Chapter 441: Twelve-Grade Snow Leaf White Lotus Seed

Hun Shang heard the words but only gave the other person a faint glance.

Then, with a light step in the void, his figure moved like a ghost, directly appearing in front of the old man. His palm reached towards the top of the old man's head.

"Obtaining the soul of a high-level Half-Saint is not a bad harvest..."

Although Hun Shang's attack seemed ordinary, for the old man, it was almost incomprehensible. He could only see a distortion in space, and before he knew it, Hun Shang's palm was less than an inch away from the top of his head.

"Ah!"

After letting out a miserable scream, a highly condensed soul was forcibly extracted from the old man's body.

Bing Lingzi was the Ancestor of the Ice Crystal Mansion.

The people from the Ice Crystal Mansion below were stunned as they saw their Ancestor being captured.

"How is this possible! The Ancestor is a Half-Saint-level powerhouse!"

"Why can't he even muster his strength?!"

"Bad news! The opponent must be a Dou Saint-level expert! Quickly activate the Nine Snow Overturning Formation!"

"..."

Ignoring the commotion below, Hun Shang closed his eyes slightly, his handprints changed, and a strange light entered into Bing Lingzi's soul.

"Ah ah ah!"

After another miserable cry, Hun Shang opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Sure enough, there's no information about that Xiao Clan remnant."

"However, the Wind and Snow Ceremony? Eleven-Grade Snow Leaf White Lotus? Hehe, I didn't expect to receive news about such a treasure this time."

The Snow Leaf White Lotus grew in extremely cold areas and was divided into twelve grades based on its leaves, with Twelve Leaves being the highest grade and One Leaf being the lowest.

It had a wide range of uses, most commonly employed as a medicinal material. A One-Grade Snow Leaf White Lotus could heal Dou Disciples, a Two-Grade could heal Dou Masters, and it was said that a Twelve-Grade Snow Leaf White Lotus could even heal Dou Gods.

Snow Leaf White Lotus of seven grades or higher could enhance Dou Qi, improve body aptitude, and nourish the soul.

Although it wasn't a Twelve-Grade Snow Leaf White Lotus, the sudden news of an eleven-leaf one was enough to excite Hun Shang.

With this item, he had a chance to break through to the five-star Dou Saint stage!

At this moment, a dazzling blue light appeared in the sky, blocking Hun Shang outside Ice Crystal City. In the empty space, ice attribute energy quickly gathered, forming numerous tiny ice crystals.

Seeing this scene, the two ghostly fires in Hun Shang's deep eye sockets flickered slightly. He suppressed the urge to immediately storm into the Wind and Snow Sacred Temple to kill everyone and looked down at Ice Crystal City.

"Jie jie, just a formation, such insignificant tricks, yet they dare to show off before me!"

"Today, I'll show you the might of a Dou Saint!"

"Soul Devouring Technique!"

Hun Shang's body trembled as his soul floated out from the center of his eyebrows. Then, his soul's arms mysteriously exploded!

"Wah-wah!"

With the explosion of his soul's arms, boundless black fog surged out, covering the vast sky in an instant. The entire expanse was shrouded in the dark mist, and countless eerie soul soundwaves emanated from within, like devilish melodies, crazily drilling into the depths of people's minds.

"Go!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The black fog tore through the layers of blue light, creating ripples in the space as it went. It broke through the grand formation's blockade and entered Ice Crystal City in just a few breaths.

Instantly, the people within Ice Crystal City were thrown into a frenzy of despair.

"Not good! Run away!"

"Save me!"

"I'll fight you to the death!"

"..."

As the black fog spread, everyone's reactions varied, but the result was the same in the face of Hun Shang's absolute strength.

After a moment, there was only silence left in Ice Crystal City.

Hun Shang had obtained the answer he wanted.

"So, that remnant of the Xiao Clan is heading to the Fallen Spirit Abyss in the western region of the Fallen Spirit Ice Source? In that case, I'll take this opportunity to go to the Wind and Snow Sacred Temple and see what this so-called Wind and Snow Ceremony is all about. Jie jie jie..."

...

The world was adorned with endless whiteness, as snowflakes gently danced in the air, floating like willow leaves carried by the wind. As they ventured deeper into the Fallen Spirit Ice Source, the wind grew fiercer, and the snow fell more densely, resembling sharp blades attacking from all directions.

In such harsh conditions, there were hardly any signs of ordinary life within a thousand miles.

Even those with the strength of a Dou Emperor would hesitate to fly in such a place. There was no shelter for thousands of miles, and the Dou Qi in the air carried bone-chilling coldness and was extremely thin. This is the terrifying aspect of the extreme northern region.

Of course, this adverse environment had little effect on Xiao Ming.

To be precise, it had little effect on his physical body, but there were some other impacts, such as the difficulty in discerning directions in this world of white.

To avoid losing his way, he occasionally released his soul power to lock onto his position while remaining vigilant of any forces in the Fallen Spirit Ice Source.

This action allowed him to gain some understanding of the Wind and Snow Plains and also encounter some ancient races marked as extinct.

This time, just like before, Xiao Ming emerged from a spatial rift, and his soul power spread out to observe if there were any distinctive landmarks or human-made signs.

"Hmm?"

Although he hadn't found any landmarks yet, Xiao Ming discovered something else of interest - a battle fluctuation taking place forty miles away.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Ming lifted his head, and a spatial rift appeared in front of him.

He stepped into it and, in the next moment, arrived forty miles away.

Floating in the sky, concealing himself within the spatial rift, Xiao Ming looked down below.

He saw a dozen figures engaged in a fierce battle.

No, to be precise, it was a single person besieged by over a dozen others.

...

"You, Serpent Glass Clan, dare to attack us? Aren't you afraid that our Wind and Snow Sacred Temple will raze your Ice Pole Sea to the ground?" Hu Yu yelled angrily as she deflected one of their attacks.

"Our Ice Pole Sea is not afraid of your Wind and Snow Sacred Temple! As long as we capture you, the Saintess of the Nine-Tailed Ice Fox Clan, and lure your old undying ones out of the center of the Wind and Snow Plains, the Eleven-Grade Snow Leaf White Lotus will be in our Serpent Glass Clan's grasp!"

"Hahaha, with it, even our Ancestor can advance further. Will you dare to come then?"

A man with a pale and cold appearance, possessing vertical pupils, laughed manically, not taking Hu Yu's threat seriously. As he spoke, his movements became even more ruthless.

"Ice Frost Thorns!"

The ice beneath them trembled, and countless frosty spikes rapidly grew. In the blink of an eye, a vast forest of ice thorns formed, converging like a net from all directions, enveloping Hu Yu.

Eleven-Grade Snow Leaf White Lotus!

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ming, who was above them, showed a slight change in expression. It seemed like he had heard of this item somewhere.

Carefully thinking back, a specific item suddenly emerged in his mind.

'Twelve-Grade Snow Leaf White Lotus Seed!'