The Hidden Cloud Peak was known as the highest peak in the Northern Cold Domain. It was surrounded by clouds and mist all year round.

However, this was only recorded in books. No one had seen it with their own eyes because the Hidden Cloud Peak was a forbidden area of the Demon Extension Sect.

Since it was a forbidden area, what was inside was a mystery. The Hidden Cloud Peak was also covered by a veil of mystery.

Ye Cheng frowned. "Dharma Arrays are two-way Dharma Arrays. If one end of the Dharma Array is on the Hidden Cloud Peak, is the owner of the Ice Palace on the other end from the Demon Extension Sect?"

Li Jinzhi squatted on the ground and put his hands on his forehead. "The Demon Extension Sect rose two thousand years ago. The ancient Dharma Arrays are also one-way."

Ye Cheng nodded expressionlessly and looked behind him. It was empty. There was no Teleportation Array.

Li Jinzhi finally caught his breath. He stood up and swayed. "I wanted to put the Ice Palace in the bottom of the sea and use the Dharma Array to travel back and forth. If the Teleportation Array's side effects are so severe, we should put it back in our Spiritual Seas and carry it with us."

"Okay."

Ye Cheng did not object. Although it was safest to put the Ice Palace in the bottom of the sea and no one could covet it, he was more inclined to carry it with him. It was his home with Li Jinzhi.

Li Jinzhi turned and saw Ye Cheng's strangely red ears among his fluttering hair.

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The two of them closed their eyes at the same time and sensed the ice door in their Spiritual Seas. Their Spiritual Senses sensed everything in the Ice Palace. With a thought, a fist-sized Ice Palace appeared in their Spiritual Seas. It was surrounded by icy mist and cold Qi.

"We can't stay here for long."

Li Jinzhi opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "The two of us were trapped in the sea for many years. We don't know what the current situation is like."

If they had been trapped for too long, their Immortal Cultivation Sects might have abandoned their roots and joined the Immortal Cultivation Sects in Guangyuan.

"Revenge," Ye Cheng said concisely.

"I have the same idea, but we have to find out the situation first."

The two of them identified the direction and flew toward the west.

At this level of cultivation, the two of them naturally couldn't be mentioned in the same breath. In the blink of an eye, they had already reached the horizon and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After flying for about half a day, the two of them did not see even half a person's shadow. Even the immortal cultivator market that they had passed by earlier was empty.

"It seems that the immortal cultivators have been retreating." Li Jinzhi frowned slightly.

Ye Cheng was just about to say something when he suddenly stopped and quietly restrained his aura.

Li Jinzhi was stunned. He also restrained his aura and stopped beside the other party. He used his Divine Sense to explore outside. Sure enough, he found two groups of cultivators confronting each other in the dense forest below.

The two of them glanced at each other and quietly descended, concealing themselves within the treetops.

There were a total of seven cultivators below. Three of them were dressed in Immortal Cultivator attire while the other four were dressed in Moksha attire.

But it was clear that Moksha had the upper hand in the standoff.

"If the three of you hand over all your treasures to us, we might spare your lives," a black-robed cultivator with a face full of scars said maliciously.

"Huaiji, don't scare my beauty."

Another thin man with heavy eye circles interrupted unhappily. Then, he said to the two men and one woman opposite him, "If the two of you hand over this little beauty to me, I'll let the two of you go."

The female cultivator's face darkened. She took out her Dharma artifact and wanted to fight, but she was stopped by the man beside her.

"Junior Sister, don't be rash. We're outnumbered. Don't be angered by these people's words." The purple-robed man beside the female cultivator hurriedly stopped her and advised.

"Why are you being so long-winded with these lowly things!

If you want to kill me, then kill me. I'm not afraid. But you! "

The beautiful female cultivator turned her head fiercely. "You're stalling for time. Don't tell me you really want to hand me over in exchange for a chance to live?!"

"Junior Sister." The man was stunned. "Otherwise, the three of us will die here."

"Sure enough, the sect is a coward. No wonder you were abandoned by the sect!" The female cultivator kicked the man away. "Get lost. Don't dirty my eyes!"

The other male cultivator's face was cold. He didn't say anything, but he stared coldly at the man on the ground as if he was looking at a dead object. "He should be killed."

"Fairy's temper is so fierce. How refreshing." Moksha with dark circles licked his lower lip, his eyes shining.

Li Jinzhi and Ye Cheng hid close to a tree and communicated with each other through Divine Perception. "Maybe we can get the information we want from them."

"Save them?" Ye Cheng frowned inadvertently. He instinctively didn't want to get involved.

"Yes, but we need to hide our cultivation level."

Li Jinzhi's face was full of caution. As soon as he finished speaking, his aura decreased layer by layer. When he scanned with his Divine Perception, he only thought that he was a cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

The average level of the cultivators below was at Foundation Establishment.

Ye Cheng immediately suppressed his cultivation level to Foundation Establishment. He lowered his body and crouched on the tree trunk.

The fight below had already started. The female cultivator took out a magic weapon to attack Moksha with dark circles. She shouted, and the colorful handkerchief expanded in the wind. A hazy halo sprayed out from it. In a flash, it wrapped Moksha opposite her.

The cold-faced male cultivator beside her also took action. A talisman was taken out. With a flash of light, the talisman turned into a small golden mountain. The small mountain spun and turned into a huge mountain, attacking the four Moksha in the light screen.

Moksha was shocked and angry at the same time, but he was shocked to find that the Reiki around his body was frozen.

The cultivator with dark circles made a strange hissing sound. Strange crawling insects drilled out from the soil, spitting venom. For a moment, the hissing sound was loud.

