Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

The faces of those Soul Sect members changed drastically, and they quickly retreated, none of them daring to touch the poisonous fog.

When the poisonous fog dissipated, the passage was empty; Wang Teng and his two companions had long since run far away.

Once you exit the passage, you'll find yourself at the narrow entrance to the ice cave.

Wang Teng led the two women out, and before them lay the main ice passage inside the Earth Dragon Gate stronghold.

A cacophony of shouts and footsteps could be heard in the distance; the stronghold was clearly in complete chaos.

"Soul Bone Skill: Flight!"

Wang Teng activated the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor, and a gentle soul force lifted the three people up.

His soul power was almost gone, and his flight altitude and speed were much lower than before.

But Wang Teng gritted his teeth and persevered, carrying Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, and flew silently out of the stronghold's range, clinging to the top of the ice cliff.

Behind them, the disciples of the Earth Dragon Sect frantically searched for the intruder's trail.

Under the cover of night, Wang Teng and his two companions flew further and further away, gradually disappearing into the darkness of the vast ice plain.

Wang Teng had no idea how long he had been flying.

His consciousness was beginning to fade, and he was only holding on by sheer willpower.

Ning Rongrong gripped Wang Teng's arm tightly, feeling his body trembling slightly, and felt both anxious and pained.

Zhu Zhuqing also noticed Wang Teng's condition, but she didn't say anything. She simply used her body to shield him from the oncoming cold wind.

Finally, on the leeward side of an ice cliff, Wang Teng found a hidden cave.

The cave entrance is small and is mostly covered by a protruding ice rock, making it impossible to spot unless viewed from a specific angle.

He staggered down and led the two women into the cave.

The cave was deeper than Wang Teng had imagined.

The three walked a dozen steps further in, and the cave became more spacious. The ground was dry, without any standing water, and the air was much warmer than outside.

The cave walls were rough rock, not ice, which was quite rare in a place where ice was everywhere.

As soon as Wang Teng entered the cave, his legs went weak.

He slid down against the cave wall, panting heavily, sweat dripping down his face.

Ning Rongrong quickly squatted down, took out clothes from her storage soul tool, and covered Wang Teng with them.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, but silently walked to the cave entrance and listened to the sounds outside.

After confirming that no one was chasing her, she walked back, sat down against the other side of the cave wall, closed her eyes, and gently exhaled.

The three of them sat in silence for a while, none of them having the energy to speak.

The cave was extremely quiet, with only the howling wind outside, like something crying in the distance.

After a long while, Ning Rongrong sighed softly, "Wang Teng, you killed a Soul Saint."

Ning Rongrong's voice carried an indescribable emotion: shock, lingering fear, and a hint of pride.

Wang Teng opened his eyes, glanced at Ning Rongrong, and forced a tired smile, saying, "Just lucky."

Afterwards, Ning Rongrong took out dry food and water pouches from her storage soul tool and handed them to Wang Teng and Zhu Zhuqing.

The three of them drank some water with their dry rations, and their strength gradually returned.

The wind outside the cave grew stronger and stronger, howling as if it would overturn the entire ice field.

But it was quiet and safe inside the cave.

Wang Teng leaned against the cave wall, closed his eyes, and listened to the two girls' steady breathing. He gradually felt at ease.

That night, the three of them huddled together in the dry cave and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 443 Refining the Mystic Ice, Transforming the Sacred Beast

Inside the cave, the light of the campfire flickered, casting three shadows onto the rough rock wall.

When Wang Teng woke up, it was still dark.

He opened his eyes and glanced in the direction of the cave entrance.

Most of the area was blocked by a protruding ice rock, and only a sliver of grayish-white light could be seen.

A cold wind seeped in through the cracks, carrying tiny ice shards that felt chilly on my face.

Wang Teng stretched his shoulders and felt that his soul power had almost fully recovered.

Although yesterday's battle was exhausting, he was fortunate to have a solid foundation and recovered after a good night's sleep.

By this time, the campfire was almost out, with only a few dark red embers barely clinging to life, occasionally spewing out a spark or two.

Wang Teng took out a few pieces of charcoal from his storage soul tool and gently tossed them into the fire.

The charcoal caught fire quickly, making a soft crackling sound.

The orange flames flickered back up, pushing back some of the chill in the cave.

