I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2636: 1205: Mountain Summit (Part 2)

No wonder it could trigger the Heavenly Blessing’s warning.

Just as Chen Mobai was about to summon the Primordial Yang Sword, the ice–blue gem atop the palace unleashed a frigid, sharp radiance. The wolf-headed, human-bodied ice statues that had been in a kneeling posture around the Ice Coffin appeared to awaken, their dark green eyes swiveling towards him in unison.

Roar!

With a chorus of enraged howls, the twelve wolf-headed, human-bodied ice statues bellowed, enveloped in a blizzard as they surged from the palace and charged at Chen Mobai.

Facing these trivial tactics, Chen Mobai’s expression remained unchanged. A beam of blazing golden Sword Light illuminated the sky and, in an instant, had already swept across all the charging ice statues.

With the sound of cracking, every single ice statue was cleanly cleaved in half. Their dark green eyes flickered out, and they began to tumble down the mountainside.

Just when Chen Mobai believed he had dealt with these bothersome sentinels, wolfish howls suddenly echoed once more.

Then, to his astonished observation, the ice statues that had been split apart by the Primordial Yang Sword suddenly glowed with ice–blue cold light at their severed wounds, subsequently rejoining and sealing themselves back together.

This spectacle felt somewhat familiar to Chen Mobai.

The wolf-headed, human-bodied ice statues, leaping from mid-air once more with roars, unleashed razor-sharp Frost Blades, yet they were easily reduced to swirling fragments of shattered snow by the Primordial Yang Sword’s Prosperous Peace Sword strike.

And the first ice statue to lunge at him was ensnared by the newly reformed Nine Fire Flame Dragon under Chen Mobai’s control, melting into water, and finally evaporating completely into vapor.

He had initially assumed this action would be sufficient to prevent their revival.

But something that thoroughly astonished Chen Mobai occurred.

The vapor, after being dissipated, as if time itself had rewound, condensed in its original spot, reforming an identical ice statue.

This event finally prompted a look of sudden understanding on Chen Mobai’s face.

He now grasped the principle behind the familiar sensation.

This was the Permanent Power derived from the Pure Yang Great Dao.

Naturally, judging solely by the appearance of this Ice-sealed Mausoleum, it was evident that this could not possibly be the Pure Yang Great Dao; it could only be its corresponding counterpart, the Pure Yin Great Dao.

It was likely that the entity interred within the Ice Coffin had attained comprehension of Great Daos such as ice, snow, and Pure Yin, and prior to entombing himself in life, had fashioned these guardians using those Great Daos, intending to deter anyone from ascending the mountain peak and entering the palace to breach his tranquility.

Were any other Deity Transformation True Monarch to confront these undying guardians capable of infinite resurrection, they would truly be at a loss for solutions.

However, Chen Mobai was different.

Upon comprehending the underlying mechanism that enabled these wolf-headed, human-bodied ice guard statues to resurrect endlessly, he directly deployed the Primordial Yang Cauldron. Under the all-encompassing luminescence of the Pure Yang Great Dao’s brilliance, the twelve ice guard statues that were lunging forward were instantly enveloped.

In a mere moment, these entities that could still revive after being dismembered by the Sixth Rank Primordial Yang Sword, all let out cries of anguish and began to disintegrate continuously.

As wisps of cyan-blue radiance were neutralized and vaporized by the Pure Yang Great Dao, Chen Mobai once again wielded the Primordial Yang Sword and executed a slash.

Golden light flashed, cracking sounds resonated, and all the ice guard statues were decapitated once more. Yet, this time, they were utterly incapable of resurrection; their dark green eyes lost all their spiritual essence as they crashed down the mountain.

At the base of the mountain.

Due to the earth’s violent tremors and the mountain’s shaking, the entire Ice-sealed Mausoleum commenced undergoing tumultuous transformations, and the pervasive Ice Spiritual Qi became extremely agitated. Having lost the Taiyin Treasure Pearl, every step Han Xingzi took in the direction away from Snow Cloud Peak proved to be incredibly challenging.

He had just managed to evade a massive boulder that plummeted from the sky when he observed ice fragments raining down from the summit like deadly raindrops.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Han Xingzi's movements were swift and his footwork agile, allowing him to dodge every falling piece. In the process, he caught sight of the shapes of these descending ice chunks and could not help but stare in astonishment, his face filled with disbelief.

These Wolf God guardians were precisely those against whom the ancestors of the Three Veins of Ice Heaven had repeatedly and painstakingly issued warnings in their final moments.

Prior to Han Xingzi's time, their Three Veins had once seen Nascent Soul Cultivators successfully reach Snow Cloud Peak, and even perform offerings to that very Ice Coffin.

During one such journey, an ancestor's insufficient reverence during a ritual caused a Wolf God guard to awaken. The guard savagely broke the ancestor's legs, forcing him into a position of kneeling before the Ice Coffin until all his lifeblood drained away. This near-fatal ordeal threatened to scatter his Nascent Soul into oblivion.

