The Demon Slayer Martial Saint Begins with Insect Refining

Chapter 451 The Battle for the Ice Field
Shuluqi knew immediately that the senior in front of him was after the Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint Secret Realm.

He immediately said, "The Endless Ice Plains, once you enter the secret realm, is an endless ice plain filled with terrifying cold. The insect beasts that the Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint once commanded have all gone out of control, multiplying and rampaging within, hunting down martial artists who enter. Even the weakest of these insect beasts is a fourth-tier being."

"Insect beast?"

Beneath the mask, Su Yan's expression shifted slightly: "Besides insect beasts, what other dangers are there?"

"The extreme cold and the restrictions... That secret realm was transformed from the Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint's secret realm space, and it has evolved into a small world. The further you go in, the more terrifying the cold becomes. Even those at the Dharma Aspect Realm find it difficult to withstand. And the restrictions are even more terrifying. I personally witnessed Zatengli, a peak Dharma Aspect Realm cultivator, being turned into an ice sculpture by a sudden burst of cold air and a swarm of ice-melting insects."

Su Yan asked Shu Luqi any question and he answered accordingly, as did his companions and the two who had turned into half an ice sculpture.

As he inquired, he gradually gained a general understanding of the Insect Sacrifice Secret Realm.

After the death of the Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint, the secret realm he created did not completely collapse. Instead, it gradually formed a small world and generated its own ecosystem during the drifting process.

Insects and animals have become an important part of the ecosystem, but also a major source of danger.

"get out."

Su Yan waved his hand, driving away the five people, and then, carrying the cold current, headed straight for the Insect Sacrifice Secret Realm.

He was incredibly fast, like a sharp arrow in the blizzard, constantly cutting through the wind, snow, and ice.

Hard icicles fell a foot in front of him, only to be shattered by the spatial barrier constructed within his body.

Feeling the force of the ice shards striking, Su Yan couldn't help but think, "The impact is so huge. It seems that this secret realm is no longer just about traveling through spatial rifts, but has become connected with the Desolate Martial Realm."

There are many kinds of secret realms. One kind that can be directly accessed is the Demon Abyss Secret Realm, which is almost a part of the Desolate Martial World.

Of course, many more secret realms are the small worlds of Martial Saints after their deaths, which wander near the Desolate Martial Realm and only open at specific times or under special influence.

Therefore, over the years, various secret realms and their inheritances have appeared from time to time.

The closer Su Yan gets to the Grand Canyon, the more severe the blizzard becomes.

The sky was pitch black, and the thick clouds seemed to be pressing down on the Grand Canyon.

The terrifying chill would likely require even a martial artist at the Danqiao realm to expend a large amount of true essence or use a protective spiritual artifact to resist.

Everything within sight was a vast expanse of white, devoid of any other living beings.

This secret realm has become an adventure destination that only martial artists above the Dharma Aspect Realm can venture into.

swish swish

The moment Su Yan saw the enormous spatial vortex, several attacks were launched.

The attack came with lightning speed, heading straight for Su Yan's vitals.

The attack landed in front of Su Yan and was shattered by the barrier. Su Yan smiled coldly.

The extreme cold hellworms burst forth, sending hundreds of ice spikes hurtling towards the thick snow.

"go!"

The three people hiding in the snow were taken aback and immediately tried to slip away.

But before he could even move, he was pierced by an ice spike, and his body quickly froze.

The Extreme Cold Hell Worm opened its blood-red maw and swallowed them whole. After a long while, it spat out three storage rings.

"Ambushing them here is quite cunning."

Su Yan glanced at them and saw that one of the three was at the Golden Body Realm and the other two were at the peak of the fourth rank, so their strength was already quite good.

However, there's no way he could avoid disaster here.

Su Yan did not linger long because of their ambush, and his figure passed directly through the huge dark blue spatial vortex.

Space twisted, and the fluctuations of spiritual energy suddenly changed.

In an instant, a terrifying chill swept in, and the snowstorm turned into granular ice crystals. As far as the eye could see, there were towering icebergs and endless blue-white ice layers.

"Such a dense concentration of extreme cold..."

Su Yan had already cultivated the Extreme Cold Insect Demon Technique, and had even integrated it into his own Ferocious Insect Technique system, so his understanding of the power of extreme cold was undeniably profound.

Upon entering this place, he was certain that if the Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint had not died in the siege back then, he might have been a Martial Saint of today, or even a legendary Martial Saint.

He looked deeper into the ice layer, where the clouds were even thicker, almost pressing down on the mountaintop.

The deeper you go, the more terrifying the chill becomes.

Su Yan possessed a powerful physical body and had cultivated the Extreme Cold Insect Demon Technique, so he plunged deeper into the depths.

He knew that no matter how difficult it was to reach the core area in seven days, Ashimu and the Ice Burial Tribe warriors would probably have already broken into it.

The vastness of the ice field is probably no less than several thousand miles, and the thick ice and the jagged icebergs bring an extremely terrifying chill.

With each step forward, the chill grew more terrifying.

