The mirror was on the top, and the sword was on the bottom. Though it was not sealed tightly, it was still hard for those dreadful flames to penetrate it accurately. The only problem was that the metal had a very good thermal conductivity. It didn't take long for Tong Yan to feel a burning sensation under his feet.
He thought of it as an ant on a hot pot. He leapt up without hesitation and employed the Escape Method of Heaven and Earth of the Zhongzhou School to hover in midair.
Jing Jiu was fully aware that it was merely a temporary relief. He couldn't even hold on for too long in the Chaotic Fire of the Sun Banner, let alone other swords and people. If the situation persisted, the Sword of the Universe would melt at any moment, and Tong Yan would be burned to death before that happened. Jing Jiu had already thought of all this. He called out Cold Cicada without hesitation and placed it on his head. Meanwhile, he grabbed at the air with his right hand. A large pit appeared on the ground, and a great deal of burning soil was brought to another place.
A stream of bone-piercing coldness descended from above and enshrouded his entire body like a cloak. The remaining coldness fell on the Sword of the Universe and then dispersed, lowering the temperature in this place.
Seeing the small snow-white beetle, Tong Yan was startled, wondering what kind of peculiar treasure it was that could resist the heat of the Sun Banner.
Cold Cicada crouched on Jing Jiu's head, feeling uneasy. It had always crouched on Liu Ada's head, and Liu Ada crouched on Jing Jiu's head, so there was a layer of separation between them. But now it was lying directly on top of its master's head, which was a bit disrespectful. And what did its master want it to do? Did he want it to put out the dreadful flames outside? But I'm merely a snow-beetle of the lowest state in the Snowy Kingdom; how can I do that?
As it was thinking of all this, the voice of Qing 'er suddenly broke out in the Green Sky Mirror, which was being attacked by countless flowing flames, "I can't hold on any longer! I can't hold on any longer! "
Tong Yan shot a glance at Jing Jiu, wondering why he had said earlier that the Green Sky Mirror was more resistant to heat. It had only been a short while, but it couldn't hold on any longer.
Jing Jiu was baffled as well, as he thought that according to his calculation, the Green Sky Mirror should be more resistant to heat than the Sword of the Universe; but the Sword of the Universe had just started to turn red and hadn't melted yet; why did the Green Sky Mirror fail first?
Qing 'er flapped her transparent wings and flew out from the Green Sky Mirror. Seeing Cold Cicada hovering above Jing Jiu's head, her eyes suddenly beamed. She pounced on it like a bee that had seen a flower. She sat on Jing Jiu's shoulder and hugged his head and Cold Cicada to her bosom. Finally, she felt a bit cooler. She said to Jing Jiu's ear, "If we don't find another way, we will all die."
If they were all going to die, it meant that more than one person was going to die.
In the Illusionary Realm of the Green Sky Mirror, the sky had turned dark red.
In a mountain village in the south of the old Chu Kingdom, the white-haired Eldest Young Master Zhang was eating. He was sweating profusely in the hot and humid weather, and the millet porridge cooled down by the well water couldn't stimulate his appetite.
He looked at the sky that was still bright and emitting endless heat. He angrily smashed the bowl and cursed, "What the f * ck! What the hell is going on in this world? "
After the world of the Green Sky Mirror was sealed in ice, the Eldest Young Master Zhang was the first one to wake up. He of course knew that this world was different from what it used to be. For instance, the time had slowed down a lot, and nobody had woken up except for himself. His sons and granddaughters were all sleeping, and so were the others in the village and the town. It was so eerie that it made him shudder with fear.
His temperament was similar to his parents'. He was willing to do anything at the critical moment; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared assassinate the Emperor behind his father's back. If it were someone else, he would have been scared to death in this eerie world; but it took him only a dozen days to adapt to it. Since he had stored a great deal of food at home, he didn't have to worry about starving to death. All he had to do was cook the food himself. He felt a bit remorseful for being picky about his daughter-in-law's cooking skills.
