Xuanwu War Sovereign

The deeper he went, the more potent the icy aura became. A frigid presence permeated the air, so thick it felt tangible.

After several hours, a layer of white frost began to form on the hair at his temples.

’I’m almost there!’ Qin Feng endured the chill that seeped deep into his soul as the Innate Primordial Qi in his body worked furiously to refine it.

If not for the Innate Primordial Qi’s ability to devour and assimilate all forms of alien power, Qin Feng would have long since turned into a block of solid ice.

Even so, the flow of Innate Primordial True Qi within his Circulation Meridians also began to slow.

Qin Feng knew he couldn’t hold out for much longer. He had to find the Spiritual Object hidden in this glacier as soon as possible.

Squeezing his way through a series of connected ice caves for about a hundred paces, Qin Feng felt he was getting closer and closer to the hidden Spiritual Object.

GURGLE! Suddenly, from several hundred paces away, Qin Feng heard the sound of a flowing stream, an endless RUSH.

’I’ve found it!’ Qin Feng’s heart leaped with joy. He quickened his pace, and soon an ice cavern appeared before him.

It was a dripping ice cave within the glacier, filled with icicles. To his surprise, there was actually a spring in the middle of the cavern.

GURGLE GURGLE! The spring water rushed and flowed, splashing several feet high before trickling into the glacier’s crevices, forming small streams.

"Is this... a Cold Soul Spirit Spring?" Qin Feng stared, dumbfounded, at the spring gushing with water.

Qin Feng could hardly believe his eyes.

At major auctions, a single bottle of Cold Soul True Water would fetch an eye-popping price.

And right before him was an entire spring of it.

Qin Feng sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes shining. A Cold Soul Spring—its value was immeasurable.

’I’ve struck it rich!’

As his eyes gleamed, Qin Feng was just about to step closer to observe when he heard a strange sound coming from another ice path leading to the cave.

’Someone’s here?’ The excitement in Qin Feng’s heart instantly cooled. He scanned his surroundings, his gaze landing on a massive ice crystal. In a flash, he was behind it, peering out silently.

SHFF SHFF! A few soft footsteps echoed as a youth in green robes walked out from the ice path, appearing at the edge of the cave.

’It’s him!’ Qin Feng got a closer look at the figure who had suddenly appeared and his expression changed in shock.

’How is this possible? Isn’t he dead? How can he be here?’ Qin Feng almost bit his tongue.

The youth who had suddenly appeared in the ice cave was none other than Zhao Mingcheng, the man who had died at his hands!

Qin Feng’s face was filled with astonishment. He was absolutely certain that back in the Refining Spirit Hall, Zhao Mingcheng had been as dead as could be; he had even shattered his heart with a single blow.

But now he looked vigorous and full of life. Not only was he not dead, but his strength seemed to have grown immensely. The aura fluctuating around him was even stronger than Qin Feng’s, not weaker.

Late-stage Martial Arts Ninth Layer Heaven!

Moreover, he had appeared with eerie timing in this ice cave that contained a Cold Soul Ice Spring.

’What’s going on?’ Qin Feng’s expression was grim as he pondered the situation.

In the ice cellar, Zhao Mingcheng swaggered out of the ice path. With a flash, he appeared near the spring. Looking at the gushing water, his eyes filled with ecstasy. He clapped his hands and laughed. "Excellent, excellent! My treasure is still here!"

"Zhao Mingcheng" looked smug. Ten thousand years ago, back when he was still just an ordinary disciple in the Lingxu Sect, he had discovered this Cold Soul Spirit Spring in this very glacier. He hadn’t told anyone at the time. Aided by this Spiritual Spring, he gradually rose through the ranks, becoming an Outer Disciple, then an Inner Sect Disciple, a True Disciple, and eventually even seizing the position of Sect Leader of the Lingxu Sect.

One could say that without this Spiritual Spring, there would be no renowned Lingxu Venerable.

It was just that after achieving Great Success in his Cultivation, "Zhao Mingcheng" sealed the Spiritual Spring in ice. He never expected that after the great upheaval later on, the Spiritual Spring would still be here. And because of the seal, its efficacy was countless times stronger than it had been ten thousand years ago.

The dense Ice Cold Spiritual Qi it emanated was incredibly pure. This was a natural Pocket World Blessed Land.

Zhao Mingcheng took a deep breath of the pure Ice Cold Spiritual Qi emanating from the Spiritual Spring, his eyes narrowing in comfort.

"Hmph, with this Spiritual Spring, I can finally refine the Death Qi in this body, come back to life, and repair the flaws from this forced possession!"

"It’s all that damn Qin Feng’s fault! If that little bastard hadn’t seen through my trap, why would this Venerable One have been forced to possess a dead man and be left with such terrifying side effects!"

"And that yellow-haired brat dared to toy with this Venerable One again and again, profaning my dignity! Once my powers reach Great Success, I will flay that little bastard, rip out his tendons, and tear his body to shreds! Only then will this hatred be sated!"

"Zhao Mingcheng’s" tone was utterly venomous, his sinister voice even colder than the icy aura erupting from the Cold Soul Spirit Spring.

He gritted his teeth, mad with hatred.

Looking at the gurgling Spiritual Spring before him, "Zhao Mingcheng’s" expression relaxed slightly.

"Fortunately, with this Spiritual Spring, as long as I soak in it and slowly absorb its essence, this body can eventually be made whole. I can even cultivate the Bingpo True Body, one of the twelve True Inheritances of the Lingxu Sect! Once the Bingpo True Body is formed and an Ice Soul Divine Power enters my body, my Cultivation speed will advance by a thousand miles a day. Even an ordinary Divine-Demon Physique couldn’t compare!"

"Then, I’ll use this identity to enter All Stars Academy. The position of Elder will surely be mine for the taking! Hmph, hmph, at that time, some Liu Canyang, some Xiao Yuchan, whatever geniuses or prodigies they are, they will all be trampled beneath my feet!"

In the corner, listening to Zhao Mingcheng’s resentful words, Qin Feng was stunned. He thought to himself, ’It’s him! That Stone Man who called himself the Lingxu Venerable!’

’He actually broke out of the stone and possessed Zhao Mingcheng’s body!’

When he finally heard "Zhao Mingcheng" vowing to deal with him, Qin Feng’s brow furrowed in anger. ’You rotten Lingxu Venerable! You were the one with malicious intent, trying to lure me into a trap to seize my body. I saw through your plot, causing you to lose face, and now you dare to blame me!’

’And you want revenge on me? I haven’t even gotten payback for your scheming!’

Qin Feng seethed with anger, his eyes glinting with a dangerous light as he watched "Zhao Mingcheng" walk step by step into the Spiritual Spring.

’Fine. I wasn’t going to bother with you, but since you want to come after me, don’t blame me for ruining your plans, destroying your foundation, and cutting off your escape. You brought this upon yourself!’

"Zhao Mingcheng" walked step by step into the bone-chilling Spiritual Spring. An ordinary Martial Artist would likely be frozen solid before they even got close to such an icy Spiritual Spring, but "Zhao Mingcheng" was different. He cultivated one of the twelve True Inheritances of the Lingxu Sect, the "Cold Ice Divine Sword Technique." Far from being frozen upon entering the Spiritual Spring, he was like a fish in water.

A hint of smug delight appeared in his eyes. "Zhao Mingcheng" gradually closed his eyes and began to circulate the Cold Ice Divine Sword Technique to cultivate...

(This is the third update. The fourth and fifth updates will be released together at 5 PM.)