Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1312: Chapter 1313: Demon Sky Snow Ridge

The Demon Sky Snow Ridge is a vast icy plain beneath the East Spirit Immortal Pond Holy Land, home to numerous demon beasts. The most powerful ones, at the Demon Emperor Level, dominate the region, and even some elders of the East Spirit Immortal Pond are reluctant to provoke them lightly.

Disciples of the East Spirit Immortal Pond frequently train in the Demon Sky Snow Ridge. Humans and demons both suffer casualties, yet a delicate balance is maintained.

After bidding farewell to Mo Qingfeng, Ling Feng chose one of the three paths that could earn a Class A rating and set out for the East Spirit Immortal Pond.

By this time, most of the geniuses who had obtained qualification tokens had already teamed up and set out. Although everyone hoped to achieve a Class A rating, the higher the score, the greater the dangers embedded in these paths.

Moreover, if one overestimates their abilities and chooses a path beyond their capabilities, it’s not uncommon to meet their end in a place like the Demon Sky Snow Ridge.

Therefore, choosing powerful teammates is undoubtedly a skill.

For instance, Princess Qianling, Luu Tianyi, or Mu Feiyang, are obviously popular choices.

Princess Qianling and Luu Tianyi each selected two relatively powerful teammates and chose Class A paths. Only Mu Feiyang, with a frosty expression, rejected all team invitations. After Ling Feng and his team set off for a while, Mu Feiyang directly chose the same path as Ling Feng.

And nobody noticed that shortly after Mu Feiyang set off, a gray figure flashed by, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

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The great snow sealed the sky, and the entire Demon Sky Snow Ridge’s temperature dropped to freezing points. Even a cultivator like Ling Feng could feel the bone-piercing cold, as if his blood was frozen within.

Especially in such an environment, where all was silent, every step on the snow seemed exceptionally clear.

And danger often lurks within the silence.

Soon enough, those cultivators who entered the Demon Sky Snow Ridge realized its terrifying nature.

The snow here falls all year round, and these snowflakes can actually refract the divine sense of a martial artist, rendering the sense of danger that cultivators rely on ineffective.

The images sensed through divine sense might be nearby or even over a hundred miles away, making everyone in the Demon Sky Snow Ridge effectively ”blind,” able to trust only what they see before their eyes.

Oh no, even what is seen before the eyes is not trustworthy. The white snow surface also hides dangers, and a moment of distraction may lead to an inescapable illusion.

Therefore, the snow within the Demon Sky Snow Ridge is also called Magic Snow!

After marching for over half a day, Mo Sanqing began to feel a bit dizzy. Although his cultivation was the highest among the three, his divine power was the lowest.

The continuous influx of chaotic images reflected from the snow surface had begun overwhelming his brain.

In the end, his eyes became swollen and red. After tasting the potency of the magic snow, Mo Sanqing dared not recklessly unleash his divine sense again, simply following closely behind Ling Feng.

What intrigued him was that Ling Feng seemed entirely unaffected by the magic snow, even foreseeing and killing demon beasts hidden beneath the snow surface with a single blow.

Similarly, Tuoba Yan seemed to possess this ability as well, leaving him as the only one lagging behind in the team.

”Let’s rest for a bit.”

Ling Feng glanced back at Mo Sanqing. Though he had no goodwill toward Mo Sanqing, having promised Mo Qingfeng, he naturally had to be slightly concerned for this guy’s life.

Tuoba Yan stood quietly on the side. She seemed not to mind such an environment; in fact, with her Xuanyin Body, she preferred to stay in the snow mountains.

Mo Sanqing took a few deep breaths, gritting his teeth as he said, ”I’m fine, let’s keep moving!”

”There’s no need to force yourself at this moment.”

Ling Feng glanced at Mo Sanqing. This guy had some resilience, not as bad as Ling Feng thought.

At least, with a bit of honing, he might achieve something in the future. But since Ling Feng wasn’t his father, and considering his past actions, he had no goodwill toward him, helping others is situational, and such a person is not worth helping.

Mo Sanqing gritted his teeth, no longer insisting, quickly closed his eyes as a strong stabbing pain made tears stream down his cheeks. But as soon as they fell, they turned to ice shards, sticking to his eyes, causing more pain.

The path Ling Feng chose had Magic Snow’s power roughly five times stronger than usual paths. Most who walk this path might succumb to the Magic Snow before any demon beasts attack.

After resting for about half an hour, Ling Feng stood up, saying slowly, ”Alright, let’s continue. We only have three days.”

Tuoba Yan said nothing and followed Ling Feng.

Mo Sanqing rubbed his temples; the brief rest slightly renewed his energy. Realizing Ling Feng bore no malintent on the route, Mo Sanqing was no longer on guard against him, following behind Ling Feng, utilizing his shadow to block the reflecting Magic Snow light, easing his journey somewhat.

Finally, at dusk, in the Snow Valley, the sun set, enveloping the area in near-complete darkness. Ling Feng found a cave early on and, after slaying the snow bear inside, turned it into their temporary shelter.

A campfire blazed, and soon the snow bear transformed into fragrant roast meat. Ling Feng casually tossed a piece of roast to Mo Sanqing, indifferently saying, ”After dark, you and I will keep watch outside.”

”Uh... oh...”

Mo Sanqing glanced at Ling Feng, slowly picking up the roast meat. Although Ling Feng’s cooking wasn’t exemplary, the energy contained in the demon beast’s flesh was excellent for restoring physical strength.

After eating, Ling Feng and Mo Sanqing kept watch at the cave entrance, a campfire kindled out front. Given Tuoba Yan was a woman, she remained inside the cave to rest.

”So, um... Brother Ling...”

Mo Sanqing clenched his fists, hesitating to speak. Remembering how he’d previously assumed Ling Feng might plot against him in the Demon Sky Snow Ridge, his conscience pricked him with regret.

”Speak your mind.”

Ling Feng didn’t open his eyes, arms crossed, leaning against the cave’s stone wall, wearing an indifferent expression.

”I... actually, um... thank you.”

Mo Sanqing scratched his head, struggling to utter the words of gratitude.

In truth, his nature wasn’t too bad; he was merely a bit proud, yet at least he accepted losing gracefully, without resorting to tricks.

”This is merely for Senior Qinfeng’s sake.”

Ling Feng’s expression remained unchanged, still cold.

”Regardless, thank you.”

Mo Sanqing bit his lip. ”Actually, there’s one more thing. I’m not sure if I should tell you.”

Mo Sanqing recalled how after the qualification assessment ended, Qin Wuyang and that elder from the Mu Family seemed to be conspiring, likely plotting an intrigue, possibly targeting Ling Feng!