of his mouth, his legs crossed, looking at the sky leisurely and comfortably.
He has a free and easy temperament, as if he is looking forward to the future and weaving his own beautiful dreams.
This seemed to be Li Chu's childhood, when he was carefree and yearning for a better life in the future.
The autumn wind was chilly, but the sun was warm, so he obviously didn't feel cold.
He didn't feel cold, as if he really wasn't cold.
So when Pang Jian released the power of "Heart of Winter" and filled his body with extremely cold force, the figures condensed by his soul and will were still observing Pang Jian's physical condition.
He seemed to be looking up at the sky, but actually he was gazing at Pang Jian's dantian, the broken earth, his flesh, blood, bones, and the divine pool of creation.
"Did you see anything?"
Pang Jian smiled coldly.
Endless, extremely cold fog dissipated from the "Heart of Winter", gushed out from his body, and filled the void in the blink of an eye.
Among the powers of a single attribute, the one he mastered most proficiently was the power of extreme cold.
So when the maple leaves fell, he used his extreme cold power and the ice principles he had comprehended to condense them into cold mist, covering the entire maple forest.
"Crack! Crack!"
Maple forest, maple trees, and maple leaves are all frozen in the cold fog.
Or, it will be frozen and explode.
Most of the still maple trees were wrapped in ice, and the falling maple leaves were almost all frozen to pieces by the cold because they were in a moving trajectory.
In a very short time, there was not a single maple leaf left in the void maple forest evolved by Li Chu.
The thick cold fog was still spreading outward, gradually submerging the void maple forest, and making the battle between Pang Jian and Li Chu difficult to spy on.
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Hundreds of miles away.
"I can't see anything."
Wang Ce looked closely, and all he saw was the thick cold fog spreading wildly. He subconsciously asked, "Can you see the details?"
Liu Junhong smiled bitterly: "We are similar. What you can't see, I can't see either."
Li Yuqing and Wu Sujin, both of them were geniuses in cultivation who also came from Xirang. Their beautiful eyes were shining with light, and they were also staring at the thick cold fog.
But they also couldn't see the situation of the battle.
"If Liu Youyu were here, he could use the Xuantian Divine Mirror to spy on us, and perhaps he could see more clearly." Wu Sujin said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure passed through the seal of the rocky ground and quickly appeared in front of the four people.
It was Liu Youyu from the Yuan Qing Divine Kingdom.
Just as Wu Sujin had thought, she really took the Xuantian Divine Mirror and immediately hung it above everyone's head, illuminating the scene in the cold fog.
In the mirror, the maple tree was wrapped in ice and all the maple leaves were shattered.
And Pang Jian, at some point in time, actually sat under a maple tree.
He was thinking about something absentmindedly, and his angular face showed no anxiety or irritability, only calmness.
…
"This maple forest seems to be in the Fire Maple Tribe."
A deep and heavy male voice suddenly sounded in the observatory.
A figure as majestic as a mountain gradually became clearer from blurry, and finally became a middle-aged man with a resolute face.
He possessed an aura that was unshakable and a strong aura of desolation emanated from his body. He looked at King Li through the stone pillar.
He is Pei Yishen of the Desolate Realm, the true king of Beixu. Even his rival Dong Shangqing is quite impressed by him.
Next to him, there is another stone pillar that can represent Li Chu, but since this stone pillar was cast, Li Chu has not descended here as a spirit many times.
It’s not that Li Chu was unwilling to come, but most of the time, King Li would not notify him at all.
King Li is tolerant and accepts almost all the true gods of Purgatory Heaven and Earth, except Li Chu.
Because of this, Li Chu did not know the identity of Pang Jian, the world god.
When he later asked Pei Yishan for confirmation, he learned that when King Li revealed the matter to the true gods, he was the only one not summoned.
At this moment, Prince Li was drinking tea, glanced at Pei Yishan, and asked, "What do you want to say?"
"That maple forest and the Fire Maple Tribe are his lingering demons." Pei Yishan snorted and said, "You can obviously solve this problem and heal the scars in his heart."
King Li was not angry, and said calmly: "Why do you want me to solve his inner demons?"
"If you hadn't stopped him, he would have already resolved his inner demons!" Pei Yishen said angrily.
As calm as he is, he would have an argument with King Li at that moment because he knows how difficult it is for Li Chu.
"No one else is allowed to interfere in the internal affairs of my Jiuli Sect." King Li was still not angry, but just said: "From the moment he left the Huofeng tribe and entered the desolate land of Beixu, he is yours."
