That aura was not a cold or sinister aura, but rather a solemn, ancient, and icy power that belonged to the bloodline of orthodox gods.
Venerable Xuanbing’s pupils narrowed slightly.
He paused for a moment, then raised his left hand and rolled up his sleeve to his elbow.
On the inside of his wrist was a similar ice blue snowflake mark.
Two ice auras met in front of the mountain gate, causing the air temperature to plummet and water vapor to condense into millions of tiny ice crystals that shimmered with rainbow colors in the sunlight.
The Ice God bloodlines resonated with each other when they sensed the existence of their fellow beings; the markings on their wrists lit up simultaneously, echoing each other in an ancient way.
The echo contained tens of thousands of years of time and the legacy of countless generations. Venerable Xuanbing’s brows relaxed slightly, and an incomprehensible emotion flashed through his eyes.
“The Ice God bloodline still has descendants.”
His voice was very gentle, as if he was saying to himself, “I thought that apart from myself and a few old wretches, the Ice God bloodline had been wiped out.”
Venerable Holy Light frowned beside him. “Pavilion Master Xuanbing, this is not the time to be nostalgic. You won’t back down just because of a few words from a young girl from the Ice God lineage, right?”
His voice remained gentle, but a hint of coldness crept into his intonation.
Venerable Xuanbing ignored him.
He looked at Jiang Xuelan and asked, “Why are you here? Why are you mingling with these demons and humans? You are a descendant of the Ice God bloodline, a legitimate branch of the divine race. How can you humble yourself and mingle with these ants from the lower realms?”
Jiang Xuelan shook her head.
His voice remained calm, but contained a hint of firmness. “Senior, you are talking about the orthodox branch of the Divine Race? Then, this junior dares to ask, when have the other branches of the Divine Race ever glanced at the Ice God bloodline?”
Venerable Xuanbing’s expression froze for a moment.
“The Ice God bloodline has been the weakest since ancient times. We have never had a say in the Gods Alliance council. We have always been last in the allocation of Gods resources.”
We are excluded from the cultivation techniques of the divine race. Where were the other branches of the divine race now, when the Ice God bloodline had been wiped out tens of thousands of years ago?
They watched us be killed, watched us cast from the presence of the gods, and no one offered help.
Jiang Xuelan’s voice was neither humble nor overbearing, “Senior, you are now the Master of Shenyuan Pavilion, holding great power, but ask yourself, does the Gods Race really regard you as one of them?”
Venerable Xuanbing remained silent.
“The other bloodlines of the God race occupy the best spiritual paths, the best resources, and the best inheritance.”
Jiang Xuelan glanced at Venerable Saint Light, then looked back at Venerable Profound Ice. “What does the Ice God bloodline have?
His voice was not loud, but every word pierced Venerable Xuanbing’s heart like a stick of ice.
Venerable Xuanbing’s expression grew graver, his fingers gently stroking his staff, causing his ice blue robe to flutter even without the wind.
The Holy Light Venerable felt something was wrong.
He stepped forward, his voice still gentle, but with a clear warning in his tone: “Sect Leader, don’t be influenced by that little girl’s words. It’s not even certain whether she is from the Ice God’s lineage. Even if she is from the Ice God’s lineage, she has betrayed the gods and allied with the demon race;
“Shut up.” Venerable Xuanbing’s voice was very gentle, but it froze the air within tens of feet around him.
Venerable Holy Light’s smile froze. He narrowed his eyes at Venerable Profound Ice, and said no more.
The silence lasted for several breaths.
The wind in front of the mountain gate stopped. The smell of blood that filled the air seemed to freeze at that moment.
The cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge gripped their weapons tightly, unsure of what would happen next.
Gui Yuanzi’s palms were sweaty, Qing Yunzi’s flying sword hovered behind him and spun silently, and the array experts from the Wanfa Sect had already pressed their fingers on the final boundary rune.
As Venerable Xuanbing looked at Jiang Xuelan, various emotions flashed through his eyes: nostalgia, anger, sadness, hatred, and almost imperceptible doubt.
He lived for tens of thousands of years. He was helpless when the Ice God’s bloodline was destroyed, and he swallowed his anger when the gods excommunicated him. After conquering the Divine Abyss Pavilion, he had desperately climbed the ranks, wanting to prove that the Ice God bloodline was no worse than the other branches.
And every word this little girl spoke, the descendant of the Ice God who crawled out from the lower realm, pierced his worst point.
“senior.”
Jiang Xuelan spoke again, her voice much gentler, “The Ice God bloodline is almost extinct. If you attack the Thousand Demon Ridge today, regardless of winning or losing, the Divine Abyss Pavilion will definitely suffer heavy losses. Our Ice God bloodline will no longer be able to endure any further damage.”
He paused for a moment, then looked directly at Venerable Xuanbing. “Senior, please do not attack Wan Yao Ridge. This is my request to you as the seventy-second generation successor of the Ice God bloodline.”
Silence enveloped the square again.
Venerable Holy Light’s expression gradually darkened.
He turned his head and looked at Venerable Xuanbing, the gentleness in his eyes had disappeared completely.
Venerable Xuanbing remained silent.
He still hesitated. Taking over Wan Yao Ridge this time would bring him a lot of resources, strengthen the Shen Yuan Pavilion, and make the Ice God lineage more prosperous.
FAQ NovelQ: What is the significance of the ‘Ice God bloodline’?A: The Ice God bloodline is revealed to be an ancient lineage that was once powerful among the gods but was ostracized and forced into hiding in the lower realms for tens of thousands of years, leading to a decline in their cultivation.Q: What makes Jiang Xuelan’s greeting so significant?A: Jiang Xuelan’s greeting utilizes an ancient ritual, not belonging to any current major sects. This archaic ceremony, coupled with her self-identification as a descendant of the Ice God bloodline, stops His Majesty Xuanbing in his tracks, suggesting a deep historical connection or respect.The unfolding narrative promises further exploration of forgotten legacies and their impact on the present conflicts.
FAQ Novel
Q: Who is Jiang Xuelan and what is her significance in this chapter?
A: Jiang Xuelan is introduced as the 72nd generation successor of the ancient Ice God bloodline, a lineage thought to be nearly extinct, whose sudden appearance and traditional greeting profoundly impacts the unfolding events.
Q: Why did Venerable Xuanbing stop his imminent attack?
A: Venerable Xuanbing halted his imminent attack upon hearing Jiang Xuelan declare herself a successor of the Ice God bloodline, indicating this ancient lineage holds immense, perhaps historical, significance or authority to him.
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