The Great Ruler: The Ice Emperor Descends, Freezing the World!

Chapter 28 Divine-Level Spiritual Technique - Mystic Ice Dragon Soaring

After a series of muffled thuds, the target made of refined iron was instantly riddled with holes, covered with deep cuts, each one so deep that the bone was visible.

"I'm a little out of practice now —"

Bing Tianxiao shook his head, clearly not satisfied with the result.

In places like the Spirit Road where spiritual power couldn't be used, he had long been accustomed to utilizing every ounce of his strength to the fullest extent.

Now that spiritual power has returned, although its power has greatly increased, its control is inevitably somewhat rusty.

"Again!"

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and formed a hand seal.

"Mystic Ice Shield!"

A thick ice shield instantly condensed and took shape in front of him.

Then, Bing Tianxiao uttered the name of his next spiritual incantation: "Myriad Flower Ice Mirror!"

As his voice fell, the air around the training ground instantly froze.

Dozens of crystal-clear ice mirrors appeared out of thin air, completely surrounding the venue.

Each ice mirror reflects Bing Tianxiao's image, making it impossible to distinguish which is real and which is fake.

Bing Tianxiao didn't stop until half an hour later.

"Phew—Although I'm a bit rusty, the power is too weak."

This is to be expected, since it was a spiritual technique cultivated three years ago.

The quality is only at the Spirit level.

Above the Spirit level are Divine Techniques and Supreme Divine Arts —

Now that he has reached the mid-stage of the Heavenly Fusion Realm, these spiritual techniques are indeed somewhat outdated.

We need to upgrade our equipment now.

With that thought in mind, Bing Tianxiao turned and flew towards the family's main hall.

The main hall of the Bing family was shrouded in a chilling aura.

Bing Xuanming sat leisurely on the head seat, holding a steaming cup of spiritual tea in his hand.

"grandfather!"

The person arrived before the voice.

A figure burst into the main hall in a flurry of activity.

Bing Xuanming raised an eyebrow: "Hey kid, what's wrong?"

"Give me the token for the Spiritual Technique Treasury; I need to change my spiritual technique."

Bing Tianxiao didn't stand on ceremony and got straight to the point.

"it is good."

Bing Xuanming felt quite gratified.

It's a good thing that my grandson is ambitious.

Immediately, he flipped his hand, and a black-blue token appeared in his palm.

The token bears an ancient-looking character for "ice," radiating a chilling aura.

"Take it."

He casually tossed the token to Bing Tianxiao and instructed, "There are many spiritual techniques inside, take your time to choose."

"Um."

Bing Tianxiao took the token and nodded slightly.

Then he turned and went to the Spirit Scripture Storehouse.

Watching Bing Tianxiao's hurried departure, Bing Xuanming smiled and shook his head, then picked up his teacup again and took a small sip.

"This kid—he's starting to resemble me more and more like I was back in the day."

Holding the token, Bing Tianxiao arrived at the Spirit Scripture Repository without any hindrance.

This is an ancient stone tower built against the mountain, covered with a thick layer of ice, exuding an ancient and weathered atmosphere.

The tower was guarded by two withered-looking old men.

"Old Bai, Old Hei, it's been a long time!"

Bing Tianxiao smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to the two old men, his tone carrying a hint of friendliness.

One of the elderly men was dressed in a white robe, with white hair and beard, and a kind face.

The other was dressed in black, with a cold and stern expression, and never smiled.

They were Bai Xuan and Hei Sha, the other two supreme experts from the Han Yuan branch of the Bing family, besides Bing Xuanming.

Normally, these two are rarely seen, always guarding this spiritual manual repository and seldom showing their faces.

"It's Tianxiao."

Old Bai slightly opened his cloudy eyes and revealed a gentle smile.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to smooth out: "It's been three years, and this little guy's aura has become much more composed. It seems he's suffered quite a bit."

"snort."

Old Hei, standing to the side, snorted coldly, though his face remained stern.