As for those sleeping people, it seemed that they didn't need to eat anything. He thought that these people would wake up eventually, so he wasn't worried about them. He ate a salted fish from one house and a few handfuls of green vegetables from another house every day. He didn't have to worry about that. However, the whole world suddenly became extremely hot at noon that day. It was dusk, but the night hadn't arrived yet. He couldn't stand it anymore.
He walked out of the small courtyard with the wooden stick in his hand. He climbed to the top of a small hill and looked at the distance. He had taken off his clothes a long time ago, and his skinny body was covered with sweat.
The green trees had withered and were on the verge of dying. If things continued like this, the water in the river would dry up. What about those sleeping people? Would they be killed by the heat before they could wake up?
The Eldest Young Master Zhang turned around and glanced at his own courtyard at the foot of the hill. Thinking of his lovely granddaughter, his dry lips quivered slightly. "Your Majesty, if you don't do something about it, they will all die," he murmured.
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A bell suddenly rang in the deep part of Jing Jiu's Dao Heart.
He had returned the bell to Sensei a long time ago, so where did the bell come from?
In the next moment, he vaguely heard someone say something to him, and he had a general idea of what was going on.
The Green Sky Mirror could still resist the Sun Banner for a while, but that world couldn't.
This was different from what he had predicted. As such, he had no choice but to alter the plan a bit and employ that method in advance, hoping that it wouldn't affect the final outcome.
The flowing flames in the sky kept on landing on the Green Sky Mirror, giving off a dull and dreadful sound. The flames coming out from the cracks in the ground shot up into the sky and burned the Sword of the Universe. It was truly a concern that the sword would turn back into the fire stick in the snowland.
All of a sudden, a great deal of sand and dirt appeared out of nowhere. Most of them landed on the surface of the Green Sky Mirror; some of them landed on the ground below, and some of them landed on the Sword of the Universe.
The Sword of the Universe gave off a sizzling sound, generating a great deal of steam. The body of the sword grew dimmer, and its temperature dropped significantly. So did the Green Sky Mirror.
Qing 'er was startled, wondering where the sand and dirt came from.
Thinking of Jing Jiu's grabbing motion in the air, Tong Yan looked at the large pit on the ground, wondering if the sand and dirt came from it.
The sand and dirt were still burning at the time; but why was it so cold now that the fire had been extinguished?
In front of the cliff on the snowy mountain, Wang Xiaoming sensed an exceedingly cold energy through the Sun Banner. He was startled, wondering what the hell it was.
The temperature of the flames of the Sun Banner was unimaginably high, but the cold intent could consume a great deal of the flames. How cold must it be?
He couldn't figure out how such a cold object could exist in this world. Even the Three-Foot Sword on the Shangde Peak in Aoyama couldn't do it.
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To say nothing of the Three-Foot Sword on the Shangde Peak, the cold source under the Shangde Peak and the icy peak in the deep part of the snowland couldn't even compare to the cold intent contained in the sand and dirt.
The universe was the coldest place in the world.
Jing Jiu sent the burning sand and dirt to the universe. No matter whether they were the Chaotic Fire of the Sun Banner or other fires, they would all be extinguished instantly.
In the next moment, the temperature of the sand and dirt dropped sharply.
Jing Jiu brought the sand and dirt back and used it to cool down the Green Sky Mirror and the Sword of the Universe.
The Sun Banner would be of no use to him if the objects he sent to the universe were not restricted; but it was impossible.
It was because he could destroy any magic treasure and swordsmen in Chaotian with a flick of his finger, to say nothing of the Sun Banner.
Even though the process was as simple as taking money out of a wallet and then taking it out after putting his hand in the wallet, it would still take a lot of effort, not to mention the large amount of sand and dirt.
The cold sand and dirt blocked the formidable flames, and then the temperature rose rapidly.
Jing Jiu was aware that this method couldn't be used for a long time. "I'll go kill him," he said to Tong Yan.
