Suddenly, a strange ice sculpture appeared in the vast Desolate Plain. It would be hard for it not to attract attention.
This group of cultivators from the Haotian Sect came from the main sect. Their destination was the chaotic Dragon Burial Mound.
The leader of this group was the battle realm's Situ Gang. In the past, he had a grudge with Xiao Chen in the Haotian Sect.
"Senior Brother Situ, what should we do with this ice sculpture?"
The group of Haotian Sect disciples surrounding the ice sculpture did not know what to do. Without even looking closely, they could feel the extraordinary aura of the ice sculpture from a distance.
"Now that the Savage Battlefield is in chaos, this ice sculpture might be a treasure from the Ancient Era. Or perhaps it is the corpse of an ancient powerhouse sealed in ice for some reason. "
"That is very possible. I don't even dare to get too close. It is so cold that it makes my heart palpitate. There is a sense of danger."
"How about we give up? Perhaps it is something ominous that came from underground."
Everyone discussed this. Situ Gang remained silent. If it really was a treasure, they might miss out on a fortuitous encounter if they parted here.
However, if it really was an ominous object, it would bring trouble. This would be difficult to deal with.
"Move aside."
Situ Gang showed a sullen expression as he gestured for the crowd to move back. When the other disciples saw that he was about to make a move, they quickly retreated.
One step, two steps, three steps … after moving back more than a hundred steps, Situ Gang shouted and punched.
The fist light blazed, and a blazing flame lit up the place, looking piercing and dazzling. "Whoosh!" The flaming fist light struck the ice sculpture. With a 'pu!', flames spread out on the ice sculpture, burning it up.
"No matter what you are, after the ice melts, you will be able to reveal yourself."
Situ Gang crossed his arms and muttered to himself.
After a while, the flames extinguished, and Situ Gang's expression changed slightly. Despite the intense flames, the ice did not show any signs of melting. It was like it had never changed since ancient times.
"It is indeed an ancient powerhouse. Senior Brother Situ's Heaven Burning Fist could even boil a lake. Unexpectedly, it did not move at all."
"Let's go. This is too strange."
Situ Gang lowered his hand and said, "Never mind, I'll put it away first. When I see First Senior Sister, I'll let her take a look."
"Whoosh!"
Situ Gang walked forward and tried to use his spatial ring to store the entire ice sculpture. In the end, it did not work at all. The ice sculpture could not be absorbed by the spatial ring.
"Seems like it really is the corpse of an ancient powerhouse. Even after being dead for so long, it still has its own power." Situ Gang's expression turned solemn. He knew very well what the complete body of an ancient almighty represented.
Disregarding everything else, just the shell alone was definitely a Golden Thearch Bone. If he could melt this ice and discover one or two Ancient Thearch Treasures, that would be a great fortuitous encounter.
Situ Gang took out a piece of black cloth and covered the ice sculpture. He pointed and said, "The few of you carry the ice sculpture. Hurry up and meet up with Eldest Senior Sister."
Just like that, this group of Supreme Sky Sect disciples treated Xiao Chen as the corpse of an ancient powerhouse and carried him away.
If he was not, he would, he would not know.
--- Half a day later, Situ Gang's group met up with Shui Lingling, An Junxi, and the others in a corner of the Dragon Burial Mound.
"Situ Gang, what are you getting people to carry? Is it the secret weapon of the Haotian Sect, prepared for the elites of the eighteen Demon Royal Halls?"
An Junxi asked with a smile, filled with ridicule, when he saw the ice sculpture being carried by several people.
Shui Lingling frowned and asked, "Situ Gang, what is this?"
Situ Gang immediately explained how he discovered the ice sculpture and its mysteries in detail.
"There is such a thing? This is good stuff. Take off the black cloth and let me take a look. What is so miraculous about this ice sculpture?! "
An Junxi's eyes lit up as he jumped down and asked excitedly.
"Whoosh!"
When the black cloth was taken off, cold Qi surged out, making everyone shiver involuntarily. Instantly, the many cultivators of the Haotian Sect and the Thunder and Lightning Palace were attracted to this ice sculpture.
"A person who dares to travel with a throne must have had a noble status during the Ancient Era. He must have been a Sovereign Martial Emperor at the very least."
"The Sovereign Martial Emperors of the Ancient Era were even more incredible than they are now. At that time, experts were as common as clouds. Becoming a Sovereign Martial Emperor would have been as difficult as ascending to heaven."