But the fleeting admiration in his eyes couldn't be hidden: "Mid-stage Fusion Realm? So-so."

Bing Tianxiao wasn't annoyed and said with a smile, "Old Hei, you're still so serious. I just came out of the Spirit Road and was about to pick out a few suitable spirit techniques."

"Go ahead, go ahead."

Old Bai waved his hand.

The heavy stone door slowly opened with a low rumble, revealing a deep and mysterious space inside: "Remember to act within your means; don't bite off more than you can chew. What suits you best is the best."

"Thank you both for your guidance!"

Bing Tianxiao bowed respectfully, then flashed into the stone tower.

Watching Bing Tianxiao's disappearing figure, Old Hei's previously tense lips twitched slightly, and he muttered under his breath, "This kid's talent is far superior to his father's. If he could hone his skills on that spiritual path for a few more years, he might really—"

"Alright, Old Black."

Old Bai interrupted him, his eyes becoming profound: "The fledgling eagle will eventually spread its wings and fly high. All we old bones can do is protect this home for them. As for how high it can fly in the future, that depends on its own destiny."

Inside the Spiritual Manual Treasury lies a hidden paradise.

Rows of bookshelves carved from ice were arranged in a staggered manner, filled with all kinds of jade slips and scrolls, radiating colorful light.

An ancient and pure spiritual energy permeated the air, making one want to immerse oneself in it.

Bing Tianxiao's gaze swept over the dazzling array of spiritual techniques, and he couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

Although it is only the spiritual technique library of the Cold Abyss branch, the richness of its collection is enough to make people gasp.

High-grade spiritual techniques are readily available, and even divine techniques are not uncommon.

Bing Tianxiao's gaze swept quickly across the bookshelf, his fingers lightly tracing the jade slips that emanated a chilling aura.

"Frosty Soul Palm", "Ice Extreme Sword Technique", "Frosty Heaven Finger" —

These are all good, but they are not so good for him now.

Until his gaze fell on a scroll that was entirely dark blue.

A domineering and incomparably cold aura swept over him, causing the spiritual power within his body to become slightly restless.

"Mystic Ice Dragon Soars" —

Bing Tianxiao read aloud the four ancient and vigorous characters on the scroll.

Holy crap! This is the secret technique of an old friend of Emperor Yan!

We even have one at home.

And it's a divine technique!

study!

Must learn!

Immediately, I glanced at the contents.

This is an attack technique, which is exactly what he needs right now.

Not only is it incredibly powerful, but it also perfectly matches the attributes of the cultivation technique he practices.

"This is it!"

Without any hesitation, Bing Tianxiao reached for the scroll.

As his palm touched the reel.

The ethereal ice dragon that swirled around him seemed to come alive, letting out a roar before transforming into a streak of light and entering his brow.

boom!

A massive flow of information instantly flooded his mind, and a complete and profound divine cultivation method was imprinted in his mind.

"Mysterious Ice Dragon Soars," a low-grade divine technique.

It condenses its own spiritual power into a colossal ice dragon, possessing terrifying power capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

When cultivated to its full potential, its power rivals that of a mid-grade divine technique!

"It really is a good product!"

Bing Tianxiao breathed a sigh of relief, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

With this "Mysterious Ice Dragon Soaring", he would have a fighting chance even against a Transformation Realm expert who controls a portion of the power of heaven and earth!

"However, having offensive means alone is not enough."

Bing Tianxiao put away the scroll and began searching the bookshelf again.

The attack method is in place.

He also needs a movement technique.

After all, speed is crucial whether you're chasing or escaping.

Soon, his gaze settled on a movement technique called "Treading Snow Without Leaving a Trace".

This is a mid-grade divine technique, considered top-tier among movement and spiritual techniques.

When one cultivates to the highest level, one's body becomes like a ghost, leaving no trace in the snow, making it impossible for anyone to catch a trace of one's footsteps.

"These two are the ones I'll choose!"

Bing Tianxiao nodded in satisfaction and put the two spiritual manuals into his pocket.