After traveling three hundred miles inward, the terrifying chill was beyond what a low-level Dharma Aspect martial artist could withstand.

Su Yan further discovered that on this icy plain, the cold currents were the most terrifying thing.

It's like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, suddenly bursting out when you least expect it—it could be a cold current gushing from underground, or a cold cyclone descending from the sky.

One careless move could severely injure or even freeze a martial artist.

During his journey, Su Yan saw no fewer than seven or eight shattered human ice sculptures, with scattered pieces of flesh and blood showing through.

Just then, Su Yan leaped across a surface of ice as smooth as a mirror, and a cracking sound immediately followed.

He stared intently and saw a ferocious insect-beast emerge from the ice, its body as solid as ice, its eight claws like sharp swords, its body as small as an ant, and its mouthparts like a guillotine.

The insect-beast, still carrying half of a Golden Body Realm martial artist's body in its mouth, pounced on Su Yan upon spotting him, unleashing a terrifying tornado of cold air that hurtled straight at his face.

"A fifth-tier insect beast?"

Su Yan smiled and took the Ten Thousand Insects Prison Tower in his hand. In an instant, it transformed into a mountain and directly blocked the tornado of cold air.

buzz
The icy tornado crashed down, and even a fifth-tier beast king's attack could hardly shake it, as it was a sixth-tier saint-grade Dao weapon, the Ten Thousand Insects Prison Tower.

The ancient insect of extreme cold charged straight at them, wielding its hooked claws, which rang out with a clanging sound, like the forging of iron.

'What a ferocious beast!'

Su Yan remained immovable, manipulating the Ten Thousand Insects Prison Tower. Waves of restrictions spread out and landed on the Extreme Cold Ancient Insects.

In an instant, the restriction began to suppress the terrifying chill emanating from the Ancient Frost Worm.

At this moment, the first level of the Ten Thousand Insects Prison Tower opened wide, and the extreme cold hell enveloped the entire district, swallowing up all the tornadoes of cold energy.

When the chill dissipated, Su Yan reversed the situation and became the master of the battle, while the Ancient Frost Worm revealed an unusual weakness.

Su Yan frowned slightly, vaguely sensing that there seemed to be something wrong with the fluctuations in his aura.

However, in the heat of battle, the clashes happen in the blink of an eye.

The ancient insect of extreme cold wanted to fight back, but unexpectedly, chains of ferocious insects emerged from the ancient tower, and the Ten Thousand Insects Prison Tower, as large as a mountain, instantly suppressed it on the ice mirror.

Struggling was futile; its body was completely imprisoned, the chains even sealing every joint made of ice crystals, leaving cracks all over it. Su Yan approached the Ancient Frost Worm, reaching out to grab it, about to unleash the power of the ferocious insect, but at the very moment of activation, his expression changed.

Useless.

The power of the ferocious insects had no effect on the insect beasts before them.

Su Yan's face instantly turned ashen, and he immediately realized: "Something's not right."

He opened his divine eyes and simultaneously probed the Endless Heart Flame into the body of the Extreme Cold Ancient Insect.

In an instant, the Extreme Cold Ancient Insect had no secrets left in front of Su Yan.

The body's energy flowed, yet it was lifeless and stagnant; the meridians existed, but they were extremely limited.

Its body is made of energy and resembles solid ice, but the biggest problem is that this "Extreme Cold Ancient Worm" has absolutely no soul aura.

"The puppets that resemble insects and beasts, formed by combining mystic ice with inscriptions and special extreme cold rules, are probably all such puppets that cover the ice plains with various insect and beast shapes."

Su Yan instantly realized the problem: if they were all puppets, what was their purpose in hunting martial artists?
"The secret realm of the Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint is probably quite problematic."

Thinking of this, Su Yan instantly shattered the body of the "Extreme Cold Ancient Insect" in front of him. The body shattered like ice and then piled up on the ice surface.

It looks just like the corpse of a real insect or beast, but upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that this body has lost its most fundamental power.

Su Yan glanced into the depths of the ice field and then released more ice-melting worms to explore in all directions.

In such a harsh environment, even the Divine Fiend Bees could not spread recklessly to every location; only the Ice Melting Worms could.

After making these preparations, Su Yan quickened his pace, crossed the two checkpoints of the Icefield Tianshan and the Unfrozen Lake, and finally arrived at the core location—the Insect Sacrifice Tomb.

The Insect Sacrifice Tomb is a cemetery constructed from countless frozen skeletons, containing not only the insect beasts of the Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint, but also the thousands of martial artists and civilians he slaughtered.

The ice preserved their hideous appearance and resentment on their faces.

A chill ran down my spine at this spot.

Having reached this location, only a handful of people are capable of surviving the extreme cold.

No inheritance was found in the burial ground, and the terrifying chill had forced everyone to activate their golden bodies.

The Ice Burial Tribe has the largest population, with six people here, forming their own separate faction.

The leader was Huyan Ji, whose cultivation was at the peak of the Golden Body Realm, but he looked younger than Huyan Naluo who had been guarding the entrance to the canyon.