Tong Yan asked, "What's the percentage?"
Thinking of the Royal Seal of the King Of The Underworld, the bamboo board, and the Underworld Fairy Sword, Jing Jiu said, "Twenty percent."
"How can we do that?" Qing 'er exclaimed worriedly.
Jing Jiu said to Qing 'er, "It's hard for me to die. If I can't kill him, I'll take you with me and leave this place."
Qing 'er had entered Jing Jiu's body and seen that dark, boundless, and cold world. She guessed that Jing Jiu should have a way to leave this place with the Green Sky Mirror. "Why don't you take him with you?" she asked.
"He's alive," said Jing Jiu.
"I'm alive as well," Qing 'er said urgently.
"These are two different ways of living."
Jing Jiu turned to Tong Yan and said, "If you have any last words, tell her first."
Having said that, Jing Jiu reached out his hand and handed Qing 'er to Tong Yan, disappearing from sight.
In Qing 'er's bosom, Cold Cicada looked around fearfully, wondering if its master intended to abandon it.
Without the cold sand, the temperature of the Green Sky Mirror rose rapidly, and it soon turned red. If the temperature continued, the bronze liquid would drip down from the mirror. The Sword of the Universe was in a worse state. It had started to soften, looking like a noodle, no, a flatbread.
Qing 'er was a spiritual body, so she was in a better state; but Tong Yan couldn't withstand such a high temperature. Her clothes had many holes on them, her hair was withered, and many blisters appeared on her mouth and face. She looked even worse than the Sword of the Universe.
Cold Cicada kept on crawling on Tong Yan's face, in an attempt to reduce the temperature and relieve the pain; but in fact, it was the one in the worst state. Its snow-white body had already turned red, and it was on the verge of being cooked.
"Hang on a little longer. He might be able to kill his opponent."
Qing 'er flapped her wings and dodged the flames while cheering on Tong Yan and Cold Cicada.
"Ten percent is too small a possibility."
Tong Yan said to Qing 'er, "Put away the Green Sky Mirror, and I'll take you away from here."
It wasn't until now that Qing 'er realized that Jing Jiu had a backup plan. Feeling startled, she wondered if all those who were good at playing chess were as cruel and formidable as him.
How could they abandon a chess piece and conceal their prowess until the end?
She suddenly had a hope that Jing Jiu's chess playing skill was superior to Tong Yan's. Did it mean that Jing Jiu had concealed something as well?
Hearing what Tong Yan said, Cold Cicada stopped treating Jing Jiu's wound and jumped onto Jing Jiu's shoulder, looking at his lips intently.
His master said there was a twenty percent chance of success, but this person said there was only a ten percent chance. Did he look down on his master, or did he think his master was deceiving him?
No matter what, this person had deceived his master. When his master came back, he had to find a way to tell him.
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There was a hole on the other side of the snowy mountain.
It was a hole left behind by the Sword of the Universe after it was knocked away by the Sun Banner.
There was a thin snowy stream at the bottom of the hole. The snowy stream grew larger and larger until it looked like a snowy waterfall.
This was the result of the avalanche.
The entire foothill was almost filled up by the snowy mountain.
All of a sudden, the surface of the snowy ground bulged slightly and rose higher, looking like a snowman standing up.
It was a snowman.
The snowman was very small, and its lower body was buried in the snow, making it look even smaller.
This snowman had a pair of black eyes. Besides that, there was nothing else on its face, including a nose and a mouth.
It was a patch of whiteness, but it was very clean.
Looking at the other side of the mountain, the snowman sensed the heat over there. Though there was no emotion in its eyes, it gave off a gloomy and dreadful energy.
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Happy New Year, everybody. I've corrected all the typos in the chapters a few days ago. I'm going to start fresh again. There will be many typos in the chapters in the coming days. I'll find time to correct them. Besides, this chapter is not a draft. I've finished writing it before eight o 'clock. I've collected the name of the Snow Girl. What do you think of it as Bai Mangmang …
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