They had already passed the point where the two continents were closest to each other. If they continued forward, the two continents' coasts would start to separate, and the sea would become even wider. It was a place Shao Xuan had never set foot in before.
After flying day and night without rest, Chacha was still able to continue even though she was tired. Many giant mountain eagles would have to fly for a long time without rest before heading to Eagle Mountain. This was not the first time Chacha had experienced such a long flight.
However, Shao Xuan could already feel that Chacha's stamina was severely depleted. If there was still a boundless sea in front of them, how long could Chacha last? Where was their chance of survival?
The wind was getting colder and colder. On the azure sea surface, white dots gradually appeared. They were not sea creatures, but floating icebergs.
As they continued forward, more and more white icebergs appeared on the surface of the sea. At first, they could only see small icebergs bobbing up and down with the waves. Later on, large icebergs as large as mountains appeared on the surface of the sea. From time to time, they could see some seabirds or sea creatures resting on the icebergs.
Shao Xuan let Chacha rest on one of the icebergs. After hurriedly eating some of the sea creatures they had hunted, they continued flying.
The sea creatures behind them were still tirelessly chasing after them. They had already closed the distance while they were resting.
The totemic flame in Shao Xuan's mind swayed in the direction they were flying.
Still in front?
More and more white appeared in their field of vision. The azure sea water seemed to be ending in white.
Icebergs?
No, it was a land of ice covered in snow!
The water vapor in the wind carried a bone-chilling chill. However, this kind of weather made the tired Chacha and Shao Xuan feel invigorated.
The giant mountain eagles were not afraid of the cold. Every time they went to Eagle Mountain, they had to pass through the ice plains at the top of the mountain. In terms of cold, Eagle Mountain did not lose to this place. However, this place was just too big. There was no end in sight!
The thousand-meter-tall iceberg made people shudder in fear. The seawater was covered by a thick layer of ice, and the ice layer extended far into the sea. The wide ice shelf was like an extended continent, and even a huge group of beasts could walk on it without worry.
There were all kinds of strange blue and white icebergs, thick cliff-like ice shelves, and a white world of ice and snow in front of them. It was like a forbidden land floating on the sea that no one had set foot in.
No living creatures could be seen. No one knew when this frozen world had existed, and how old it was..
Chacha landed on the ice shelf. Shao Xuan dismounted and stepped onto the white ice. The ice shelf here was actually a hundred meters higher than the sea surface. However, when one stepped on the ice shelf, perhaps because the view in front of them was too wide, there was no obstruction until they connected to the land.
Continuing forward in the direction of the ice land, one would see a mountain range of ice and snow. There were many mountains there, and most of them were made of ice and snow. This gave one the feeling of stepping onto a plain. Only when one stood at the edge of the ice shelf and looked down at the sea below would one realize that they were actually standing so high up.
Shao Xuan let Chacha rest at the side while he walked towards the land alone.
People who came here for the first time wouldn't be able to tell the difference between land and ice, but everything was clear in Shao Xuan's vision.
The ice shelf covered a wide area. Shao Xuan walked for a long time before he reached the edge of the land. However, to the naked eye, it was still white.
A few hundred meters away from Shao Xuan's path, a huge iceberg had broken off from the ice shelf, forming a blue waterway. There were many ice floes of different sizes on the waterway. The seductive blue of the sea and the majestic white of the snow made this world of ice and snow look even more mysterious and cold.
However, Shao Xuan was not in the mood to look at the strangely shaped icebergs. He was focused on the snow-covered land in front of him, and the mountain range that blocked his view.
Step by step, he walked forward.
Whoosh —
The sound of the water rippling came from behind him. More sounds were coming closer.
Shao Xuan did not need to look back to know that it was the puppet sea monsters under Yi Xiang's control. They were following him.
The lifeless sea monsters swam over from the waterway, climbing up the ice shelf along the steep slope. Their sharp claws were nailed to the ice, creating a creaking sound.
The sound of flapping wings and the sound of landing on the ice shelf overlapped, as if there was no pause in the hailstorm.
Unknown seabirds were densely packed, like a dark cloud that covered the sky.
The flock of birds dispersed, revealing a person in a sandy-yellow cloak in the middle. The exposed hand that held the wooden skewer became even more shriveled, until it was only skin and bones.
Behind the cloaked man, huge sea beasts climbed up from the edge of the ice shelf that was almost perpendicular to the sea surface like a cliff. Their huge beast claws stepped on the ice mountain. The sea beasts that should have lived in the warm sea were now completely unaware of the cold.