The man with a face full of scars smiled coldly. The muscles all over his body suddenly swelled, and his body size increased several times.

The huge mountain smashed down. Moksha with the scar met it with both hands.

"Bang!" With a loud sound, the soil and rocks shattered. The huge mountain was broken.

The soil layer dispersed. The four Moksha each used their own magical powers. They were unharmed.

"Is this all you've got?" One of the one-eyed Moksha asked indifferently. "Then it's our turn."

The bloody light around him surged. For a moment, the air was filled with a faint bloody aura.

Li Jinzhi and Ye Cheng, who were crouching on the tree, looked at each other. They no longer concealed their aura.

Moksha below was stunned. He raised his head and looked at the top of the tree. "Who are you? Why do you have to be so secretive when you've come here?"

As soon as he said that, the atmosphere became even stiffer. The expressions of the cultivators on the opposite side became even more serious. It was still unknown whether the cultivator on the top of the tree was a friend or foe. If another Moksha came, then they would really be outnumbered.

Li Jinzhi and Ye Cheng flew to the ground together. Everyone's eyes gathered on them.

When the two groups saw the newcomers, they were stunned. Although these two people were rare beauties in the cultivation world, their voices and appearances were strange.

The silver-haired man's pupils were slightly white, and his eyebrows were covered with white frost. He was clearly ten feet away, but the cold air around him was still bone-chilling. It was hard to imagine what it would feel like to be closer.

The black-haired man was sickly pale. His strange red eyes were emotionless, revealing a demonic aura. His beautiful facial features were sharp and cold.

Fortunately, he was only in the Foundation Establishment stage.

Moksha and the cultivators did not go up to win him over. Instead, they looked at the two people suspiciously.

If the two of them were immortal cultivators, their demonic eyes and strange aura showed that they were not good people.

If the two of them were Moksha, they did not emit any demonic aura, as if they were just ordinary cultivators.

"Fellow Daoists, my name is Xie Huan. I am a disciple of the Silage Sect with Junior Sister Yuan Long. May I know …" The cold-faced man said tentatively, but only introduced his and the female cultivator's names. He did not mention the immortal cultivator from before.

"Hmph, you two fellow Daoists are dressed strangely. You must be Moksha's disciples, right?"

Moksha with the scar said loudly, "I also cultivate a body-refining demonic art. After we deal with the three people in front of us, we can discuss demonic art together."

Li Jinzhi glanced at the crowd indifferently and walked towards the immortal cultivators' camp with Ye Cheng.

When the three people saw the two of them coming, a trace of ecstasy flashed in their eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, which sect are you from?

Why haven't I seen you before? "

The woman called Yuan Long was also very happy. However, because of the sudden drop in temperature, white steam came out as she spoke.

"Chao Han Palace." Ye Cheng quickly answered, afraid that Li Jinzhi would say something else.

Li Jinzhi did not answer. Obviously, he acquiesced. He only looked at Yuan Long and Xie Huan strangely.

"Since you are in a hurry to die, then don't blame us for not giving you a chance."

Seeing that the two people went to the opposite side, Moksha with the scar face laughed in anger. He did not hesitate. The bones in his body swelled several times with a loud sound and turned into a stream of light to attack Xie Huan.

The other Moksha also quickly attacked. The number of people had changed. It was best for them to end the battle quickly. The longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be.

Now that things had come to this, there was no need to waste words.

Yuan Long and Xie Huan were shocked. They immediately took out defensive magic tools to protect their bodies, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Li Jinzhi took out a small fan. It grew in the air and with a fierce fan, countless icy spiritual energy rushed out crazily.

The spell changed, and the ground was frozen. Everyone present only felt that the cold penetrated their hearts. The spiritual energy in their bodies could not circulate smoothly.

Moksha was shocked. He desperately tried to circulate his spiritual energy to resist the cold, but found that it was useless.

Ever since he entered the Foundation Establishment stage, this feeling was very rare and absurd.

Cultivators could be frozen to death?

If this was not absurd, then what was?

Li Jinzhi looked at Ye Cheng, only to see a few dark red hot bees flying out of his sleeves, quickly flying towards those people.

As their wings flew, they ignored the protective spiritual energy of those people. A pitch-black barb protruded from their tails. The poisonous stingers sank into the skin of those people and disappeared.

Screams and exclamations were chaotic. The magic tools in front of Yuan Long and Xie Huan fell to the ground with a clang. Their faces were full of astonishment and disbelief.

They saw that the four arrogant Moksha had turned into four pieces of soft skin at this time. Their faces fell, as if they were just broken skin.

"Fellow Daoists, what a powerful skill." Yuan Long's face was full of sorrow.

"May I know which sect this Cold Dawn Palace belongs to?

How come I've never heard of it? "Xie Huan asked hesitantly.

"The sect has declined. There are only two of us in the sect. We have been in seclusion for many years. This time, we found that Moksha ran rampant. I wonder if you can tell us about the current situation?" Li Jinzhi looked indifferent. "What year is it now?

"Oh, so that's how it is."

Xie Huan suddenly understood. Although most of the resources in the Northern Cold Realm were occupied by the three major sects, there were also many sects that did not appear in the world. Therefore, he did not suspect anything.

"It is now the two thousand five hundred and twenty year of the Cultivation Calendar."

Li Jinzhi was stunned. When he went to participate in the mystic realm,

It was only two thousand four hundred and sixty years ago.

"The cultivation world is in turmoil now. It is not wise for the two of you to enter the world at this time." Yuan Long's face was full of worry.

"What is the current situation?" Ye Cheng asked with a frown.

"Sigh."