Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

The energy fluctuation was inside the valley. Such fluctuations were nothing to ordinary soul masters and soul beasts, but for Wang Teng, who had absorbed the ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing Marrow, they were incredibly strong and could be 'smelled' from a great distance.

Wang Teng could sense that something was sleeping deep in the valley, and every breath of cold air he exhaled lowered the temperature of this icy plain by one degree.

"This is it."

Wang Teng said this in a low voice, but with a very certain tone.

Madam Wei stood beside Wang Teng, gazing into the depths of the valley with a somewhat complicated expression.

She had seen this map countless times and imagined it countless times, but when she actually stood here, the chilling aura still shocked her.

This cold wasn't as fierce as the wind and snow outside; it was quiet, inward, like a cold that had been frozen for millions of years, so cold that it made one's chest tighten and even breathing difficult.

Xianyun stood behind Madam Wei, his pale blue eyes gazing into the depths of the valley. His lips moved, and he uttered something.

Dugu Bo walked over to Wang Teng, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled, a rare occurrence for him: "Not bad, at least the trip wasn't in vain."

Ning Rongrong peeked out from behind, looked at the valley, then at Wang Teng, and finally showed a genuine smile for the first time in days.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, but nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled.

Wang Teng was the first to step into the valley.

Five people followed behind.

Chapter 461 The Frozen Lake at the Bottom of the Valley Reveals a Hidden Paradise

The entrance to the valley is like a gaping mouth, with steep ice walls on both sides. The gray-white ice surface is covered with cracks, as if it had been torn open and then frozen back in.

The wind howled from the depths of the valley, and the cold was more than twice as strong as outside.

Ning Rongrong shivered as soon as she entered and instinctively moved closer to Wang Teng.

Wang Teng held her hand and channeled his fire-attribute soul power into her, which warmed Ning Rongrong up.

The group continued walking inside.

The ground in the valley was covered in ice, not snow.

Smooth, transparent, and with a pale blue hue, it resembled a large mirror laid on the ground, reflecting the shadows of the ice walls on both sides.

The further you go, the higher the altitude becomes, and the mountain walls on both sides get closer and closer, as if they are deliberately narrowing the passage so that only those who are least afraid of the cold can pass through.

Wang Teng walked ahead, head down, using his mental power to sense the energy emanating from underground while watching the road ahead.

We bypassed an ice wall and passed through a forest of ice crystals.

Finally, the group stopped in front of a huge ice wall.

The ice wall is at the northernmost part of the valley, hidden behind two protruding rocks.

If Wang Teng hadn't followed the scent to find this place, most people probably wouldn't have noticed this ordinary ice wall.

Wang Teng reached out and touched it; the ice was icy cold to the touch, but his palm quickly sensed something different.

He turned to the crowd and said, "The entrance is here."

Upon hearing this, Madam Wei quickly walked over, looked the ice wall up and down, and nodded.

Then, she placed her hand on the ice wall, and the spirit ring beneath her feet slowly rose up.

"Second Soul Skill: Ice Shard Piercing."

As the soul skill was released, the ice in front of them began to shatter.

The ice wall receded to both sides, revealing a dark passage behind it.

The entrance to the passage was small, just enough for one person to pass through. The chill emanating from the darkness caused the surrounding air to condense into a white mist.

Ning Rongrong had only taken two steps closer when she was forced back by the chilling aura.

She coughed a few times, covering her mouth, her face was a little pale, and a thin layer of white frost had formed on her eyelashes.

Zhu Zhuqing stood beside Ning Rongrong, the blue light of the Ice Bear Soul Bone on her right arm shining brightly, but the blue light trembled slightly under the pressure of the cold air, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

Her complexion wasn't good either, and her lips were pressed into a thin line.

Clearly, their strength was too low, and they couldn't withstand the cold air inside the passage.

"Rongrong, Zhuqing, you two stay here."

Seeing their condition, Wang Teng said without hesitation, "You can't withstand the cold in this passage."

Ning Rongrong wanted to say something, but after opening her mouth, she swallowed her words when she saw Wang Teng's expression.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, but only glanced at Xianyun.

Xianyun leaned against the ice wall beside her, her hands tucked into her sleeves, her moon-white dress fluttering in the cold wind.

Noticing Zhu Zhuqing's gaze, she raised an eyebrow and said indifferently, "Oh dear, why are you looking at me? I'll stay here and keep an eye on them."

"The three of you go in, I'll stay here and keep watch, just in case anything happens."

Wang Teng glanced at her.

Xianyun is a Soul Douluo, and staying here to protect Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing is more than enough for him.

Although the two sides had conflicts before, they are now in the same boat, and she shouldn't turn against them at this time.

Wang Teng nodded, said "thank you," and then turned and walked into the passage.

