"The restrictions on this ice coffin are very ancient. They coincide with the ancient prohibitions that I have learned. They corroborate each other. Although the methods are different, they lead to the same goal through different paths. It is worth studying!"
Just when Ye Ling was immersed in deducing restrictions and cracking formations, the ice coffin actually began to melt!
Logically speaking, the coldness of the above-grade ice spirit stone, combined with the material being as hard as iron, makes it impossible for it to melt.
But the ice coffin made of high-grade ice spirit stone began to drip down as the restricting formation loosened, as if the ice encountered heat!
Ye Ling was breaking the ban when he heard the sound of water drops. Then he looked down and couldn't help being surprised!
"The ice coffin actually started to melt! Could it be that I loosened the restrictions on the ice coffin? This is too strange!"
Ye Ling thought of this and did not go into details. He still focused on cracking the forbidden formation of the ice coffin.
Just when he had cracked half of the ice coffin's restrictions, suddenly, the ice coffin clicked and cracked a gap!
From between the gaps, a silver brilliance flashed! Gradually, a shadow formed above the ice coffin. It turned out to be the appearance of a child, no more than six or seven years old, dancing happily!
Ye Ling was shocked when he saw it. This was obviously the soul of a child! If it were a soul, the aura it exuded should be very strong, and it wouldn't be this looming shadow.
I saw the child's soul body, which was at a loss at the beginning. As the shadow gradually condensed, the eyes also showed sobriety, and I saw Ye Ling next to the ice coffin at a glance!
The child's soul suddenly showed a fierce look and screamed: "Who disturbed my dream? Who are you! Are you here to assassinate me? Do you know who I am!"
Ye Ling heard his childish voice, milky and ferocious. At the same time, he used his spiritual consciousness to scan and noticed that the aura of the child's soul was very weak. He couldn't help but become curious and asked calmly: " You are such a little child, what kind of king do you still call yourself? Do you know how long you have been buried underground? Two or three thousand years! You are just a ghost now. If I hadn’t opened the ban on this ice coffin, you would only I’m afraid it’s still buried underground, dark and dark, and will sink forever!”
The child's soul lowered its head and looked at the cracked ice coffin, then looked at itself, only to realize that something was wrong with it! It is indeed a ray of soul!
The child screamed: "Ah! Am I dead? Who was stabbed a thousand times and buried me in an ice coffin! Open the ice coffin quickly, I want to see how my body is doing?"
At this point, the child's soul and voice became trembling. He really couldn't accept everything in front of him. It seemed that he just had a good dream, but when he woke up, it was like this!
Ye Ling looked at him with sympathy. If the overflowing soul was an old man or an adult, Ye Ling might be even more vigilant.
But now he is just a little child, and his expression does not look like he is faking it. It seems that he has really been sleeping underground for two or three thousand years before he can see the light of day again. It is so miserable!
So although Ye Ling was wary, he continued to crack the ice coffin's forbidden formation and continued to analyze and deduce it.
Now that there are cracks in the ice coffin, the remaining restrictive formations are no longer so difficult to crack. After a few sticks of incense, Ye Ling unsealed them one by one.
The child's soul has been floating around the ice coffin, circling around anxiously. He originally wanted to urge Ye Ling, but seeing that he was concentrating and methodical on breaking the ban, he finally restrained himself from urging him.
When the restriction was completely opened, the child's soul wanted to push away the ice coffin, but it did not have the power and could not shake it after several attempts.
Ye Ling sighed, summoned his magic power, waved his sleeves, and opened the ice coffin.
When the ice coffin was opened, there was only a child's skeleton in the entire coffin, which was as smooth as ice jade.
Seeing this scene, Ye Ling certainly expected it. After all, two or three thousand years had passed, and the child's soul had almost dissipated, not to mention the physical body, which had long since turned into a skeleton.
But judging from the bones, the child's bones were amazing during his lifetime. He probably had ice spiritual roots and had excellent qualifications. He also practiced ice-based techniques. It seemed to be a body-refining technique. Even the bones were so strong that they had survived for thousands of years. So crystal clear.
But the child's soul couldn't accept this reality at all. It hugged his bones and cried loudly, heartbroken.
Ye Ling let out a long sigh: "The deceased has passed away. I express my condolences and accept the change. You don't have to be too sad! Although your body is gone, as long as you still have a soul, you have survived to this day. If you hadn't slept in the ice coffin for so long, Otherwise, your soul would have been gone! Tell me, who are you? When did you die? I think it was your tribe who saw your body disappearing and thought you were dead, so they put you in an ice coffin and buried you until Underground, until today!”
The child cried for a long time and finally choked up and said: "I only remember that I am from Wuzhou. I have lived in Wuzhou since I was a child. I inherited the title of the late king and was titled King Xiwu!"
Ye Ling nodded: "I see. I didn't expect you to have such a background at such a young age. Your father's title is not low. I think the entire Wuzhou belongs to your family!"
Ye Ling was shocked when he heard the child's soul recounting its origins. He knew that this place was the boundary of Wuzhou. The Wuzhou government was now in charge of the power of Wuzhou, and Moyun Village rose under the influence of the Wuzhou government. Occupying a sphere of influence spanning tens of thousands of miles.
And this little child inherited his father's title and claimed to be King Xiwu. He was the prince of Wuzhou two or three thousand years ago and was respected by all people. But I don't know what it has to do with the current Wuzhou government?
The child's soul said without hesitation: "Of course, my family has guarded Wuzhou for generations, and the fiefdom is the boundary of Wuzhou. Not only my father, my grandfather, and even my ancestors all guard Wuzhou, and I am supreme in Wuzhou!"
The child spoke quite proudly. Ye Ling couldn't bear to attack him and nodded: "I believe it! Now the Wuzhou people are controlled by the power of the Wuzhou government. I think they should be the descendants of your clan. Now two years have passed. Three thousand years, it should have been passed down for hundreds of generations. If the Wuzhou officials learn that your soul is still alive in the world, they will definitely lure you back to your ancestral home!"