"A true god from the desolate land, what right do you have to enter the territory of my Jiuli Sect? What right do you have to lead the Huofeng tribe?"
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The maple leaves have fallen and the maple trees are frozen.
Pang Jian, with the sword on his knees, was competing with the divine power of the true god Li Chu under a maple tree.
The maple trees wrapped in ice suddenly began to shake, violently shattering the ice.
A wave of tender green light emerged from the void below the maple forest.
There were deep Taoist patterns visible to the naked eye, moving within the light waves like dragons and snakes, causing new trees to quickly grow in the maple forest, turning this place into a dense sea of trees.
In the distance, patches of trees created by Li Chu's power were also approaching here.
“Wow! Wow!”
The leaves and branches swayed, releasing interweaving green light and electricity, breaking this icy world.
The thick cold fog and the extremely cold power contained within were also being slowly eroded.
"snort!"
Pang Jian made an effort secretly.
The starlight and moonlight bloomed outward from his body one after another and merged into the cold fog.
There were also beams of thunder and lightning that densely filled the sea of trees, which combined with the extremely cold power in the cold fog to destroy the road paved by Li Chu.
At the same time, Pang Jian was still asking Yuan Mo: "Have you found your true self?"
"not yet."
The reason why the Source Demon Sword was not controlled was that although Li Chu's breath and divine power were everywhere, his real body was nowhere to be found.
If he can't find his true self, even if he cuts down more maple trees and wipes out more forests, he can't hurt Li Chu.
Suddenly, Li Chu's voice came from the tiny caves in Pang Jian's body.
"I was born in Fenglin, from a tribe of the Jiuli Clan. I have a connection with King Li."
All the children in the cave smiled and said, "After the Jiuli tribe was suppressed and disappeared, the Jiuli Sect was born in the territory that originally belonged to the Jiuli tribe."
"Nanyuan's Jiuli Sect is composed of nine tribes, practicing different spiritual secrets."
"The tribe I was born in was once on equal footing with King Li's tribe. My ancestor was also King Li's strongest opponent in his quest for the throne of God."
"The throne is so precious. In those days, the Jiuli Sect fought hard to get only one throne."
"King Li and my ancestor fought desperately for this seat of god. In the end, King Li was the winner. He lived up to everyone's expectations and was successfully promoted to a true god with this seat of god."
"Thus, he has established his unique position in the Jiuli Sect."
"But my ancestors died in the battle, and our tribe became the weakest tribe in the Jiuli Sect."
"I have known since I was a child that King Li is the king of our nine tribes. We must respect him and treat him as our god of faith. Even if I know that he ascended to the throne by stepping on the corpses of my ancestors, I will not complain."
"Originally, I could have continued like this. I wanted to be an ordinary warrior of the tribe."
"The bad thing is that I was gifted when I was a child, showing extraordinary cultivation ability, which made me hopeful to become the second true god of Jiuli Sect."
"However, the throne of God needs to be seized and a price must be paid before one is qualified to attempt fusion."
"When a new throne became available, he did not fight for it for me, but gave it to someone else."
"So, I left the tribe and went to the desolate land alone."
The child who symbolizes Li Chu speaks calmly inside Pang Jian's self-frozen body.
At this moment, the two did not seem like opponents who were going to fight each other out.
"It was Pei Yishan from the desolate land who made a promise to me and was willing to seek a seat of godhood for me. Pei Yishan did not let me down. He really did what he said and allowed me to join the ranks of true gods through the way of plants and trees."
"But that's not all I want."
"The tribe that raised me was the weakest of the Jiuli clan. After I left, my people lived an even more miserable life. I have become a true god, one of the strongest in this world, but King Li did not even take care of my tribe and let it fade into obscurity."
"After I became the true god of the Desolate Land, he did not allow me to return to my tribe, or even to provide any help."
"He is the king of the nine tribes and the nominal leader of the true gods. He is indeed more powerful than me."
"After all, I don't even have a real artifact."
“Pei Yishan can help me get a seat as a god, but he can’t help me with this matter.”
"I really can't do anything about King Li. Unless he escapes from Purgatory, or dies in Purgatory, I can fulfill the promise I made to the people of the tribe before I left."
This true god in the desolate land took the form of a newly grown tree, and he looked at Pang Jian with a smile.
The real him did not speak.
The voice came from Pang Jian's body and from the children in the cave: "Pang Jian, if you want to push King Li down from the leadership position like I do, we can form an alliance in secret."
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(End of this chapter)