The aura was cold and pure, carrying an inherent sense of majesty and serenity. It approached quickly from the side and front, and its movements were not just flying, but gliding, blending into the expanse of ice and snow beneath its feet.
“Someone’s coming.” David stopped his escape and spoke calmly.
The Scarlet Cloud Demon Lord was immediately alert, and a faint dark red demonic energy flowed around his body.
Ling Shuang also gripped the sword hilt tightly, her pretty face tensed.
A moment later, three figures appeared soundlessly amidst the snowstorm ahead, like ghosts.
Those who came were all wearing ancient-style ice-blue armor, with intricate snowflakes and divine patterns carved on them.
They were tall, with pale, sunless skin, and deep, handsome facial features, but their eyes were like ice, without any warmth at all.
On his forehead, a blue ice crystal pattern could be seen faintly, slightly glowing.
That leader, who had the strongest aura, had reached roughly the third rank of the Immortal Lord Realm. He held a crystal clear ice spear, the tip pointed at David and the other two people, and spoke in a cold and even tone:
“This is the territory of the Northern Underworld God Clan, and no outsiders are allowed to enter. You must leave immediately to avoid death.”
His voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated the strong wind, carrying an indisputable commanding tone, as if driving a stray ant into the divine realm.
The arrogance and xenophobia of the gods is clearly depicted in this sentence.
David stared at the three arrogant warriors of the Northern Underworld Clan before him, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
He was not a bloodthirsty person; he only came to get medicine to save people and didn’t want to cause unnecessary trouble or make enemies.
He stepped forward and said in a calm tone, “Friends of the three gods, we don’t mean to offend your territory. We just urgently need to go to the Blood Soul Cold Pool to retrieve a life-saving elixir called the ‘Millennium Ice Soul Blood Lotus’.”
“This medicine concerns the life and death of my friend and fellow Daoist. I implore the three of you to do us a favor and allow us to pass. We will repay you in kind afterward, or perhaps offer you a treasure of equal value as compensation.”
The Scarlet Cloud Demon Lord’s lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately he restrained himself, just observing the three gods nervously.
Ling Shuang also sheathed her long sword and bowed slightly to show her sincerity.
However, that spear-bearing divine warrior did not show any emotion on his face. Instead, he looked like he had heard something extremely ridiculous and offensive, and a cold sneer appeared on his lips.
“How dare you little ants call yourselves friends of my divine race?”
His voice was more piercing than the cold wind, “The Blood Soul Cold Pool is one of the sacred pools of our Northern Underworld God Clan. Every blade of grass and every tree within it belongs to the God Clan. How can we allow outsiders to covet and plunder it?”
A nearby divine warrior sneered, “Help? What do the lives of you mortals have to do with my divine race? Get away from this ice field right now, or you will lose your lives and become skeletons on this ice field!”
The final god raised his long bow, which was made of condensed ice crystals, and a cold arrow aimed at David, his killing intent was palpable.
“Captain, why waste words with these lowly creatures? Just kill them all to prevent other fools who dare to covet the Holy Land.”
The three spoke in turns, their attitudes were extremely arrogant, leaving absolutely no room for negotiation.
Deep-rooted arrogance and extreme contempt for those “not of our kind” gradually made David’s gaze grow cold.
The Red Cloud Demon Lord’s face turned pale, his eyes filled with despair and anger.
Ling Shuang tightened her grip on the sword again, her knuckles turning white.
“So, there’s no room for negotiation?”
David’s voice remained calm, but those who knew him, such as the Red Cloud Demon Lord, could already hear the storm brewing behind that calm.
“discuss?”
The spear-carrying god captain seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He swung his ice spear, creating a trail of cold energy in the air. “The will of the gods is the will of heaven. Just letting you go is already a great kindness. Since you don’t want to go, then die!”
As soon as the word “death” was uttered, the three Protoss warriors moved in unison!
The spear-carrying captain disappeared from his spot like a ghost, and in the next moment, he appeared above David’s head. Her ice spear, which carried a chill that froze the soul, pierced right into David’s crown!
The archer’s bowstring trembled, and three arrows, formed entirely from the supreme law of ice, shot in a triangular formation towards the chests of David, the Red Cloud Demon Lord, and Ling Shuang. Wherever the arrow passed, even space itself cracked with fine traces of ice!
FAQ Novel
Q: What kind of environment do the characters navigate?
A: The characters are navigating the outer edge of the Eternal Ice Field, a vast, extremely cold expanse with giant glaciers and strong winds.
Q: Who is the primary threat mentioned in this region?
A: The primary threat mentioned is the Northern Underworld God Clan, who patrol the central region of the Eternal Ice Field.
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