Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 293 Iceland
"How is this possible!" The bald-browed man's voice transmission was distorted, full of disbelief. "Although this dragon is a spiritual beast of heaven and earth, it is already top-notch for being able to hold out for a moment in the hands of the two of us. According to what my senior brother said, its strength is far more than that, far above the two of us?"

"If what I feel is correct, it is indeed like this. But even so, it is not difficult for me to hold on for a while in his hands." said the old man.

The bald-browed man looked at his senior brother on the side with a strange expression. A cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage said that he could hold out against a ninth-level monster. Although this ninth-level monster was a dragon, it sounded strange.

The old man ignored the bald-browed man's strangeness and continued to transmit his voice: "Strength is one thing. Just now, this dragon casually threw out a golden bead of extraordinary power. It is incredibly valuable at first glance, but he didn't show any pain. I'm afraid he has a lot of treasures hidden in the bottom of the box. If..."

The old man analyzed, arranged, and made plans to deal with the emergencies that might be faced next.

The bald-browed man listened attentively without any impatience. Although he didn't like to think, he could still listen.

The two men communicated in front of him. With Nie Zhaonan's powerful consciousness, he naturally heard it easily. He had no intention of stopping them and just watched silently.

As for the sense of crisis felt by the old man, he deliberately released it in order to make the two men fearful and afraid to act rashly.

He is now disguised as a fire dragon. Whether it is his numerous magic weapons, thunder escape skills, or other means that can easily expose himself, they are all restricted.

The only things that can be mobilized are this powerful Dharma body and his natal infant fire.

Although he was confident that he could easily defeat the two with his body cultivation of the Ming Wang Jue and Qu Gu Jue, as well as the enormous strength gained from consuming countless dragon scale fruits, he would naturally be able to avoid revealing any flaws if he did less and made fewer mistakes, and did not take action.

Suddenly Nie Zhaonan raised his eyebrows, showing surprise.

Soon, the two people who were communicating through voice transmission suddenly stopped, and the old man's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at the distance behind Nie Zhaonan.

"What's wrong, brother?" the bald-browed man asked puzzledly.

"Retreat!" The old man showed an unwilling look on his face. He turned around and turned into a stream of light and flew away.

"Brother, this is not in the plan you mentioned?" The bald-browed man stood there in a daze and shouted to the departing old man.

"Another transformed demon cultivator is coming, retreat quickly!" The old man's hoarse voice came from afar.

Hearing this, flames suddenly appeared around the bald-browed man, and he flew away without hesitation.

When leaving, he did not forget to explore with his spiritual sense. As a result, after a careful look, he faintly discovered that three powerful demonic auras were attacking this place. Judging from the intensity of the aura they emitted, two of them had the cultivation level of the tenth level, and the other one was also at the same level as the four-winged tiger, reaching the peak of the ninth level.

Three big monsters attacked, and the bald-browed man was frightened and flew away even faster.

Soon he caught up with the old man, with a sullen look on his face. Those big monsters were trying their best to restrain their aura, only when they were flying away did they inevitably leak out a trace of demonic aura. I'm afraid they were intending to keep them here. If it weren't for his senior brother who was always vigilant, they would have been killed in this icy sea this time.

Nie Zhaonan saw that the two Flame Demon Sect monks were escaping and had no intention of stopping them, which was something he was happy to see.

Seeing the two figures completely disappear in the distance, Nie Zhaonan turned his gaze and looked towards the hazy area below, which was the direction where the four-winged tiger fell.

As if sensing his gaze, the mist formed by ice crystals and snowflakes rolled up, and a bloody thing shot out from it. It was the severely injured four-winged tiger.

However, his current situation is extremely miserable. There is a big hole on his body, revealing his internal organs. The two pairs of ice wings behind him are also badly broken. Except for the skeleton which is still intact, the strange transparent ice crystals that originally covered the ice wings have disappeared without a trace.

Although most of the power of the combined attack from the two members of the Flame Demon Sect had been consumed by Nie Zhaonan, it was still not something that the four-winged tiger could block without any damage.

At a distance away, the four-winged tiger stopped and transformed into a human form, dressed as a handsome scholar. However, the blood-stained robe made him look a bit ferocious, without any elegance.

"Brother Hu, are you afraid that I might do something bad to you?" Nie Zhaonan asked bluntly.

It was obvious that the tiger could have come out earlier, but it just hid below and didn't make a sound.

Seeing that his previous little trick was discovered, the scholar was a little embarrassed, but his voice was full of the tone of a scholar: "Brother Jiao and I are both demon cultivators. If you really have any intentions towards me, why did you take action just now? It's unnecessary. Besides, Brother Jiao saved my life. I am grateful to Brother Jiao so much that I can't wait to be wary of him."

