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Chapter 3281

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(The epidemic seems to be getting worse. Brothers, you must be careful. Be as happy as you can to reduce the country's burden.)

The howling of the wind resounded through the world. It was the howling of the wind, the cold wind. The icy cold wind wrapped in frost and snow descended upon the earth, wreaking havoc.

The wind was like a blade, and the frost was like a sword, sweeping across the earth. Wherever it passed, the trees were either blown apart or covered in a layer of frost that spread rapidly.

The frost and snow danced in the wind.

The Frost Disaster had arrived!

Most of the time, the weather in the Darksky Empire was pretty good. It was neither hot nor cold, and very mild. However, when the Frost Disaster arrived, it was a different story. The cold wind whistled, and the land was frozen. Frost and snow intersected, and the temperature plummeted, as if it wanted to freeze all life.

This kind of cold was unbearable for the devil-soldier and devil-soldier ranks. They didn't dare to go out, and could only stay at home and warm themselves by the fire.

Only those at the devil-general rank could withstand the Frost Disaster to a certain extent. However, they couldn't withstand it for a long time. Those who could withstand the Frost Disaster for a long time were at least devil-marquis rank powerhouses. As for devil-king ranks, the Frost Disaster didn't affect them much.

Even so, devil-king rank powerhouses weren't willing to brave the Frost Disaster and go deep into the wilderness. It was too dangerous.

In the Frost Disaster, apart from the severe cold, there were also terrifying Frost Disaster magical beasts that were extremely tyrannical.

After a period of wanton hunting, the Blacknet Tribe had already stored up a lot of food. Under normal circumstances, it should be enough to survive the Frost Disaster, even if it lasted for a year.

Every time the Cold Disaster came, many of the weaker small clans would be wiped out because of it.

Inside the Blacknet Tribe's chief's large wooden house, a dazzling flame shone in all directions. Waves of heat spread out from the raging flames, dispelling the invading cold. Above the flames, a magical beast was being roasted. Droplets of oil were constantly coming out. After being sprinkled with carefully ground seasoning, the aroma became even more wonderful.

Surrounding the flames were chief Blacknet Heng, chief Blacknet Shan, Bai Yi, Chen Zong, and Jing Wuxue.

These were the only five devil king level experts the Azuresieve Tribe had.

Originally, the Azure Net Tribe only had two Demon King level experts. Among the numerous small tribes, they were considered to be very ordinary. Now that they had three more, they could be considered to be in the upper middle class.

Being able to obtain sufficient food reserves this time was inseparable from the three new Demon King level powerhouses.

Otherwise, with the original strength of the Azure Sieve Tribe, who knew how much of a price they would have had to pay to survive this frost disaster. Azure Sieve Heng clearly remembered that during the last frost disaster, the Azure Sieve Tribe had lost half of its tribesmen, and had even lost a devil king.

If they suffered another disastrous loss like last time, then the Azuresieve Tribe would be finished.

Thank goodness, thank goodness.

"It's all thanks to the three of you." Qing Luo raised his jug of wine and laughed heartily. "Let me drink first."

"Leader, you're too polite." Chen Zong also raised his jug of wine. Bai Yi and Jing Wuxue also raised their jugs, but didn't drink. They weren't that interested in wine.

"We don't know how long this frost disaster will last. Let's just stay in the tribe for a while." Qing Luo said after finishing his jug of wine in one gulp. Immediately after, Qing Luo flicked his wrist and a roll of animal skin appeared in his wide palm. This roll of animal skin was dark brown in color, with tiny golden patterns on its surface. It gave off a very simple and unadorned feeling.

"There's a sword move in here that I obtained more than ten years ago. I've studied it, and it's not bad. It's just that I don't practice the sword, so I can't use it." Qing Luo handed the roll of animal skin to Chen Zong. "Brother Xiu and Brother Xue both practice the sword, so it should be useful to you. Brother Yi, although you don't practice the sword, you can also study this move. Maybe you'll benefit from it."

Chen Zong took the roll of animal skin with both hands. It was dark brown with golden patterns, and when he touched it, he felt an indescribably wonderful feeling.

Vaguely, Chen Zong felt a trace of a strange sword aura emanating from the roll of animal skin. He couldn't help but feel a bit more interested.

"Leader, can I take a look at it now?" Chen Zong asked. After all, this was Qing Luo Heng's possession. If he wanted to take a look at it now, he needed to ask for the other's permission.

"I've already given it to you. Of course, you can take it." Qing Luo Heng laughed.

Chen Zong nodded and immediately opened the roll of animal skin. As soon as he opened it, he immediately felt the strange sword aura become clearer and denser.

The sword aura was dark. It was a deep darkness, an extreme darkness. It was as if it wanted to sink everything into the eternal darkness of the abyss, and nothing could be reincarnated. But in an instant, it burst forth with a supreme will. The will was so resolute, so resolute, so extreme that it could abandon everything. In order to break free from its shackles, to rush out of the eternal abyss without sinking into oblivion, it burned itself into a beam of light that pierced through the darkness and illuminated the abyss. It pursued that momentary brilliance and returned to eternity.

The feeling and the will shocked Chen Zong.

