The reason why I'm still waiting for him to express his stance is just to show respect.
Of course Xuechen himself knew this very well, and nodded as usual: "That's fine."
So, everyone once again walked forward in the darkness of night, heading deeper into the Far North.
…
Desert of Imprisoned Souls, Temple.
In the silent and empty hall, Xue Yao, who was sitting on the black throne, fluttered her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.
Those crystal-clear and magnificent purple eyes sparkled with broken light.
The naked snowy feet stepped silently on the black ground, and the two extreme colors of black and white created a huge visual impact.
She stood up and looked towards the closed door.
There was a vague "rustling" sound, and you could tell without looking that it was the sound caused by black vines spreading across the ground.
Numerous thoughts flashed through Xueyao's mind, but in the end, she still chose to retreat to the throne.
She lowered her head slightly, opened her plump and red petal-like lips, and murmured in a low voice:
"...Is that day finally coming...?"
This sound was so soft and low that it was almost difficult to hear.
The next moment, her jade-like fingers fell on the strings of the pipa in her arms and swept over them.
Zheng!
The sound of the piano is resounding!
Just such an extremely short single tone revealed a strong fighting spirit!
Zhengzhengzheng!
The sound of the piano is chilling, and Xiao Ran rises!
…
The further north you go, the more extreme the climate becomes.
One moment the sky was clear, and the next moment there were strong winds, the temperature dropped sharply, and even heavy snow covered with hail fell. However, after this situation continued for a period of time, it suddenly stopped again, and the sky became clear again and the sun was scorching.
When it's hot, it almost melts you, and when it's cold, it's chilly to the bone.
More importantly, such extremely changeable weather has a great impact on practitioners.
The stronger the practitioners are, the stronger their ability to adapt to the external environment. Logically speaking, this will not cause them much trouble.
But the Far North is different from other places.
The spiritual power here is thin, and the practitioners' resistance in this area seems to have dropped a lot.
As a result, they need to spend more spiritual power to maintain their own state, and the speed of replenishing the energy of heaven and earth here is slow, forming a vicious cycle.
The cypress patted the snow off its shoulders, but in an instant a thick layer of snow accumulated again.
The north wind was blowing and snowflakes were flying, making it almost impossible to see the scene ahead clearly, leaving only a vast expanse of white.
"Not to mention anything else, just surviving in such an environment is a big challenge." Yao Songbai said with emotion.
He had only occasionally heard his ancestors mention the Far North before, but had never actually been there before. Only at this moment did he understand why no one from the Medicine Clan had come to look for the bones of those ancestors for so many years.
——The consequence of doing this is likely to cost more lives!
While he was thinking this, he turned his head and looked at Ye Xiyue on his left.
Ye Xiyue's level is not considered top-notch among this group of people, but fortunately, her actual combat power is extremely strong, so she has never shown anything worrying until now.
He quickly withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward.
At this time, Ye Xiyue was looking at the vast expanse of white wind and snow in front of her, but she was thinking about something else.
The Immortal Mountain...should be arriving soon!
She has been to the Immortal Mountain twice and knows its location very clearly. Even without the naked eye, she can still determine the location of the Immortal Mountain!