Wet viviparity

Chapter 841 Blessed Land, Purpose

Golden-headed Warrior rode a gust of wind, skimming low over the dark surface of Silver Lake, heading straight for the depths of Cold Wave Frontier.

Under the operation of the Qinghe Chuisu Formation Diagram on the altar, the lake area within a radius of hundreds of miles turned into cold waves, and a curtain of clear, cold rain fell from the sky. The raindrops were so fine that frost would condense on the skin upon touching them, and the operation of the demonic magic became somewhat sluggish.

If the gods, ghosts, demons, and monsters of his Cloud and Rain Temple were to enter this place without making any preparations, their cultivation would be weakened in no time, leaving them passively waiting to be harvested.

Although the Golden-Headed Warrior has fallen in realm, his foundation and experience remain. He is originally from the lineage of the Dry Land God, and his nature is dry and hot, so he particularly dislikes this cold and damp environment.

He exuded a faint crimson aura, resisting the bone-chilling cold that invaded his body. His full head of crimson hair and the leopard-patterned trousers around his waist were covered with white frost.

He dared not leap too high, lest he attract the attention of the ghost soldiers of Taiping Mountain. He stayed close to the crest of the cold waves, following the path secretly scouted by the Cloud and Rain Temple, and carefully moved forward.

We encountered patrols several times along the way.

The Taiping Mountain disciples who entered Xinjiang traveled in pairs, riding in small talisman boats that cut through the cold waves like shuttles.

Often, before any movement could be seen in the waves, the talisman boat would arrive in front of them. On the boat, there was a mountain-viewing mirror that could reveal the whereabouts of nearby enemies. The cold waves within a radius of several miles were reflected in the mirror, almost revealing their hidden forms.

The golden-headed warrior sank into the water, transforming into a silver fish. He then focused his mind and breath, managing to evade the attack.

Several rogue cultivators, summoned to Xinjiang by Taiping Mountain, were seen traveling together in the cold waves. Each of them used their magical artifacts to fight a group of wild water monsters and spirits driven here by Yunyu Temple. The light flashed and the shouts were endless.

The Golden-Headed Warrior waited underwater for half a day. The two groups fought for half a day, and apart from losing their voices from shouting, not a single one of them died. They even politely withdrew three miles each to rest before fighting again. They were truly a model of benevolence and righteousness in the Cold Wave Frontier.

Jin Toujian, not wanting to cause any unnecessary trouble, would normally annihilate both sides in this fight, regardless of whether they were friend or foe.

The deeper one goes, the colder it becomes, and the power of the Qinghe Chuisu Formation gradually becomes apparent.

The sweet rain fell upon the demon's body, piercing to the bone marrow like needles; the icy waves swirled around it, as if dragged by invisible shackles, making its movements increasingly sluggish. The golden-headed warrior secretly channeled the plague fire he had cultivated, exhaling scorching yellow breath from his mouth and nose to dispel the deep chill.

Below the three gods are three generals. The Golden-Headed General inherited the plague-refining method of the Drought God. The Meridian General was given the rare treasure, the Meridian Double-Headed Demon Arrow, forged by the Perilous Land God. The Fish-like General was both a disciple of the Mourning God and his beloved mount, and thus received the most true and wonderful techniques.

The Cloud and Rain Temple is like this: on the surface there are three gods, but behind them are the Four Fiends of Cloud and Floating, each with deep roots. Their positions have remained unchanged for generations, while these powerful figures have to face the ambitious gods, ghosts, demons and monsters below.

"I wonder how things are progressing on the Pakyu side?"

Jin Toujian always had a bad feeling about the situation in Nanhuojiang.

He suddenly realized that his mission to infiltrate the Cold Wave Frontier, which required him to destroy his Yuan Dan in advance, might be a blessing in disguise. Otherwise, he would have fallen into the quagmire of the Southern Fire Frontier and faced that Lingxu Mage directly.

Continuing forward, they suddenly saw a dramatic change in the water's flow ahead, with surging cold mist.

Where the cold mist gathered, a colossal, ship-shaped object faintly appeared—the Heavenly River Altar, hailed as one of the most fortified strongholds in the world.

From a distance, the altar still looks like a lone boat suspended on the crest of a wave. It is made of grayish-blue boulders, weathered by wind and rain, leaving countless mottled marks, yet it still stands majestically.

The altar top has pavilions and towers, and you can vaguely see figures moving around and banners waving. It is the place where the disciples of the Taiping Mountain altar are stationed. According to the rules of the battle within the three regions, there are twelve people from both sides entering the region.

Currently, among the disciples of Taiping Mountain within the Cold Wave Frontier, or rather, among the Dragon-Tiger Masters who have subdued the Yang Dragon and tamed the Yin Tiger in the Three Realms, and whose blood is like mercury gold and whose marrow is like jade, only Zhou Jing of the Upper Mansion, Qian Longchuan and Zhang Lingyun of Jia Peak, and the Ruyi Daoist of He Guan can pose a threat to him.

I heard that the Cliff Master of Yifeng has taken on a disciple who has been cultivating in seclusion at the mountain gate. He is known as Snow Child. I wonder how well he is doing.

He knew that one of the high priests must be stationed here on this altar.

The Golden-Headed Warrior took out an item, a precious talisman. It did not belong to the Cloud Rain Temple, but came from a hidden agent in Taiping Mountain, and was handed to him by the Crimson-Intent Gentleman.