"We really picked up a treasure. Just this ice that has not melted for ten thousand years already shows how extraordinary it is. Not to mention, the pressure from the Throne still hasn't dissipated yet. "
The more the crowd observed, the more they felt this throne to be mysterious. Furthermore, with their first impressions, they felt even more reverence for it.
"Pa!
Pa! "An Junxi took out the True Dragon Lightning Whip and swung it twice. He had a smile on his face as he prepared to test this ice sculpture to see if it was as miraculous as Situ Gang said.
"Move back! Move back! Senior Brother An is going to make a move!"
The crowd quickly moved back, not daring to hinder An Junxi's attack. Even so, they showed some anticipation in their eyes.
"Hey, what are you doing? This is the corpse of an ancient person. Don't be disrespectful to the predecessors."
At the crucial moment, Shui Lingling frowned and scolded, saving Xiao Chen from being whipped. If she really whipped Xiao Chen a few times, he would only be able to swallow the bitter pill when he woke up. No matter what, he would not make a move on his friends.
Fortunately, First Senior Sister was here.
An Junxi smiled embarrassedly. "I was too anxious. Shui Lingling, you are right. However, what should we do with this ice sculpture? The encirclement of the three Demon Royal Halls is already at its final stage. We cannot take care of him.
"What if other people with ill intentions discover it? That would be even more problematic."
Shui Lingling sized up the ice sculpture and entered deep thought. She found this silhouette somewhat familiar. After thinking for a while, she waved her hand and said, "Get someone to carry it. This ice sculpture has an extraordinary background. Just that throne alone is definitely extraordinary.
"Situ Gang, it's up to you. Carry it properly and don't lose it."
Situ Gang's foolish expression immediately changed. "First Senior Sister, I'm not here for this."
"Cut it out. I told you to carry it, so carry it. Stop being so long-winded. If you lose this ice sculpture, I'll settle the score with you." Shui Lingling left no room for doubt, handing this task to Situ Gang.
"Whoosh!"
Just at this moment, scarlet fireworks rose up in every corner of the sky. They were as red as blood, looking very beautiful.
After the fireworks rose up, a boundless battle hunger soared up in every direction. The Demon Royal Halls quickly advanced, slowly shrinking the encirclement.
Shui Lingling waved her hand, and scarlet fireworks rose up in the sky as well. "Let's go. It's time to rendezvous with the people of the other sects. We have to eliminate the three Demon Royal Halls before the other Demon Royal Halls arrive."
More and more fireworks rose up, looking like scarlet flowers filling the sky. Along with the blood, a strong fighting spirit surged endlessly in the sky.
When the three Crown Scions of the three Demon Royal Halls saw the scarlet fireworks filling the sky, they felt like it was the end of the world.
Half a month ago, the appearance of the Haotian Sect and the Thunder and Lightning Palace put the three Demon Royal Halls on the run. However, they were still able to deal with them. However, as more and more outstanding talents arrived, the days slowly became harder.
When the leaders of the Heavenly Starry Ocean, the Dark Sea, the Fiend Domain, and the Ghost Domain all gathered, the three Demon Royal Halls were surrounded and trapped in this Dragon Burial Mound.
Furthermore, the remaining fifteen Demon Royal Halls had yet to arrive, making everyone even more horrified.
"All this is because of the Shadowless Saber Sovereign. If not for the Shadowless Saber Sovereign crippling our factions, we would not be in such a passive position!"
The Winged Demon Hall's Yi Xuan said through gritted teeth.
"Stop complaining. Let's think of a way. If this goes on, we'll all die here."
The Fire Demon Royal Hall's Xuan Yan said.
"Don't worry, Your Highnesses. We will definitely protect Your Highnesses." The two protectors stepped forward and comforted them.
To be honest, the three princes weren't worried about their own safety. What they were worried about was losing troops and failing the mission. After returning to the Devil World, no one would be willing to lose the position of Highness.
As they spoke, more and more people gathered around them. Slowly, they stacked on top of one another, covering the sky and the ground. The figures of the Kunlun Realm cultivators surrounded the people of the three Demon Royal Halls, leaving them impenetrable.
A suffocating feeling spread through the hearts of the Demons. Everyone felt a huge pressure.
"Your Highnesses, we have come to an agreement. If you are willing to reveal the secret of the Evil Shadow Sword, we can let the three of you leave safely."
Chu Yang, the Zodiac Hall Saint, said as he stood on a war chariot surrounded by stars, the sun, and the moon.
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