Nie Zhaonan just smiled and said nothing. The tiger demon's words were very logical. Although he had saved his life, he could not be a good person after cultivating to this level. He was probably more cautious about this strange "demon".

If he had just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage and was in urgent need of a elixir to break through, he would have had to miss the opportunity and take the tiger's magic pill.

However, at his current state, a ninth-level demon cultivator, even a mutant demon beast, would not have much effect on him, and he was generally not interested. The only use of this tiger was to serve as a medium for him to smoothly enter the group of Ice Sea demon cultivators.

"By the way, my name is Lord Hu, and I haven't asked for Brother Jiao's name yet." The scholar suddenly slapped his forehead and asked.

"Jiao San." Nie Zhaonan gave himself a name at random.

"Jiao San, Jiao San," Tiger Lord murmured. Although he was well-read, he couldn't think of any advantages of this name.

What's unlike him? After reading a lot of books, he named himself "Tiger King". It not only represents that he was born in the tiger tribe, but the word "King" shows that he is like a gentleman like human beings. The meaning is very good.

After a long while, Tiger Lord managed to utter a few words: "In the name of 'number', Brother Jiao is really a straightforward person. I admire him!"

Nie Zhaonan raised his eyebrows. How could this be praised? Although this bookworm was a bit out of place, he still had some knowledge.

"Brother Jiao, you are not my Ice Sea demon cultivator. You must have important matters to come to the Ice Sea. As long as you can use me, Brother Jiao, you can speak frankly. I, Lord Hu, still have some status in this Ice Sea." When he said the latter part, Lord Hu swept away his dejection and showed some confidence.

Although he only has the ninth level of cultivation, which is not very strong in this icy sea where demon cultivators gather, he is not alone. In addition to having an older brother who is also from the tiger clan and has the tenth level of cultivation to rely on, he also has many demon cultivator friends who have strong cultivation bases.

"I am from overseas. I came here just to travel and gain some knowledge. Of course, I also want to look for some opportunities." Nie Zhaonan said in a flat tone, but he actually told some truth.

He came to the Ice Sea just for the opportunity to get the Cold Dew Grass.

"I see." Tiger Jun nodded, his eyes rolling. No one knew what he was thinking, and he didn't ask any more questions.

For a moment, the two looked at each other, without saying anything, but waiting quietly.

After a while, three beams of light came from afar and stopped beside Tiger King. The light dimmed and their figures appeared.

A middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Tiger Lord, but with a very imposing figure, because he had reached the tenth level of cultivation, his figure and appearance were no different from those of ordinary people. He looked at the miserable Tiger Lord and said sternly, "I told you to stay out of the Ice Sea and not go to the territory of human cultivators. You must have been seriously injured this time. Fortunately, such a serious injury did not damage your foundation, otherwise it would not be possible to recover even after seventy or eighty years of cultivation."

"Brother, I have been careful enough, but those two people from the Flame Demon Sect are really insidious. Not only are their cultivation levels much higher than mine, but they even used rare books as bait. That's how I fell into their trap." Tiger Lord panted heavily, and his breath weakened instantly.

When he faced Nie Zhaonan before, he did not show such weakness. He was just holding on. Now that his safety was guaranteed, he naturally did not need to hide it anymore.

"Remember, if it weren't for the help of fellow Taoist, you would have died this time. Take this healing pill." After saying that, the mighty middle-aged man threw out a crystal pill with an astonishingly cold aura.

Tiger Lord grabbed the pill in his hand and swallowed it without hesitation. He silently refined the medicinal power of the pill and recovered from his injuries.

The mighty middle-aged man no longer cared about Tiger Lord. His younger brother liked to read human books, but he did not learn much from human wisdom. They were demon cultivators and were not good at conspiracy.

Seeing that Tiger Lord's complexion was gradually getting better, the middle-aged man turned to look at Nie Zhaonan and said gratefully: "My name is Hu Ming, thank you Brother Jiao for your help!"

With their level of cultivation, they could naturally see the situation here from afar with their powerful spiritual sense.

"It's just a casual thing. Brother Hu Ming, you don't need to worry about it." Nie Zhaonan waved his hand and said politely.

Another tenth-rank demon cultivator spoke up: "Fellow Daoist Jiao is not afraid at all when facing two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. I'm afraid he is not an ordinary Jiaolong."

This is a female cultivator, whose true form is an ice mandarin duck, a rare spiritual bird in the world.

Nie Zhaonan took a look at another female cultivator with cat ears and a weaker aura, and discovered that her true form was also a rare spiritual beast - a snow leopard.