Wang Teng glanced in the direction of the cave entrance and muttered to himself, "Looks like we're pretty lucky."

It turned out that a blizzard had suddenly started outside the cave.

In Wang Teng's view, the blizzard came at just the right time.

After all, with such a heavy snowstorm, even if the people from the Earth Dragon Gate wanted to pursue, they wouldn't be able to come out and search.

When the snow stopped, Wang Teng and his companions' footprints had long been buried cleanly.

A rustling sound suddenly came from behind Wang Teng.

Ning Rongrong rolled over, groggily opened her eyes, and yawned.

Zhu Zhuqing woke up a little earlier than Ning Rongrong and was sitting against the cave wall, staring blankly at the campfire.

Ning Rongrong rubbed her eyes and sat up, her hair a mess and her face bearing red marks from sleeping.

Wang Teng nodded and handed her the water bag.

Ning Rongrong took the drink and drank a couple of sips. She felt much more energetic, and her eyes brightened up.

She suddenly remembered something and leaned closer to ask Wang Teng, "Oh right, it was too chaotic yesterday and I forgot to ask, did you find the Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice Marrow? How much did you find?"

Zhu Zhuqing also raised her head, her gaze falling on Wang Teng.

Wang Teng didn't rush to answer, but instead reached out and touched the storage soul tool.

A flash of blue light appeared, and a palm-sized crystal appeared in his palm.

The crystal was a regular cuboid, like a carefully polished gemstone, translucent, with a surface so smooth that it could almost reflect a person's image.

The most striking feature is the interior of the crystal, where a faint blue light flows, like living mercury slowly moving about, or like fragments of aurora frozen in time, deep blue and profound, exuding an indescribable sense of mystery.

"It's so beautiful."

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, her eyes wide with delight.

Zhu Zhuqing leaned forward slightly, carefully examining the crystal, and asked uncertainly, "Is this the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow?"

"Correct."

Wang Teng held the crystal in his palm so the two of them could see it clearly.

Ning Rongrong was itching to touch it and reached out to do so.

Wang Teng reacted quickly, flipping his wrist to retrieve the crystal, leaving Ning Rongrong's hand grasping at empty air.

"Be careful, this thing is dangerous."

Wang Teng said in a serious tone.

"what happened?"

Ning Rongrong blinked in confusion. It's just a cold stone, how dangerous could it be?

"This thing is very cold on the surface; you can't just touch it."

Wang Teng explained, showing the crystal again, but not handing it over.

Ning Rongrong didn't believe in superstition.

That's just how she is; the more you tell her not to touch you, the more she wants to.

However, with Wang Teng's reminder, Ning Rongrong was much more careful this time. Instead of grabbing it directly with her hand, she stretched out a finger and slowly and tentatively moved it toward the surface of the crystal.

When Ning Rongrong's fingertips were less than an inch away from the crystal, a layer of white frost suddenly appeared on her fingernails.

The white frost came extremely quickly, as if invisible ice mist was spraying out from the crystal surface, instantly covering Ning Rongrong's entire nail, and was spreading towards the fingertip.

"ah!"

Ning Rongrong cried out in surprise, pulling her hand back as if she had been burned. She breathed on her fingers a few times and then quickly put them over the campfire to warm them.

After roasting for a while, the white frost on Ning Rongrong's fingers slowly melted, turning into tiny water droplets that glistened in the firelight.

"So cold! No, not cold, it's ice! Absolutely icy!"

Ning Rongrong grinned, rubbing her fingers vigorously, and said, "I feel like my fingernails are going to freeze off!"

Wang Teng shook his head, both amused and exasperated. He picked up the crystal again and presented it to Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, saying, "Alright, you two try it and see if you can absorb the energy inside."

"Can you really absorb something so cold?"

Ning Rongrong looked at the crystal with lingering fear, pouting and looking very unwilling.

"I'll give it a try."

Zhu Zhuqing stood up from the cave wall, walked up to Wang Teng, and said, "Rongrong is a support-type Soul Master, and her physical foundation is not as good as mine."

"This is such a dangerous thing, I'll go first."

"Be careful, Zhuqing."

Ning Rongrong tugged at Zhu Zhuqing's sleeve, her eyes filled with worry.

Wang Teng also solemnly instructed, "Don't absorb too much at the beginning, just a trace is enough."

"Let's test it out first. This stuff is very dangerous, so we must not be greedy."