It was so extreme, so extreme, so sincere, so pure. It was as if he wanted to burn everything in him just to exchange for that sword. He had fallen into the abyss and was about to sink into oblivion, but he had broken out of the abyss and turned into the light of eternity.

With just a glance, Chen Zong immediately understood a little. This was because Chen Zong was very intelligent and had the help of the Chaotic Prime Realm.

But even so, he only understood a little. He could not even be considered a beginner. This showed how profound and profound this sword move was.

Chen Zong looked at it for a while and then passed it to Bai Yi.

Bai Yi looked at it for a while and then passed it to Jing Wuxue. Jing Wuxue's expression changed and his eyes shone with a cold light. He immediately began to comprehend it.

This was a secret sword technique, a secret sword technique called Demonshine.

Even though it was just a preliminary understanding, Chen Zong felt that this secret sword move was very powerful. It was worth his time and effort to comprehend it. If he could master it, he might have another killer move.

Mastering more killer moves was not without its benefits. At the very least, it could further strengthen his foundation of Sword Principle. In addition, it could also increase his foundation and combat skills, making it harder for others to guard against him.

Not long after, Jing Wuxue said goodbye to Qing Luo Heng. He wanted to properly comprehend this secret sword move.

Chen Zong and Bai Yi also left.

Qing Luo Heng watched them leave with a smile.

When they stepped out of the room, a cold wind with frost and snow blew in their faces. It was as sharp and cold as a sword, as if it wanted to cut and freeze the three. However, Chen Zong and the other two were very powerful. Under the circulation of their power, they completely resisted the attack of the wind and frost. They were not affected at all.

It should be known that when Chen Zong and the other two unleashed their full strength, they were much stronger than Qing Luo Heng. Even a Demon King like Qing Luo Heng might not be able to withstand three of their attacks. If things went wrong, he might not even be able to withstand a single attack.

However, the three of them hid their true strength. They only revealed a small part of it, which was around the level of a normal Demon King. Otherwise, if they revealed too much, it would inevitably lead to more speculation and suspicion.

No one knew how long the cold disaster would last. They could only wait for it to pass.

Fortunately, this time, the Qing Luo Tribe had sufficient food reserves, as well as many wild fruits and vegetables. They had also brewed a lot of strong liquor. Even if the cold disaster lasted for one or two years, they could still barely get through it if they ate sparingly.

Under the cold disaster, Chen Zong and the other two did not go out. They spent most of their time cultivating and comprehending. Occasionally, they would give pointers to other warriors in the tribe. After all, pointers from Demon King level powerhouses were very hard to come by.

Qing Luo Heng was very happy to see this scene. This was because it would be very helpful for the growth of the younger generation of the Qing Luo Tribe. It would allow the later generations to grow better, further strengthen the tribe, and better pass on their legacy.

Inside the wooden house, Chen Zong was comprehending the secret sword move with all his might.

This Secret Sword Technique called Demonic Light was extremely profound, and its power was extremely tyrannical and astonishing. However, there was one thing that Chen Zong was unable to directly grasp, and even if he comprehended the mysteries within it, he would still be unable to grasp it. This was because this was a Secret Sword Technique created by a Demon Race Ranker, and the Demon Race's cultivation path was originally different from the Human Race's.

Chen Zong and the others were humans in essence. They were only using the power of the Dark Essence to disguise themselves as Demon Kings. The energy fluctuations and methods of their attacks were the same as those of the Demon King. It was just that on the surface, it was a kind of disguise and a kind of confusion. That was all.

Now, Chen Zong was going to modify this secret sword move into one that was suitable for him to use.

The Demonic Light secret sword move was to ignite one's will from the bottomless abyss of despair, thereby breaking free and transcending, and turning into an eternal light.

Under the premise that the idea was not changed, the only thing that needed to be changed was the method of operating the power. This was not an easy task. Even with Chen Zong's superb perception and the cooperation of the Origin realm, as well as his solid foundation in the Sword Dao, it was still difficult to complete in a short period of time.

In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed. However, the cold disaster was still not over. The wind seemed to become more and more violent. Every gust of wind seemed to condense into a blade, wanting to shatter everything. The thick wooden walls of the Black Net Tribe were severely damaged by the wind blades. Without the protection of the wooden walls, some of the wooden houses in the tribe would also be blown away.

As a last resort, the powerful hunting warriors could only act as repairmen to repair the wooden walls.

In half a year, frost and snow had constantly spread. The ground had long been covered with a thick layer of frost. It was extremely cold.

Once Demon Soldiers walked out, they would be frozen and lose their lives in just a few breaths. Although Demon Soldiers were a bit stronger, there was a limit to their strength. They could not last more than ten breaths. Even Demon Generals could not last more than fifteen minutes in such an environment.

These Demon Kings basically had to stay in their wooden houses, relying on the wooden houses to resist the cold. Then, they would wear thick animal skin clothes and make a fire to keep warm. Only in this way could they survive.

Fortunately, they had a lot of firewood and animal oil in reserve.

In half a year, Chen Zong finally finished modifying the secret sword move called Demonic Light with his own ability, turning it into a secret sword move that belonged to him.

This secret sword move was different from the Sacrificial Spirit Kill, but its power was also very tyrannical.

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