Dugu Bo followed behind him, while Madam Wei walked at the very back.

The passage was narrow, with natural ice on both sides and overhead, and in some places you had to turn sideways to pass through.

The ground beneath your feet is sometimes flat and sometimes rugged, sometimes smooth ice and sometimes uneven rocks, so you have to be extra careful when you step on it.

The cold air surged from the depths of the passage, growing stronger and stronger until the air itself was filled with tiny ice crystals, making each breath feel like inhaling countless fine needles.

After walking for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the passage suddenly widened, and there was light ahead.

No, that's not firelight ahead, but a natural, ethereal blue glow emanating from the end of the passage, making the ice walls on both sides of the passage sparkle like sapphires.

Wang Teng quickened his pace and walked out of the passage.

Suddenly, everything became clear.

It was a huge cave, bigger than anyone could imagine.

The cave ceiling is at least a hundred meters above the ground, with countless icicles of all sizes hanging upside down. Some are as thin as a finger, while others are as thick as an ancient tree. They are densely packed and layered, like an inverted forest.

From time to time, a drop of water dripped from the end of the icicles, falling onto the ice below and making a crisp "drip-drop" sound that echoed in the empty cave, like someone striking the thinnest bell with the smallest hammer.

At the end of the cave is a lake.

It's not a pond, but a real lake.

The lake is vast, stretching as far as the eye can see, and is at least as wide as several football fields.

The lake water was frighteningly clear, as transparent as air, and you could see every stone and every crack on the lakebed.

The water was so light that it was almost invisible; only from a certain angle could one see a faint blue light floating on the surface.

"In such a cold environment, the lake hasn't frozen over!"

Wang Teng pondered this in surprise.

However, he quickly forgot about all of that.

Because the bottom of the icy lake in front of us is covered with millennia-old icy marrow.

These ancient ice marrow fragments are not scattered on the lakebed, but rather spread out in large pieces, covering the entire lakebed.

Looking down from the lake, the surface of those Xuanbing marrows is not smooth; it is covered with fine lines, one after another, like the rings of a tree.

Wang Teng saw a deep blue light shining through the Xuanbing Marrow, passing through the lake water, and enveloping the entire cave in a faint blue glow.

Above the lake, water vapor condenses into tiny ice crystals upon cooling, floating in the air and shimmering under the blue light.

Ice crystals drifted slowly in the wind, some landing on the icicles by the lake, making them even more translucent; others landed on the lake surface, creating tiny ripples.

Ripples spread outwards, crashing against the ice on the lake shore and bouncing back, bumping against each other, weaving a constantly changing web of water patterns.

The cave is surrounded by ice, not ordinary ice, but ancient ice formed over millions of years by repeated erosion, solidification, and further erosion by the cold air.

So beautiful.

It was so beautiful it didn't seem real, like a scene from a dream, something I shouldn't have seen while I was alive.

Madam Wei stood behind Wang Teng, her gaze fixed on the frozen lake, a complex emotion flashing in her deep gray eyes.

Her voice was soft, sounding somewhat ethereal in the empty cave, as she said, "This place was discovered by our ancestors of the Dragon Gate by chance."

"No one remembers exactly which ancestor found it."

All we know is that our ancestor, in order to escape a blizzard, crawled into an ice crevice and stumbled upon this place.

Madam Wei paused, her breath condensing into frost in the air before slowly dissipating, and said, "He was shocked at the time."

"Such a large ice lake, with its bottom covered with millennia-old black ice marrow, he had never seen such a sight in all his years of life."

"He thought he had struck it rich, and after returning home, he gathered all the experts in his sect, intending to mine here."

Madam Wei shook her head, a bitter smile appearing on her lips.

"And what happened? They couldn't get in at all."

"The cold here is too intense; even a Soul Douluo-level expert cannot stay here for too long."

“Some people stubbornly tried to stay at the bottom of the lake a little longer, but when they came up, their soul power was disordered and their meridians were damaged. It took them half a year to recover.”

"Since then, our Earth Dragon Gate has never had any designs on this frozen lake again."

As Madam Wei spoke, she shivered.

Her soul power was already circulating, and an icy blue light flowed across her body, keeping out the cold.

But that chill was too domineering. Even for an ice-attribute Soul Douluo like her, who was at level 85, she could feel the coldness seeping into her protective soul power little by little, like countless fine needles drilling from her skin into the gaps between her bones.

Dugu Bo stood on the other side of Wang Teng, his hands behind his back, his emerald green eyes staring at the lake. His face was expressionless, but his soul power was also circulating within him, and emerald green light faintly emanated from his collar and cuffs.

Although he didn't speak, Wang Teng could sense that Dugu Bo was not in a relaxed state.

Even titled Douluo cannot completely ignore the chill here.

"You can go out now."