Transmigrating Into a Fantasy World: Signing in During Pregnancy, Reaching the Summit with My Childhood Sweetheart

67: Chapter 67: The First Glimmer of the Star Core and the Reappearance of the White ShadowThe valley was deathly silent.

Sunlight pierced through the thin mist, which still carried the lingering, icy breath of the stars, illuminating a mess of a frozen world. The Cultivators in navy-blue robes had been turned into ice sculptures in various poses, their faces frozen with final moments of terror and indignation. The leading Golden Core Cultivator was covered by the thickest layer of gray-blue ice, looking like a hideous piece of amber; only his eyeballs could struggle to move in the extreme cold, revealing endless fear and disbelief.

Lin Mo’s chaos light cluster hovered in the air, rotating slowly. After absorbing a massive amount of mutated star miasma, its volume had shrunk by a circle, but it had become more solid and restrained. Gray-blue and dark gold patterns intertwined on its surface, emitting a heart-palpitating, ancient, and dangerous fluctuation. The preliminary Awakening of the nirvana star core brought powerful strength, but it also drained his already meager mental power.

Fatigue surged like a tide, but he couldn’t care about himself at this moment.

The light cluster flickered slightly, transmitting an anxious thought that swept across the valley, finally locking onto the area where the dense remnants of the mist miasma lay, where Su Muxue had fallen.

“Mu Xue...”

He forcibly activated the star core that had just stabilized, emitting a weak Perception—at this moment, his Perception seemed to carry a strange “nirvana” attribute, allowing him to more clearly perceive the boundary between life and deathly silence.

Found her!

Amidst the pile of rubble devastated by Sword Qi and palm force, Su Muxue lay there, her breath extremely weak, like a flickering candle in the wind. Her face was as pale as golden paper, and her mouth and clothes were covered in frozen blood. The Profound Yin Qi and Lingxiao Sword Intent swirling around her had almost completely dissipated; only the ice moon imprint on her brow and the faint sword patterns still stubbornly flickered with a dim light, protecting her last shred of heart-pulse.

Her injuries were severe! If she wasn’t treated in time, her life would be in danger!

Lin Mo was extremely anxious, and the light cluster immediately flew toward her.

However, the moment he approached—

Crack... Crackle... An extremely subtle yet crystal-clear sound of ice cracking came from the largest “ice sculpture”—the Golden Core Cultivator!

A tiny crack appeared on the gray-blue ice covering his body! Within the crack, a trace of extremely weak yet pure and heavy earthy-yellow Core Essence was struggling to surge, resisting the erosion of the Nirvana Star Power!

The Golden Core Cultivator’s eyeballs rolled wildly, revealing a sense of ruthlessness and madness! He was actually burning his natal Golden Core, attempting to forcibly break through the ice!

Although this process was extremely slow and would cause irreversible damage to him, once he escaped, it would be a catastrophe for the two who were currently at the end of their tether!

Lin Mo’s heart sank instantly.

His current state was terrible. The burst just now was already a stretch, and it was impossible to launch a second strike. Su Muxue was even closer to death.

They had to leave immediately!

His thoughts swept over the rift in the mountain. Behind the rift, the passage carved out by the Lingxiao Sword Qi leading to the unknown outside world was their only way to survive!

There was no time to hesitate!

Lin Mo’s light cluster landed abruptly beside Su Muxue, activating the weak power he had just recovered. He emitted gray-blue threads of Nirvana Star Power, carefully wrapping around Su Muxue’s cold body and slowly lifting her up.

This process was a huge burden for him, and the light cluster flickered violently as if it would collapse at any moment.

He carried Su Muxue, flying toward the mountain rift with difficulty.

Behind him, the sound of cracking ice became more and more frequent. More cracks appeared on the Golden Core Cultivator’s body, and a violent aura was accumulating under the ice!

Fast! Faster!

Lin Mo gave it his all.

Finally, they reached the rift. The rift was narrow, only wide enough for one person to pass. Behind it was a gray, swirling spatial passage, emitting a weak Lingxiao Sword Intent and an uncertain sense of danger.

But right now, this was their only hope.

At the very last moment before Lin Mo was about to take Su Muxue into the rift—

“Heh...!” A low growl, suppressed with extreme pain and anger, came from behind!

Boom!!

The ice covering the Golden Core Cultivator’s head suddenly exploded into a hole! Although most of his body was still frozen, his head could move. He opened his mouth and spat out a streak of earthy-yellow light mixed with his natal essence blood! The light was incredibly fast; it wasn’t an attack, but instead transformed into a complex earth-patterned talisman that instantly crossed space and pressed toward Lin Mo’s light cluster!

This was a vicious tracking mark! Even if they escaped into the spatial passage, the opponent could use this to track them down!

Lin Mo had no time to dodge!

At this critical juncture—

Buzz!

The zhenyuan remnant sword, which had been lying dim in front of Su Muxue, seemed to sense its master’s crisis and the evil aura of the Talisman, emitting a weak yet unyielding sword cry!

The sword blade flew up automatically, blocking the space between Lin Mo’s light cluster and the earthy-yellow Talisman!

Thud!

The Talisman was accurately imprinted on the spine of the zhenyuan remnant sword!

The remnant sword vibrated violently and let out a wail. The black-green luster on the blade instantly dimmed completely as if it had lost its spirituality, and it fell straight to the ground.

But it successfully blocked the tracking mark!

“No—!” The Golden Core Cultivator let out an unwilling roar, wanting to do something more, but the freezing of his body intensified again, solidifying him completely.

Lin Mo had no time for lingering fear. Carrying Su Muxue, he plunged into the gray spatial rift without hesitation!

A familiar tearing sensation came, but it was far gentler than any previous spatial transition. The passage was also relatively stable, with only the sharp lingering aura of the Lingxiao Sword Intent needing to be resisted.

He closely protected Su Muxue as they moved forward along the passage.

After an unknown amount of time, light appeared ahead.

Whoosh!

The two of them rushed out of the passage and fell heavily to the ground.

Fresh air, warm sunlight, rich Wood Spirit Spiritual Qi... They seemed to have landed in an even denser and more ancient mountain forest. All around were towering ancient trees and tangled vines, with faint roars of beasts and chirping of birds in the distance.

They were safe for now.

Lin Mo’s light cluster was almost completely dim. His last bit of strength was exhausted, and he fell into a deep state of self-quiescence, the patterns on the surface disappearing.

Su Muxue lay on the ground, her breathing weak, her life hanging by a thread.

Just then, under the shadow of a huge ancient tree not far away, space rippled like water.

A figure emerged silently.

The newcomer was dressed in spotless white clothes, with a tall and straight posture. On his face... he wore a White Mask that had no patterns and only revealed his jaw.

He stood there quietly, his gaze seemingly falling on the heavily injured Su Muxue on the ground and the silent light cluster. The expression under the mask was unknown.

He slowly raised his hand, with a faint light flowing at his fingertips. It was unclear whether he intended to heal them, or...