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The balance had been broken, and the Ice Pith Vein was in an extremely violent state. It would not be easy to restore the balance.
While Yan Zhaoge had the Earth Devouring Burner to help him obstruct the devouring, it was also not good for him to continue staying where he was. He immediately controlled the Underground Splitting Shuttle to traverse the frozen earth and get far away.
Behind him, the raging waves of extreme cold chased after him, causing the layer of ice to harden and expand outwards.
Only after having fled for a long distance did Yan Zhaoge feel the cold tides behind him gradually subside.
Ah Hu also sat in the Underground Splitting Shuttle, looking back with lingering fear.
"Young Master, will such a huge change in the Ice Pith Vein affect your plans?"
Hearing his words, Yan Zhaoge said, "It's fine. We just happen to make use of this final move to maximize its effects. With the current situation, it's already sufficient."
"As for the Southern Wasteland, we just have to wait."
Yan Zhaoge drove the Underground Splitting Shuttle upwards, leaving the surface of the ground as he landed on the Extreme Northern Snowy Plains once more.
He turned around and looked in the direction of the ice cave just now, only to see that there was still a blue light that shot into the sky. Although it had begun to recede and return to calmness, he could still feel the terrifying power of nirvanic extermination.
Yan Zhaoge clicked his tongue in admiration, "The majestic power of the heavens and the earth truly leaves one gasping in amazement."
Ah Hu asked, "Young Master, what should we do now? Should we return to the blue hot spring that was used to save Shi Jun and his mother? "
Yan Zhaoge shook his head, "It's still not time. Counting the days, that place still needs some time to accumulate spiritual qi."
"While the eruption of the Ice Pith Vein buried most of the Heavenly Thunder Hall martial practitioners just now, there are still experts of the Heavenly Thunder Hall who are still alive. That Martial Grandmaster of Black Nightmare Mountain seems to have escaped with his life."
"Previously, we all sought our own paths of survival and escaped in different directions. Now that we've lost track of each other, they will most likely continue to search for us in this area, so it's best that we don't continue to stay here."
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "Seeing a certain someone just now proved some things from another perspective."
Ah Hu was somewhat surprised. "Young Master?"
Yan Zhaoge led the way towards the west. That direction was precisely the direction from which they had come. Over there was the legacy site of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint, as well as the gathered Heavenly Thunder Hall martial practitioners.
However, with most of the Heavenly Thunder Hall martial practitioners having been buried by Yan Zhaoge within the ice cave, the power guarding the legacy site was inevitably much weaker than before.
What exactly had been left behind by the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint, Yan Zhaoge had not previously been certain, only having some guesses.
However, with a Heavenly Thunder Hall martial practitioner appearing here, especially with Lin Zhou himself having come all the way to the Extreme Northern Snowy Plains, Yan Zhaoge understood that the significance of this legacy site would not be light.
According to Yan Zhaoge's guesses of Lin Zhou, when searching for treasures, this brother would never do so without thinking.
In other words, this was a master who wouldn't release the eagle until he saw the rabbit. Since he appeared here, it meant that there was really something good.
Since that was so, how could Yan Zhaoge possibly let go of the initiative due to Ye Jing?
Moreover, the Heavenly Thunder Hall had split their forces into two, diluting their strength in the Extreme North. Due to the eruption of the Ice Pith Vein, more than half of those who had come to the ice cave to find trouble for Yan Zhaoge had perished.
Currently, with the Heavenly Thunder Hall martial practitioners guarding the legacy site of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint, Yan Zhaoge didn't mind going there.
The matter of the Southern Underground Palace having already come to an end, it only had to wait for time to ferment. With the conditions for saving Shi Jun and his mother still not fulfilled, the legacy site of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint entered Yan Zhaoge's line of sight.
Weakening the enemy and strengthening oneself were both paths that could be fought for.
At this time, returning to the legacy site of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint would also be the most suitable time.
Afterwards, whether they succeeded or failed, they would quickly leave. This way, they would be able to shift the enemy, making it hard for them to discern their true intentions.
"Speaking of this Lin Zhou, having not seen him for some time, it looks like he has gained quite a bit again, even having something like the Yin Yang Mother World appear." Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, "The silvery-white thunder that broke through the frozen earth of the ice cave also feels somewhat familiar. I seem to have heard of it before. What is it?"
As Yan Zhaoge thought, he narrowed his eyes into slits, "Lin Zhou, ah …"
Heading west, after many days of trekking, the figures of the Heavenly Thunder Hall martial practitioners appeared before Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu once more.
The Immortal Crane Wings expanded behind Yan Zhaoge's back, advancing rapidly as he instantly slew several Heavenly Thunder Hall martial practitioners on the outskirts.
Guarding this place were also two early Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster experts of the Heavenly Thunder Hall.
Having been alerted, having received the warning of Yan Zhaoge's impending attack, they immediately rushed over.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge's expression was heavy, the purplish-green light of thunder flickering within his right eye. The next moment, a purple orb hovered above his head.
It was precisely formed of a fragment of the Sacred Artifact, the Eye of the Thunder Emperor.
The light of thunder flickered, resembling the blink of the god of thunder.
The terrifying An Instant's Thunder descended once more, violent thunderbolts ripping through space.
An early Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster was completely unable to evade as the bright, violent light of thunder arrived before him, devouring him!
The other person was unable to save him in time as he was greatly enraged, rushing towards Yan Zhaoge.
The other person's figure flickered, also resembling the light of thunder as he instantly vanished before Yan Zhaoge's eyes. Even with Yan Zhaoge's vision, he found it hard to track him.
The terrifying light of thunder first lit up, followed by the great rumbling of thunder.
A sabre-light lit up between the heavens and the earth, resembling divine thunder descending from the heavens as it hacked towards Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge, however, was not panicked as he raised his hand, a short stone rod flying out, expanding within the air as it instantly transformed into a tall pillar of the Divine Palace.
The sabre-light that resembled thunder chopped down on the pillar of the Divine Palace. As it shook, numerous streaks of light extended in all directions.
Those streaks of light formed numerous spirit patterns which intersected between the heavens and the earth, actually forming a massive formation with the pillar of the Divine Palace as its centre.
Suppressed by the formation, the light of thunder instantly dimmed and calmed.
The massive stone pillar descended from the heavens, the formation enveloping the surrounding area as it directly suppressed that Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster of the Heavenly Thunder Hall beneath it.
The other party's expression changed slightly as he wanted to evade, yet felt as though his figure had been locked in place, unable to move.
The speed that he was so proud of had lost its use now as he could only grit his teeth and forcibly resist.
The expression on this Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster's face was ugly as he raised his palms, blocking the descending pillar of the Divine Palace.
Yan Zhaoge, however, did not get entangled with him as he grabbed Ah Hu with one hand, expanding his Immortal Crane Wings and raising his speed to the maximum, instantly leaving the Heavenly Thunder Hall martial practitioners behind.
Some other Heavenly Thunder Hall martial practitioners tried to obstruct him, but Yan Zhaoge's Immortal Crane Wings shook, the feathers at the tips of his wings transforming into numerous feathers of light, shooting towards them like a tempestuous storm.
After breaking through their defences, Yan Zhaoge waved his hands, the pillar of the Divine Palace rising once more as it shrunk in size, reverting to the form of a short stone rod as it returned to Yan Zhaoge's hands.
Yan Zhaoge's footsteps did not halt in the slightest as the wings behind him shook, drawing a graceful arc through the air as he dove into the ice lake where the legacy site of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint was located! (To be continued.)
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