Six Nascent Soul Cultivators, including himself, had joined forces for that expedition. Yet, even with their combined might, they were utterly powerless against the single, seemingly immortal Wolf God guard that could resurrect endlessly.

From that dire event forward, any Cultivator from the Three Veins of Ice Heaven daring to reach Snow Cloud Peak would invariably adopt a kneeling posture, offering their utmost sincerity in worship.

But now, Han Xingzi watched in disbelief as these very Wolf God guards were bisected and smashed to the ground before his eyes.

He meticulously counted the severed heads—precisely twelve in total.

This stark reality indicated that the Wolf God guards, once considered the absolute, invincible protectors of the Three Veins of Ice Heaven, had all been vanquished by the blade of Sect Master Chen of the Five Elements Sect. They were now relics of the past.

So, this is the true power of the number one Deity Transformation expert in the Eastern Continent!

A flicker of hope ignited within Han Xingzi's heart at this realization.

The existence of the Ice-sealed Mausoleum served as both the bedrock and the binding chains for their Three Veins of Ice Heaven.

If Sect Master Chen of the Five Elements Sect could vanquish the entity within the Ice Coffin atop Snow Cloud Peak, would it not grant the Three Veins of Ice Heaven unrestricted access to all the abundant resources within?

Furthermore, within the scattered Three Veins of Ice Heaven, the Ice Palace had faded into obscurity with the passing of Master Bing Yun, and now Master Luo Ying of the Snow Mountain Sect had inexplicably vanished.

His own Jade Shatter Hall possessed the potential to completely reunite and absorb the three fractured lineages that had been divided for so long.

Coupled with the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Drugs housed within this mausoleum, perhaps he could then negotiate with Sect Master Chen for a Communicating Holy Spirit Pill.

As Han Xingzi reveled in these visions of a glorious future, a striking Blue Moon ascended above Snow Cloud Peak.

Subsequently, an intensely piercing icy current radiated from the mountaintop, so frigid that it threatened to freeze Han Xingzi's very being and halt his thoughts.

With immense effort, Han Xingzi circulated the Taiyin Scripture, his own True Qi of the same origin allowing his Nascent Soul to narrowly escape his frozen physical form. However, without his body's protection, his Nascent Soul dared not venture far. It could only remain cross-legged atop his head, sacrificing his Lifespan Artifact to stubbornly endure the biting cold current that blanketed the heavens and earth in ice.

[Could this be the 'Freezing of the Void' achieved by the Extreme Yin Patriarch!?]

The ancient records stored within the Sect's archives surfaced in Han Xingzi's mind. As the sole Ascended Monk of Ice in this world, Extreme Yin, upon achieving Ascendance, had frozen each level of the Ninth Heavenly Tribulation before the assembled Deity Transformations of the Tianhe Realm. This remarkable feat was documented by the Impermanence Pavilion as an unparalleled marvel of the era.

This recollection spurred Han Xingzi's Nascent Soul to lift its gaze toward the Blue Moon hovering above Snow Cloud Peak. What he witnessed next was an even more awe-inspiring spectacle.

He observed the Void beneath the Blue Moon abruptly rend open, forming two vast fissures. It was as if a colossal hidden entity in the sky had opened its eyes, with the Blue Moon serving as a mark upon its brow.

These immense pupils resembled the most pristine deep-blue gemstones, radiating an aura of profound indifference and chilling coldness.

“Who dares disturb My slumber!”

The frigid utterance emanated from within the coffin housed in the palace atop Snow Cloud Peak. Chen Mobai perceived the stirring of a power that seemed to transcend the Peak of Deity Transformation.

However, a measure of relief washed over him as he discerned that while the surrounding Void was indeed frozen, it lacked the absolute dominion characteristic of a Cultivating Void stage cultivator.

This implied that his adversary had not yet ascended to the Cultivating Void realm.

If that were the case, a battle was feasible.

With this thought, Chen Mobai's Second Primeval Spirit directly integrated the power of the Primordial Yang Set into itself, once again coalescing into a radiant, golden Treasure Bead.

Upon revealing its true form, the Primordial Yang Treasure Bead ascended towards the heavens, continuously expanding as it pushed the “Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Purple Extreme Physique” of the Yuan Yang Ancestor to its ultimate limits.

A celestial Great Sun, its edges ablaze with streaks of purple radiance, materialized within the Ice-sealed Mausoleum. Emanating a searing heat capable of incinerating all matter, it rose to meet the Blue Moon, standing as its equal.

At the mountain's base, Han Xingzi gazed upwards, beholding Snow Cloud Peak crowned by a resplendent Great Sun and an icy Blue Moon. Two opposing Forces of the Great Dao, each utterly fearless, erupted into a head-on confrontation!

Rumble, rumble!

Instantly, the very fabric of existence tore asunder; mountains crumbled and seas evaporated, and all life within the Ice-sealed Mausoleum was struck into utter stillness!