It was because of this precious talisman that could temporarily evade the array's perception that the Three Gods and Four Fiends were truly convinced that the Crimson Prince indeed possessed a hidden agent of considerable caliber.

It should be noted that even the Cloud and Rain Temple has no ability to plant or win over agents of this level. This is why Chi Yi Lang Jun is qualified to negotiate cooperation with the Cloud and Rain Temple.

Golden-Headed Warrior was very curious about how Red-Willed Gentleman could convince the Three Gods and Four Fiends of the reliability of that spy. After all, a single talisman couldn't prove anything, and Red-Willed Gentleman must have an absolutely credible reason.

Unfortunately, the Crimson-Hearted Gentleman had already taken the position of the chess player, while he himself was merely a pawn in the grand ko, making it impossible for him to know such inside information. Under the cover of this precious talisman, the Golden-Headed Warrior silently sneaked to the base of the Heavenly River Altar.

The massive rocky base was battered by the icy waves and covered with a thick shell of ice. Here he found a hidden crevice, left by the impact of a giant monster in the past. Although it had been repaired by the disciples of the altar, there were still some oversights.

Of course, the information about this hidden rift, and even the map he possessed, also came from that spy, which shows the immense value of this person.

His figure flickered, transforming into a streak of filthy blood light, and he burrowed into the crevice.

The passageways inside the altar are intricate and complex, and the stone walls are icy cold, all protected by talisman arrays.

Golden-Headed Warrior held his breath and fled swiftly, relying on the map provided by the hidden agent inside the Cloud and Rain Temple to avoid the main restrictions and head straight down to the entrance of the Hetian Mountain Blessed Land.

If the Tianhe Shangtan is like a lone boat suspended on the crest of a wave, then Hetian Mountain is the "giant wave" beneath the boat, suppressed by the boat-shaped Shangtan, and completely blocked by array diagrams on all sides. Only by passing through the inside of the altar can one enter.

With a thought, the speed of escape remains undiminished.

Before long, whispers could be heard coming from the passageway ahead.

"Senior Brother Zhang, the battles in Hanbo Frontier are fought day and night. Although they are meant to hone our skills, they are also incredibly tough. We don't know when it will end."

"Be careful what you say! We are already in a relatively easy situation. We have the demons of the Yin Army and the He Guan Dao Yi Si to command, as well as the rogue cultivators of Tiannan who admire the righteous path. Even in times of crisis, we have treasures and Dao soldiers to save us from danger."

In places like the Southern Fire Frontier and the Great Cloud Floating Frontier, there are too many variables, and both sides have many hidden cards. To win in such places requires great wisdom and courage.

Jin Toujian was listening intently when the conversation abruptly stopped. He thought he had been sensed by the other party, but then he heard the one called Senior Brother Zhang speak again: "Senior Brother Ruyi has noticed a change in the interception net set up in the formation and has summoned me to discuss it."

"Brother Ruyi's net, woven from cut silk, is tangible yet intangible. It is spread out in a hidden place and covers a large area. Any faint evil energy that passes through this net will be like mist clinging to the net, condensing into beads, and will no longer be able to hide."

"That makes sense. Brother Ruyi summoned me because there must be something wrong with the interception net that Zhang Bu placed in the altar."

"Has the enemy penetrated deep into our territory?" the Taoist priest asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, the terrain inside the altar is complex, with many hidden traps like mines. This person is probably very good at hiding and changing his appearance. He came here by accident, otherwise the commotion here would have been huge long ago."

"You guard this place well, pay close attention to the situation in this area, and have your subordinates, the Yin Ghost Soldiers, patrol more carefully. Also, this gate leads to the blessed land of Hetian Mountain. Although the treasures and rare items within the blessed land have been moved, they are no longer of great importance, but it's always good to be on guard."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Zhang."

After the two finished speaking, Senior Brother Zhang left, leaving the Taoist alone.

After a while, Senior Brother Zhang returned, accompanied by several Taoist priests, including Ding Ruyi and Mingyue Tongzi.

When the Taoist saw that his senior brother Zhang had returned, he was not surprised. He changed his worried and fearful appearance from before and said in a deep voice, "The enemy is no ordinary person. Seeing that I am here alone, he actually refrained from attacking."

Senior Brother Zhang looked around and said, "My conversation with you has revealed a lot of information to him. He should understand that his whereabouts inside the altar have been exposed, and thus deduce that the array inside the altar is sealed, and from then on, there is no way to leave this altar."

Even in this critical moment, he remained calm and composed, managing to evade our spiritual detection. When did such a figure emerge from among the lower-ranking gods, ghosts, and demons of the Cloud and Rain Temple?

The Taoist with snow-white eyebrows and hair looked at Ding Ruyi and said, "Senior brother, can your intercepting net still capture its remaining energy?"

Ding Ruyi shook her head and said, "This is where the last trace of Qi remains. I just sent a telepathic message to Zhang Lingyun, instructing him and Junior Brother Qian to leak information during their conversation so that the enemy would be distracted. At that moment, Mingyue and I searched the surrounding area, but found nothing. The enemy's demonic power is far superior to ours."

"A blessed land".

Mingyue Tongzi pointed to the archway gate and said, "The other side infiltrated our territory but did not harm a single person. They are clearly here on a secret mission and do not want to alert us. With such a strong sense of purpose, they must not have come here for a casual stroll."

It can only be a blessed land, nothing more.

Everyone fell silent for a moment. The treasures in the blessed land had all been moved, so what could be so of interest to the other party?

(End of this chapter)