In the Extreme Northern Snowy Plains, a massive lake of ice sat on the ground. The surface of the lake was completely frozen, but light could vaguely be seen flickering beneath the ice.
Everything looked so peaceful, but in the centre of the lake, there were currently quite a few people standing on the surface of the ice.
One of them was a youth dressed in the garb of a direct disciple of the Heavenly Thunder Hall. His expression was calm yet vaguely gloomy. It was precisely the 'Thunder Rumbling Young Master' Lin Zhou.
While his father Lin Tianfeng had died, the potential and ability that Lin Zhou had displayed was already sufficient for the entire Heavenly Thunder Hall to think highly of him. His position within the Heavenly Thunder Hall was not affected at all.
Lin Zhou looked before him. A round hole had already been opened on the surface of the ice, the cold lake water suffused with a green light.
After a short while, a figure floated up from the water, jumping onto the layer of ice.
This person's entire body was filled with warmth, driving away the bitter cold.
This tall middle-aged man swivelled his head to look at Lin Zhou, "This place is indeed strange, but the legendary remains of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint cannot be found."
"Wanting to open this place, some treasures or special techniques might be required."
The middle-aged man asked in a heavy tone, "Lin Zhou, since you have received the news, do you know what it is?"
Lin Zhou looked silently at the ice lake beneath his feet.
In his memories, when the remains of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint had appeared, it should originally have been that Broad Creed Mountain disciple named Ye Jing who had unearthed it.
But now, as far as he knew, that Ye Jing had long since died. As a Heavenly Thunder Hall disciple, it was very hard for him to know the specifics.
However, various signs indicated that it was most likely related to Yan Zhaoge.
Thinking of this name, Lin Zhou's gaze flickered slightly, but he quickly regained his calm, just that his gaze was even colder.
Different from Old Man Great Sorrow's tomb, Lin Zhou had later learnt of the specifics and the mechanisms within.
Lin Zhou had only heard of the news of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint's remains, knowing its location. All that was left was to adapt to the situation after arriving there.
His voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "There are signs that Broad Creed Mountain's First Seat Elder, the now deceased Shi Tie, once rushed to this Extreme Northern Snowy Plains and the North Sea region two years ago. Broad Creed Mountain is also keeping an eye on the remains of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint."
"There might be some clues on their hands."
Lin Zhou stepped on the ice, "The environment of the Northernmost Snowy Plains is special. The flow of the earth's energy is strange, causing the relics left behind by the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint to be like fish swimming in an underground river, moving along with the spiritual energy."
"There are only a few times when it will be in a state of stillness so that it can be easily located. This time, the place where it stopped is right under our feet."
Lin Zhou said, "The people of Broad Creed Mountain have waited for close to two years, also waiting for this moment. They will definitely come looking for us."
That middle-aged man frowned, "Having obtained the Extreme Yin Crown, the Sacred Sun Clan has caught a breath of relief. Now, other than Turbid Wave Pavilion, the other five Sacred Grounds have fallen into a stalemate once more, with no one daring to relax lightly. Whether it is our clan or Broad Creed Mountain, only a few people are likely to come."
Lin Zhou said softly, "After all, our clan has dominated the northern lands for many years, and we still have some geographical advantages. It's a pity that the environment here is really not suitable for ambushing. Otherwise, we would be able to lie in wait for the people of Broad Creed Mountain to deliver themselves to our doorstep. After obtaining the things in their hands, we would be able to open this place."
The middle-aged man said with a sullen face, "They are already on alert and searching. I hope they really come as you said."
…
Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu stood on a low hill, gazing into the distance.
"This is as far as we can go; we can't get any closer. In this place, it is rather difficult to conceal one's tracks, unless one's cultivation base is much higher than the other party's," Yan Zhaoge shaded his eyes, muttering to himself as he gazed, "From the looks of it, it seems like they are on alert."
Ah Hu said with a troubled look on his face, "Young Master, the environment here is too bad. Wanting to sneak over and assassinate them would already be quite difficult. The key is that the other party has many people, also being rather far away from each other, yet being able to see each other, being able to take care of each other. If we can't get rid of them all at once, with the news spreading, who knows if the Heavenly Thunder Hall has any peak experts here. "
Yan Zhaoge said, "There shouldn't be any Essence Talisman Martial Grandmasters. Before we came over this time, the atmosphere between the Sacred Grounds was tense once more, with swords drawn and bows bent, with no one daring to be distracted."
"Essence Spirit Martial Grandmasters ah, there might be, but it's hard to say for the early, mid, and late stages."
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, "Our clan and the Sacred Sun Clan aside, with the Heavenly Thunder Hall being sandwiched between Infinite Boundless Mountain and Jade Sea City, their days won't be easy."
Ah Hu revealed a pained expression, "Young Master, could it be that the news of us heading north was leaked, with the Heavenly Thunder Hall purposefully coming here to kill you?"
"The possibility isn't high." Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, "En, while I can't be sure, it also can't be considered too unexpected … there is someone in the Heavenly Thunder Hall who might know about the matter of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint's legacy."
Yan Zhaoge's last sentence was spoken in a voice that only he could hear. Ah Hu swivelled his head to look at him curiously.
Yan Zhaoge said, "The people of the Heavenly Thunder Hall are most likely here for the legacy of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint."
He gazed into the distance again, "The approximate distance to the location is still very far; the security circle is so wide ah …"
Ah Hu scratched his head, "Young Master, how do you know that they are here for the legacy of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint? If they really are here for the legacy of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint, also knowing its location, wouldn't they have already beat us to it by now? "
Yan Zhaoge smiled but did not answer, taking out a jade coin.
While that jade coin was of very good quality, there was already no longer any spiritual qi within, its lustre mild, no spiritual light surging.
Weighing the jade coin in his palm, Yan Zhaoge said, "They need this thing; the spiritual qi within has already been completely absorbed by me. Opening the restrictions left behind by the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint requires my own aura-qi. If I don't have it, we can only slowly break it from the outside."
Ah Hu rubbed his palms, "Then, Young Master, now we …"
Yan Zhaoge laughed, "No rush; there are also benefits to them being gathered in this region, making it convenient for us to do other things."
Saying thus, Yan Zhaoge turned and descended the snow-covered hill, bringing Ah Hu along as they went far away from this area, heading elsewhere.
Yan Zhaoge headed east, pausing from time to time, quietly feeling the flow of the spiritual qi of the heavens and the earth in the vicinity.
Just like this, after walking for many days, Yan Zhaoge finally came to a complete halt, standing firmly on the snowy plains.
Lowering his head and looking at the ice and snow beneath his feet for a long time, Yan Zhaoge exerted force with his feet, the frozen earth that was like steel also breaking apart in large amounts.
The ice and snow and the earth split apart layer by layer, Yan Zhaoge's figure also descending.
After a moment, Yan Zhaoge could only feel the resistance beneath his feet abruptly lessen, the earth beginning to turn soft.
After another moment, Yan Zhaoge leapt up, returning to the snowy plains. Gazing down, he saw that there was actually steam rising from the crevice in the ground, emanating outwards.
"Young Master, this is …" Looking carefully, Ah Hu saw that amidst the world of ice and snow, a hot spring had actually appeared.
And the colour of this spring water was actually blue.
His hands crossed before his chest, Yan Zhaoge similarly gazed at the blue hot spring down below as he said softly, "This is the hope of little Jun 'er and Sister-in-law Yuzhen."
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