"Then..." The tall young man wanted to persuade him again.
"Father, thank you." The second son rolled his eyes and raised his thumb to the old man.
"Oh, I hope they won't find this place. But if they do come, it won't end well!" The old man's expression became calm again.
"Father, have you made any arrangements?" The two of them looked happy and asked hurriedly.
"Step back first."
"Father……"
"Back off!"
At the same time, the secret area is unknown.
"Am I dead? Is this hell?" Zhou Yang opened his eyes for a moment, then closed them weakly.
Everything that came into view was covered in white, and there seemed to be piles of bones.
At this time, he was completely exhausted and couldn't even move a finger.
After waiting for a while, Zhou Yang opened his eyes again, rolled his eyes hard, and began to look around.
"This is not hell. It should be ice above, and the ground is also ice. These bones..."
Only then did Zhou Yang realize that the sky and the earth were all made of ice, crystal clear, shining, and his eyes were full of bright white color.
But the white bones scattered on the ice are also real. Some of the bones are complete, while others are scattered all over the ground.
"The world of ice! Could this be the world of ten thousand years of mysterious ice?" After his mind cleared up, Zhou Yang stared at the ice in the air, touched it with difficulty, and suddenly lost his voice.
Thousand-year black ice is also listed in the treasure list, and it ranks very high. It is the main material for refining ice magic weapons. It is also an excellent training material for those with ice-type physiques. It is extremely rare and expensive.
However, where Zhou Yang was, the whole world was filled with this thing. How could it not surprise him?
He remembered that he was swallowed by the whirlpool in the sea. After struggling a few times, he exhausted his spiritual and physical energy and fainted. Unexpectedly, he was washed here. Could it be that this was the deepest part of the sea?
But the bottom of the sea should also be the sea. Why is there ten thousand-year ice?
"Where did Cui Kai go?" Zhou Yang was suddenly startled. He remembered that he was swallowed into the whirlpool at the same time as Cui Kai, so he should have arrived here. However, after looking around, he could not see Cui Kai's figure.
"But since I'm fine, he should be too." After thinking about it, Zhou Yang felt a little more at ease.
He closed his eyes and lay quietly for a long time. Then with a thought, a tree of life appeared in his hand, and he bit it without hesitation.
Originally, Huang Ling Dan could also restore spiritual power, but the situation here was unknown, so it was better to recover quickly.
After just a few breaths, Zhou Yang stood up and took a second bite.
After recovering all his spiritual power, Zhou Yang did not stop and immediately started exploring the place.
The so-called heaven and earth here is not the real world. The top of the crystal clear ice is only a mere thirty feet away from the ice surface, but there is no end in sight at all, except for ice and bones.
In order to confirm whether this was ten thousand years of black ice, Zhou Yang took out his air-breaking gun and stabbed it towards the ground.
With a sound of "Zi!", the tip of the gun slid, leaving no trace on the ground. Tried again, still the same.
"Yes, it must be ten-thousand-year black ice. It's really developed this time!" Zhou Yang couldn't help but be overjoyed. If so many thousand-year black ice were brought out to the outside world, it would be shocking.
If the sky-piercing gun doesn't work, then use the Red Divine Sword.
Zhou Yang put away Pukong, held the sword with both hands, filled it with spiritual power, and swung it down fiercely.
With a sound of "Cang!", the sword body intersected with the ice surface, making a sound of gold and iron. Taking a closer look, Zhou Yang's eyes widened in disbelief.
Although Akagami did not slip away, he only left shallow sword marks on the ice, which was of no use!
He couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He had used nine-tenths of his strength just now, but only a little trace was left. This ten thousand-year-old ice was too hard!
However, he did not give up, and took a step back. As his spiritual power surged, Red God surged, and then a dazzling sword light shot out from the tip, hitting the ice hard.
The sword light disappeared quickly. Zhou Yang looked at it intently and was immediately discouraged. It was still useless!
The Red God Sword is an ancient magical weapon, and few cultivators who have entered the secret realm can compare to it.
However, even the Red God is useless, so these ten thousand-year-old black ice can only be looked at but not moved.
"Damn it, isn't this in vain!" Zhou Yang cursed with black lines on his forehead, and then sat down on the ice in great disappointment.
There happened to be a white skeleton next to him. Zhou Yang was furious and used Chishen to split a leg bone to one side.
"Could it be that these dead cultivators were rushed here just like me, but they were trapped here because they couldn't find a way out?" Such a thought suddenly flashed in Zhou Yang's mind.
As soon as this thought appeared, it occupied the entire mind and lingered for a long time. The more he thought about it, the more this happened, and he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.
"If that's the case, wouldn't I also have to become a pile of withered bones and die guarding these countless thousands of years of mysterious ice! No, absolutely not, others will die if they want to, but I don't want to die!"