The four monsters he saw in a row were all rare spirit beasts in the outside world. Nie Zhaonan couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, whether it was humans or monsters, they all had their own circles.

"It's nothing. It's just that I have some luck. I believe that the body of a dragon is extremely powerful, so it will not be difficult for me to stop those two for a moment." Nie Zhaonan revealed a little bit of his own strength.

"No wonder. The power of the dragon's body is already beyond that of ordinary spiritual beasts, and it is enhanced by chance. No wonder Brother Jiao is so confident." The female cultivator whose original body was a snow leopard with cat ears said in a daze.

Her voice was soft and kitten-like in its allure, and she couldn't tell if it was intentional or if her tone had always been like that.

"Haha." Hu Ming laughed, "Brother Jiao saved my life. If he stays on this ice sea, wouldn't it be that we haven't taken good care of him? How about we go to Bingyuan Island to have a chat, Brother Jiao?"

Bingyuan Island is a huge island on the ice sea and is also the center of the ice sea. All the transformed demon cultivators in the ice sea gather on Bingyuan Island.

"Of course, I have been fascinated by Bingyuan Island for a long time." Nie Zhaonan smiled and nodded.

"I'll lead the way." Hu Ming grabbed Hu Jun by the collar and flew towards the depths of the ice sea.

Tiger King felt that he was being carried, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face, but it disappeared in a flash. He closed his eyes and continued to recover from his injuries.

"Brother Jiao, please..." The cat-eared female cultivator came to Nie Zhaonan's side.

Nie Zhaonan felt a little uncomfortable, but did not show any strange expression and followed the female cultivator.

"What's wrong with Xue Mei? Why is she so eager? Could it be that she has taken a fancy to this Daoist Fellow Jiao?" The Ice Yuanniao female cultivator looked suspicious.

Xue Mei is naturally the name of the female Snow Leopard cultivator.

After thinking for a moment, she felt that it was very likely, so she just shook her head and followed.

After flying for more than half an hour and passing through a large area of ​​dry ice, the hail, wind and snow disappeared. Suddenly, Nie Zhaonan's eyes lit up and Bingyuan Island was in sight in the distance.

There is nothing else on Bingyuan Island except an iceberg, which is very attractive.

This mountain is ten thousand feet high. From a distance it sparkles and emits colorful light under the sun. In addition, there is some faint white mist surrounding the mountain, which gives this iceberg a unique artistic conception, like a fairyland.

At the top of the mountain, there stands a snow-white palace. No one knows what material it is made of. It must be the cave residence of the Ice Sea Lord, the Ice Phoenix.

As for the other demon cultivators, there are holes on the iceberg, and they must be living in these caves.

Just as they flew out of the previous snowy area, several beams of light shot out from under the iceberg, and a group of demon cultivators came towards them.

The seventh-level demon cultivator in the lead said respectfully, "Welcome back, everyone!"

The rest of the demon cultivators also saluted in unison.

"Go away. This brother Jiao is my good friend. You don't need to entertain him." Hu Ming waved at the guards.

Hearing this, the team of demon cultivators did not dare to delay and made way for the passage, standing aside.

"Bing Yuan, Xue Mei, we haven't gotten together for a long time. Would you like to take this opportunity to thank Brother Jiao and go to my cave together?" Hu Ming turned his head and looked at the three of them.

"It's been a long time since I drank the Ice Spirit Wine made by Brother Hu Ming. The last time I tasted it was a hundred years ago. The taste was really unforgettable. I wonder if I will have the chance to taste it this time?" Bing Yuan said with a smile.

"Sister Bingyuan is right. I feel a little greedy after hearing what she said." Xuemei's cat ears moved slightly and she licked her lips.

"Brother Jiao saved my brother's life. Compared with this great favor, some Ice Spirit Wine is nothing to worry about." Hu Ming looked at Nie Zhaonan and said proudly.

“Hearing you all praising Bingling Wine so highly, I, Jiao, am quite interested in it.” Nie Zhaonan said with his eyes shining.

"Let's go." Hu Ming smiled and flew towards the top of the iceberg.

Naturally, the group followed without hesitation.

"Brother Jiao, you will definitely not be disappointed. Ice Spirit Wine is a spiritual wine unique to Brother Hu Ming's clan. Only when one reaches the tenth level of cultivation can it be refined using a secret method. Not only does it require a large amount of precious spiritual medicines, but it also takes a lot of time to brew. It takes more than ten years of sleepless nights to refine a pot!" Xue Mei knew that Nie Zhaonan did not understand the value of Ice Spirit Wine, so she explained softly.

(End of this chapter)