When a few sea beasts were climbing up, the edge of the ice shelf cracked, and large pieces of ice fell into the sea along with the sea beasts. The cracked ice became icebergs floating on the sea surface, and the sea beasts that fell into the sea continued to climb up. No matter how many times they fell, they continued to climb up like tireless machines.
More and more sea monsters appeared on the ice shelf. The flock of birds stared blankly at their surroundings with their greyish-white eyes. The once vast, white ice shelf was now occupied by a group of beasts that exuded an aura of death. The group was still expanding.
The Yi family was stronger than most tribesmen in terms of physical strength. That was why the Yi family would never engage in close combat. They either used spiritual attacks or other methods, such as Yi Xiang's favourite puppet enslavement technique.
Many sea monsters in the deep sea had extremely tough bones. Even the Gongjia family's best weapons might not be able to cut through their bones cleanly. Plus, these sea monsters had the absolute advantage in terms of size!
These were all excellent puppets!
However, not everyone could enslave a puppet like this. Yi Xiang, who could enslave so many sea monsters, must have the power of his fire seed!
Yanjiao tribesmen were physically stronger than other tribesmen but compared to these sea monsters, they were nothing.
With such a large group of puppets, even ten Yanjiao tribesmen might not be able to defeat them. This was the first time Shao Xuan had experienced Yi Xiang's capabilities so clearly. Even when he fought the Yi family, Yi Xiang had never used his full strength. This time, Shao Xuan knew that Yi Xiang was really going all out.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and only a faint ray of sunlight shone through the gaps between the dark clouds. This bit of sunlight was unable to change the gloomy and depressing weather. The undulating icebergs on the surface of the sea and the irregular waves of the sea made the area look eerie and dangerous.
As if oblivious to the sea monsters behind him, Shao Xuan continued walking towards the mountains.
"Shao Xuan." The sound of sand grinding in the desert rang out on the vast ice shelf and snowy ground. Although the sound was not loud, it could clearly be heard from afar. It was as if an ice-cold knife from the desert had slashed across the icy ground, raising a bone-chilling frost.
Shao Xuan continued walking towards the towering mountains, not looking back. His footsteps were steady, not panicked by the army of puppets.
"Where did you get the power of the ancestral shaman?" asked Yi Xiang.
"You're asking me? Who should I ask? " Shao Xuan did not know how the special power came to him. It must have had something to do with the egg-like stone. However, he would not tell Yi Xiang that.
"How powerful is the ancestral shaman?" asked Yi Xiang.
This time, Shao Xuan did not answer. He continued walking, his eyes fixed on the towering mountains. He could feel the gaze on his back sharpening.
Shao Xuan could feel that even with the power of the Yanjiao ancestors in the bone ornaments, he would not be able to wipe out this army of puppets that did not know pain or fear. It would be a waste of energy if he did that.
He began to understand why Yi Xiang was pressing him so hard. One reason was that he saw him as the greatest threat, the other was that he was curious about the ancestral shaman's power.
As for what would happen if Shao Xuan lost his life under such pressure? He could only blame it on his bad luck. That was indeed Yi Xiang's plan.
Before Shao Xuan could answer, Yi Xiang stopped twirling the wooden bracelet. The large hood covered his face, hiding his expression. Only a sharp gaze could be seen as he raised his other arm.
Chi —
The group of puppet beasts that had been waiting suddenly began to move like machines that had suddenly received orders. Their hard claws slashed across the thick layer of ice that had been frozen for an unknown number of years, creating a cloud of icy mist.
Even from a thousand metres away, Shao Xuan could feel the murderous rage and murderous aura from the edge of the ice shelf, as well as the great power hidden beneath the bodies of the dead.
However, Shao Xuan did not turn back. He frowned slightly as he looked up at the towering snow-white mountains before him. He suddenly smiled.
The totemic flame in his mind no longer wavered. It only flickered, as if waiting for something.
Looking at the towering mountains that had been frozen for an unknown number of years, Shao Xuan finally understood why the totemic flame had pointed him here when he was searching for a way out. Why his intuition had led him here.
Even though he did not know what would happen and whether he could seize this opportunity with his current abilities, how would he know if he could win without trying?
"How powerful is the ancestral shaman? I don't f * cking know! "
In that instant, Shao Xuan felt an indescribable madness rush into his mind. It was as if there were no emotions at all. He stopped thinking about the puppets and stopped thinking about where he was.
Under the sudden burst of totemic power, totemic patterns covered his entire body. The bottom of each totemic pattern gradually turned red, as if red lava was flowing beneath it. Yanjiao's totemic power continued to flow as Shao Xuan was familiar with it. However, there was another force that was rising rapidly, attacking every blood vessel and bone.
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