Chapter Fifty-two: Escaping from the Predicament

  "This is terrible, the cold air is extremely chilly! Looking at this vast and boundless scene, even if I were skilled in martial arts, I'm afraid it would be impossible to escape the range of this cold air's coverage!"

  "Ah, whatever! I'm dead anyway! I was prepared to die before entering this ancient tomb!" Ling Luoye gazed at the surging cold air mass, motionless. It wasn't that he didn't want to dodge, but because he truly couldn't avoid it! Nor did he know where to flee to!

  "Zi Die, Luo Yu is useless, Luo Yu can't wait for your arrival, Luo Yu has left first. If we have fate, maybe we can only meet again in the next life!" Ling Luo Yu let out a long sigh and closed his eyes slightly.

  A chill ran over his body, wave after wave of icy coldness piercing into Ling Luofei's body, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Luofei had turned into a human-shaped ice sculpture just like that tyrant.

  "Ling Gongzi!" Qin Ling'er's sorrowful cry echoed across the sky.

  "Mu Yi is dead, and Ling Gongzi is also dead! How can I, Ling'er, live alone!" Qin Ling'er's palm flipped lightly, and a crystal-clear jade bottle appeared in her hand. She tilted her head back, and without hesitation, she poured all the medicinal powder from the bottle into her mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

  After swallowing the medicinal powder, Qin Ling'er's entire body was crazily twisting and contorting, her aura suddenly surging violently. Judging from her appearance, it had at least increased by more than tenfold.

  Congenital realm! In this brief moment, Qin Ling'er's strength had already reached the congenital realm! Moreover, it didn't stop there, Qin Ling'er's strength was still surging violently!

  "What kind of poison is this?" Han Xiao's face changed greatly, staring at Qin Ling'er.

  Hong Fei, Zhuang Luo Chen and others were also staring at Qin Ling'er in shock. Suddenly, Hong Fei seemed to remember something, his face changed, and he said: "I heard that there is a poison in the southern barbarian land called 'Transformation Poison'. This poison can increase a person's strength by thousands of times in an instant, because it stimulates the potential of human life. In this instant, all the essence, energy and spirit of a person will be fully stimulated!"

  He paused for a moment, and Hong Fei let out a long sigh, shaking his head: "It seems that the poison Qin girl took is similar! This poison can instantly raise a person's strength to a terrifying level, but afterwards it is also certain death! It seems that Qin girl has given up all hope!"

  At this time, apart from the violently rising strength, Qin Ling'er had already recovered as usual. She turned her head and looked at the people present, Qin Ling'er gave a desolate smile and said: "Ling'er will take her leave first, even if she dies, she will drag that beast to be buried with her, hoping everyone can cooperate well with Ling'er!"

  Looking at Han Xiao, Qin Ling'er said: "Brother Han, I won't be able to accompany you through the Tongxian Mausoleum. Take care of yourself!"

  As the voice faded away, Qin Ling'er's figure flashed and she pounced towards that ice toad.

  Born to be a master is just born to be a master! Although the ice toad's mouthful of cold air was frantically spraying, it couldn't affect Qin Ling'er at all. Before even getting close, it had already been blocked by the innate aura surrounding Qin Ling'er.

  Rumble...

  Qin Ling'er's slender jade hand had already imprinted itself on the ice toad. This one palm, the ice toad was violently repelled by several zhang, and its two feet were also deeply embedded in the mountain rocks.

  However, Qin Ling was also knocked back several steps, his palm numb with pain.

  "This beast! Its defense is terrifyingly strong, I've already increased my strength so much, yet this one palm still hasn't injured it!" Qin Ling'er slightly furrowed her brow and struck again with another palm, covering the ice toad's head.

  Zhuang Luo Chen, Hong Fei exchanged a glance, nodded, and also rushed forward.

  Although it was already noon and the sun was high in the sky, it did not bring any warmth to this icy and bone-chilling place.

  "Awesome, really awesome!" Looking at the ice toad in front of them that was panting heavily, Zhuang Luo Chen and Hong Fei couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

  With Qin Ling'er, this suddenly appearing innate expert holding him back, in just this short moment, several people actually died under Bing Chan's hands. Bing Chan's defensive power was truly terrifying, and Zhuang Luo Chen and Hong Fei found it extremely difficult to break through his defenses.

  That ice toad's seemingly thin white skin was as hard as a turtle shell, indestructible. Even the divine sword of Zhuangzi Dust could only leave a few blood marks on it, let alone other people's weapons.

  On the contrary, the cold air sprayed by the ice toad would cause people to lose a layer of skin upon contact, even if they didn't die.

  Although, because Qin Ling'er's palm after palm was printed on the ice toad, shaking off a lot of cold air from the ice toad's body, yet no one dared to underestimate it.

  Inside that ice sculpture, all of this fell before his eyes. However, although he hadn't died like Qin Lingyu and the others had thought, he still couldn't move in the slightest.

  Because, just as the cold air invaded Ling Luo's body in an instant, suddenly, a hot and fiery energy flow appeared in Ling Luo's meridians, and the icy cold air was completely eliminated by this fiery energy flow before it could even react.

  "Unbelievable, the Nine Yang Pulse actually has such an effect! No wonder I didn't feel any cold in that icy cave. So that's how it was!" Ling Luoye thought to herself with a wry smile.

  At this moment, the scorching air flow that had just calmed down inside the meridians seemed to be stirring again.

  "Not good, it's noon again, and the Nine Yang Pulse is about to act up!" Ling Luoyu didn't dare move a muscle, because he discovered that within this ice sculpture, the pain of the Nine Yang Pulse acting up was much milder.

  A thread of cold air, seeping through the slow infiltration of the icy sculpture into Lingluo Feather's meridians, but within those meridians, there was an incredibly hot and strange airflow. The hot flow had been circulating in Lingluo Feather's meridians for a long time, so how could it tolerate anything else occupying its territory? Especially its arch-nemesis - the cold flow.

  The power of that hot current was obviously far beyond what the cold current could match. The infiltration speed of the cold current became faster and faster, and the entire ice sculpture seemed to have signs of rapid melting, but even so, that hot current still remained like a giant ancient beast, no matter how much the cold current came, it solved just as much, without any delay.

  Although the cold current's constant impact didn't have much of an effect on that hot current, that hot current also became a lot milder. At least, Ling Luofei felt that this time's Nine Yang Pulse's outbreak was weaker than before.

  "Rumble!" With a loud noise, the entire ice sculpture finally shattered into pieces and fell to the ground as blocks of fragmented ice. The fragments melted instantly because Lingluo Yu had absorbed most of the cold energy from the ice sculpture, leaving it without any chill to support it. Without the cold air, how could the ice sculpture not melt?

  In the valley, the village, dust, Hongfei, and even the ice cicada all stopped in an instant, looking at the suddenly appearing Lingluo Yu. Every eye was filled with a shocked expression.