Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1512 - 630: Chosen Route, Northbound

The three of them flashed inside, and Li Yunjing quickly set up a Stealth Array at the cave entrance.

After a dozen breaths or so, the massive figure of the Ice Puppet swept past outside the cave, shaking down cascades of snow.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Right after, dozens of Barbarian Race cultivators appeared nearby.

These people searched a round, and when they failed to detect the presence of Li Yunjing’s group of three, they continued the pursuit forward.

In the dim cave, Su Muqing finally caught her breath. "Fellow Daoist Li, I didn’t expect to run into you here..."

She glanced at Zhao Qi, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

"This is my Dao Companion, Zhao Qi."

Li Yunjing gave a simple introduction, then asked in a deep voice, "Why does your Beidie Sect want to steal the Profound Ice Soul?"

"Three years ago, we went to war with the ’Heaven Wolf Barbarian Race’, and at first the situation was very much in our favor."

Su Muqing gave a bitter smile. "But later, the other barbarian tribes came to support them, and it turned into a stalemate. We heard that in the Barbarian Race Holy Mountain, a High Priest of the Barbarian Race mediated, which made the other tribes agree to help."

"In order to deal with the source of the Barbarian Race, the Sect wanted to steal out the Profound Ice Soul, weakening the Array power of the Barbarian Race Holy Mountain to prepare for wiping it out!"

"Fellow Daoist Su, are you all insane?"

After hearing Su Muqing’s words, Li Yunjing’s expression grew solemn. "Are you planning to go into an all-out war with the Barbarian Race?"

"All-out war?"

Su Muqing shook her head with a bitter smile. "Fellow Daoist Li, there’s something you don’t know. Half a year ago, an Anomaly suddenly erupted from the Barbarian Race Holy Mountain, blood-light spreading for a thousand li around. After our Sect investigated, we discovered they were conducting some kind of Blood Sacrifice ritual..."

She took out a Memory Stone, and once True Essence was injected into it, a horrifying scene surfaced.

Countless Barbarian Race warriors knelt in worship before an ice-sculpted Altar, upon which lay dozens of Central Plains cultivators whose chests had been slashed open, their guts spilled out!

"They’re using cultivators’ Essence Blood to awaken some ancient existence."

Su Muqing’s voice trembled. "The Sect Leader suspects it’s related to the legendary ’Ice Demon Revival’. When that time comes, even if we don’t go attack them, they’ll come attack us."

"Sigh..."

Li Yunjing shook his head. Trouble had come.

Wasn’t the original instruction to Xu Wuyi just to let the Beidie Sect take some advantage?

How did it turn into something with the flavor of a decisive war now?

How could that be allowed?

Could the Beidie Sect handle this on their own?

If they couldn’t, would they seek aid from the Shenxiao Dao Sect?

This concerned the stability of the Great Ming Cultivation Realm. Once the Beidie Sect asked for help, there would be almost no reason to refuse.

Wouldn’t that drag the Shenxiao Dao Sect into the quagmire of war again?

"Do you have any confidence in victory?"

Li Yunjing had no choice but to grit his teeth and ask.

Su Muqing had just opened her mouth to answer when a rustling sound suddenly came from outside the cave.

The three of them turned back alertly, only to see a crystalline ice snake slithering out from a crack in the rock, and on its head, shockingly, grew a human face!

"Ice Spirit Gu!"

Su Muqing’s face changed drastically. "It’s a tracking method of the Barbarian Race High Priest!"

The ice snake opened its mouth and spat out a blast of cold air, and the temperature in the cave plummeted.

Li Yunjing drew a line with his sword finger, and a streak of Sword Qi cut the ice snake in two, but unexpectedly, the severed snake turned into dozens of smaller snakes that pounced at them!

"It is somewhat strange!"

Li Yunjing’s brows lifted, and Samadhi True Fire appeared in his hand.

The Samadhi True Fire split into dozens of tiny flames, wrapping around the dozens of little snakes and burning them into ash.

"It’s not safe here! Let’s change locations!"

The three of them rushed out of the cave, only to find the entire snowy mountain already surrounded by Barbarian Race warriors.

High above, an old High Priest with tattoos on his face held a bone staff, letting out a sinister, cold laugh. "Those who trespass into the Holy Mountain shall become sacrificial offerings to Lord Ice Demon!"

"Form up!"

Hundreds of Barbarian Race warriors struck their Shields in unison, the sound waves forming ripples visible to the naked eye.

The two women immediately felt the True Essence in their bodies become stagnant, and even Li Yunjing sensed a wave of irritation.

"Hmph!"

Li Yunjing let out a cold shout, dull yet thunderous. Amid the rumbling, the drumming on those Shields faltered, and the three of them were already charging toward the Barbarian Race army.

Li Yunjing charged at the forefront, the Yin Yang Five Elements Celestial Derivation Sword blooming with dazzling seven-colored radiance. As Sword Qi crisscrossed, the dozens of Barbarian Race warriors in the front row fell like wheat being harvested.

Blood sprayed across the snow, instantly freezing into scarlet Ice Crystals.

"Stay close to me!"

With a thunderous shout, his Sword Momentum suddenly changed; Yin Yang Five Elements Power flowed along the edge of the sword, transforming into a five-colored sword rainbow that swept in all directions.

The Rune armor of the Barbarian Race warriors was like paper mache under such Sword Momentum; in an instant, severed limbs and broken arms flew through the air.

Following close behind, Zhao Qi continuously fired Flying Needles from her hand, each strike precisely picking off Barbarian Race archers attempting sneak attacks.

Though Su Muqing was injured, she gritted her teeth and summoned an Ancient Mirror; wherever its light shone, Barbarian Race warriors’ movements abruptly slowed as if sinking into a mire.

"Stop them!"

The old High Priest roared angrily from afar, and as his bone staff swung, countless ice spikes suddenly erupted from the ice surface.

"Lihuo Liao-Yuan!"

Li Yunjing’s Sword Momentum did not pause; with his left hand he formed a seal and drew.

"Boom!"

Blazing flames burst from the sword edge, colliding with the ice spikes and erupting into a skyful of steam.

Using the mist as cover, the three of them had already broken through the first line of defense.

"Watch above!"

Zhao Qi suddenly cried out.

They saw more than a dozen Ice-Winged Eagles circling high in the sky swoop down; on the back of each eagle stood a Barbarian Race sorcerer, a bone flute in hand shrieking with a piercing note.

Where the sound waves passed, the snow exploded into countless deep craters.

Su Muqing hurriedly turned the Ancient Mirror toward the sky. "Profound Light Immobilize!"

Under the mirror’s light, three Ice-Winged Eagles immediately stiffened and plummeted.

Li Yunjing seized the opportunity, his sword transforming into a roaming dragon, lunging straight for the nearest sorcerer.

That sorcerer hastily tossed out a string of skull Magical Artifacts, but they were shredded to dust by the Sword Qi.

"Puff!"

Blood sprayed, and this sorcerer, whose strength rivaled that of a Golden Core Third Heaven, was cleaved in half along with his eagle in a single stroke!

The remaining sorcerers were shocked out of their wits at the sight and hastily pulled up to higher altitude.