Chapter 548
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"Huuu ~" Tang Ao slowly let out a breath of impure air and looked at the blizzard cyclone that had been depleted to the sixth level of the Spiritual Sea Realm. This was the second time that Tang Ao's spiritual power was depleted. However, after exhausting his spiritual power twice, this blizzard cyclone had only been depleted to the sixth level of the Spiritual Sea Realm. Who knew how long it would take to break this blizzard cyclone? As Tang Ao sat down cross-legged to recover his spiritual power, he secretly thought about how to break this blizzard cyclone and obtain the Primordial Sacred Heaven Bow wrapped inside.
As he tried his best to break this cyclone, Tang Ao was also secretly on guard against Yan Yan, who could attack at any time. In Tang Ao's opinion, Yan Yan was like a madman. No one knew how many balls of blizzard cyclones had not been broken yet. With Yan Yan's power at the seventh level of the Sea of Souls Realm, no matter which one he wanted, he would be able to break it open and take it out.
However, Yan Yan didn't do that. Instead, he killed people and stole their treasures. While Tang Ao was on guard against Yan Yan, who could attack at any time, Yan Yan was still fighting with a group of martial artists on the northern side of the snowfield. At this moment, the northern snowfield could be said to be the bloodiest place in this snowfield. On this snowfield, there were dozens of corpses of martial artists lying in disorder.
These martial artists lying on the ground were all killed by Yan Yan not long ago. Yan Yan's weapon was the Nine Yin Bone Crushing Ruler, so their deaths were naturally very ugly. On the white ice and snow, white and red blood flowed all over the ground. Most of the martial artists had their heads split open, and their brains spilled everywhere as they died. After killing these martial artists, Yan Yan easily obtained more than a hundred treasures wrapped in the blizzard cyclone.
These treasures were priceless, and many of them were unique items that had a price but no market. Yan Yan alone obtained so many, which naturally aroused the jealousy of others. On the snowfield, the second and third level Spiritual Sea Realm martial artists were all killed by Yan Yan. And the martial artists fighting with Yan Yan were four Soaring Dragon Pavilion disciples. The four of them were all from the Fifth Floor of Linghai Jing, and they could be said to be jackals of the same tribe as Yan Yan.
Before the Soaring Dragon Pavilion disciple fought with Yan Yan, a cultivator with a human body and eagle claws fought with Yan Yan for a long time. However, that cultivator fled after being injured by Yan Yan.
The Soaring Dragon Pavilion was a branch of the Dragon Transformation Pavilion. However, after entering the Underworld Emperor Mystic Realm, the disciples of the Dragon Transformation Pavilion hadn't accomplished much. As for the disciples of the Soaring Dragon Pavilion, they had relied on despicable methods to break through to the Fifth Floor of Linghai Jing. Although Yan Yan was strong, he had been injured when fighting with the cultivator with the eagle claws. Now, he had to deal with four Soaring Dragon Pavilion cultivators at the same time. Yan Yan found it somewhat taxing.
In the southern region of the snowfield, Tang Ao's spiritual power had completely recovered, and Tang Ao was ready to start the third round of consumption of the blizzard cyclone. Martial techniques and secret techniques drained a cultivator's spiritual power at a shocking rate. However, life souls were rather special. Life souls could usually display the greatest might with the least amount of spiritual power. Hence, Tang Ao kept using his life soul to attack the blizzard cyclone.
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