Next, Huyan Mo, Huyan Ming, Huyan Shuangzhu, and Huyan Zhahe stood on the left and right, seemingly guarding Huyan Ji.

Ashimu and Ashizhai of the Red Dragon Tribe had surprisingly formed an alliance with the Uyghur Wuqi and the Frost Wolf Tuoba Xiong, occupying a corner of the Insect Sacrifice Tomb and watching the crowd warily.

The Illusionary Snow Sect, which entered first, also became a separate sect, with three members forming a formation: Sect Leader Liu Menglan, Grand Elder Yu Feihe, and Ancestor Ye Juntao.

The independent cultivators formed their own groups, wary of each other yet standing together in one place, seemingly wanting to use this to fight against the large tribes.

There was another person who neither approached the Ice Burial Tribe nor the Red Dragon Tribe; like a lone wolf, he sat alone atop a massive ice sculpture of a bull-like monster, which resembled a small hill.

Although he was just one person, he instilled a sense of apprehension in the other groups present.

Ashim had witnessed this person's attack; with just a flick of his black robe, the person was instantly reduced to pieces. That was a Golden Body Realm martial artist, demonstrating just how terrifying his methods were.

"You've all come this far and gained quite a bit of benefit. Why don't you retreat now to avoid a bloody fight later?"

The black-robed man's teasing words did nothing to dissuade anyone from maintaining a cold, frost-like demeanor.

retreat?

Having come this far, who would be willing to back down?
Among the rogue cultivators, Yelü Teng raised his eyes, revealing a wolf-like gaze: "The Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint devoured countless martial artists' flesh and blood and plundered countless treasures back then. Now that his tomb has appeared, the Insect Sacrifice Hall has not. Is it really appropriate for us to retreat like this?"

The legacy and accumulated knowledge of the Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint must be found in this training ground, especially in the Insect Sacrifice Hall.

Those who managed to get here, aren't they all experts at the Golden Body Realm?
"If you don't get a refund, you won't get any."

The man in black robes gave a cold laugh, his chilling gaze falling on Yelü Teng, full of unwavering goodwill.

"I think it would be safer to kill you first."

Hu Yanji of the Ice Burial Tribe, with his sharp gaze as keen as a snow sculpture, fell upon the man in black robes.

The fact that the man in black robes could conceal himself so well among the crowd naturally made people feel uneasy.

rustling

At this moment, the ancient tree at the edge of the tomb, which looked like an ice sculpture, made a slight sound.

Everyone immediately looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man who appeared to be young suddenly appear in the insect sacrifice tomb.

"Looks like I've arrived just in time."

Su Yan appeared in front of everyone with a hoarse voice, his powerful aura causing them to be wary.

Hu Yanji's face turned ashen: "Another coward has appeared."

Su Yan's gaze swept over the Golden Body Realm martial artists present, his expression and tone remaining remarkably calm.

“Once you obtain the Frost Bee Bag, take out your Frost Bee Bag; this is the sacred object of the Insect Sacrifice Temple.”

Suddenly Ashim spoke, and the Frost Bee Bag was already in his hand. Although it was only a third of the bag, the Frost Bee Bag still possessed immense power even when divided.

The young man in the black robe laughed. Sure enough, he also had a cold bee pouch at his waist. His cold bee pouch was the largest, had the most patterns, and released the most terrifying cold air.

After the two appeared, everyone thought a third person would follow, but the patriarch of the Illusionary Snow Sect said, "We won't be able to wait for a third one. The fragment of the Frost Bee Bag was traded to the Champion Marquis of the Great Li Dynasty, and he is currently in the south."

what?
Everyone's expression changed abruptly. Ye Juntao then changed the subject slightly and said, "I have the most crucial core of the Frost Bee Pouch. If you agree that after the Insect Sacrifice Hall opens, I will receive a Xuanbing Jade Flower for the purpose of prolonging life, I will agree to give this thing away."

"Hmph, a sixth-grade superior-level Xuanbing Jade Flower, you really dare to dream."

Ye Juntao, looking like an old woman, coldly snorted, her gaze resolute and frightening.

"I am nearing the end of my life, what is there that I dare not think about? I just hope that the rumors are true."

Legend has it that when the Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint swept through the prefecture, he prepared many rare and precious materials in order to break through to the Heavenly Martial Saint realm, including the Mysterious Ice Jade Flower.

But whether it's true or false, no one knows.

The crowd hesitated. Several forces had gotten involved, and this was no longer a problem that could be easily solved.

"what?"

Hu Yanji narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly intending to make a move.

"Our clan's Martial Saint elder is on his way. If we can ascertain their background now, this Frost Bee Bag and the inheritance will belong to our tribe."

Hu Yanji was trying to stall for time, but Ye Juntao acted swiftly and decisively, taking out a deep blue bead. The terrifying cold energy seemed to be instantly mobilized by it. At this moment, Ye Juntao did not use any spells on it, but purely used his own power.

"how?"

Ye Juntao asked again, but before he could finish speaking, a dramatic change suddenly occurred.

(End of this chapter)