Zhou Yang was naturally unwilling to sit still and wait for death. He stood up again and strode forward with Chishen in his arms.
"These bones obviously belong to cultivators. Since they are cultivators, they should have storage bags. But except for the bones everywhere, there is nothing here. Where are their storage bags, and where are their weapons and magic weapons?"
There were no storage bags or weapons near the corpses along the way, which made Zhou Yang suspicious.
After walking for ten miles, we still haven't reached the end.
"Since someone has taken away the storage bag and other items, it means you can still go out!" Thinking of this, Zhou Yang's eyes lit up.
Could it be that with so many corpses, they all died in the melee? Did the victorious party escape? This is very possible.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yang felt a little more comfortable. As long as you can get out, you don't need these ten thousand years of black ice.
After walking for several more miles, the number of bones gradually decreased, but it became colder and colder. Even with Zhou Yang's cultivation level, he could feel the chill.
He tried again with Red God, and the result was that not even a trace was left, indicating that the hardness of the Wannian Xuanbing had strengthened again.
This also made Zhou Yang even more depressed. It seemed that so many treasures could not be taken away at all.
"What, the bones can still move!" Zhou Yang, who was walking forward silently, suddenly noticed that a pile of bones dozens of feet away moved.
His eyes widened and he couldn't help but stare again and again.
Yes, that pile of bones is indeed moving!
In shock, Zhou Yang hurriedly stopped his steps, held the Red God tightly, and was on full alert.
The theory of ghosts and gods has been around since ancient times, but Zhou Yang had never been exposed to such things, so he felt uneasy.
At this time, the movements of the pile of bones became larger and larger.
Suddenly, the bones flew apart, and a white figure staggered up from them, but fell into the pile of bones again after a few moments.
"White, white bones turned into spirit!" Zhou Yang was inexplicably frightened, turned around and ran away, but he still held it back and stared straight ahead with his eyes wide open.
The waiting time was a bit long this time, and after a cup of tea, there was movement again among the pile of bones.
During these times, Zhou Yang tried his best to use his spiritual consciousness to explore.
Although his consciousness was more limited here, he was not far from the pile of bones after all. As time passed, his face showed more and more doubts.
"Why is there that kid's aura? Could it be that he..."
Suddenly, a head appeared again among the pile of bones. Although it was still pale, Zhou Yang had concentrated all his eyes this time and could see the face of the white man clearly at a glance. Who else could it be if it weren't Cui Kai?
"You kid, why do you act like a ghost?" Zhou Yang finally relaxed completely and couldn't help but run a few steps and said loudly.
"Captain, captain! Are you still alive?" Cui Kai wiped his white face and looked at Zhou Yang running over in surprise.
"Nonsense, I won't die even if you die!" Zhou Yang said angrily.
"Hey, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!" Cui Kai walked out of the pile of bones with difficulty and said naively.
"What's going on?"
"I don't know what happened. When I woke up, I was in a pile of bones. Why is it so cold?" Cui Kai just finished speaking and shuddered from the freezing ice cream.
"This is a land of ten thousand years of mysterious ice, so it's weird if it's not cold. By the way, you won't have bone powder on your body, right?" Zhou Yang approached and dusted off the white powder on his body with his hand.
"Ten Thousand Years of Xuanbing!" Cui Kai was startled and jumped up. The bone powder on his body fell to the ground. He ignored it and hurriedly looked up.
After watching for a while, he struck with his weapon as Zhou Yang did before.
Unfortunately, his mana was nearly exhausted, and his weapon didn't react much when it landed on the ice.
"Okay, this is indeed Ten Thousand Years Xuanbing. Tell me quickly, what's going on?"
"Oh, I don't know why I am here. I must have fainted. I happened to fall into the pile of bones, smashed some rotten bones, and got all the bone powder. What a bad luck!" Cui Kai said helplessly.
"The bones of cultivators are very hard. The bodies of masters above Tianyuan have been refined and will become even harder. They will not soften for eighteen hundred years. Could it be that these bones have lasted for more than a thousand years?" Zhou Yang stared at those bones. Corpse said solemnly.
"Yes, these are not the bones of golden elixir masters. Their bones will not decay even if they last ten thousand years." Cui Kai naturally understood this.
"But these cultivators should have reached the Tianyuan realm." Zhou Yang nodded. In his storage bag was the skeleton of a golden elixir master, which was different from the ones in front of him.
"right."
"Regain your strength as soon as possible." Zhou Yang reminded.
"good."
While Cui Kai was meditating, Zhou Yang still looked around, but found nothing.
After Cui Kai fully recovered, he eagerly took out his magic weapon and slammed it on the ground, trying to catch some ten thousand-year-old ice, but in the end he found nothing.
"Can it only be broken through with magic weapons?" Cui Kai felt depressed.
"Don't bother, you can't get it off, let's just figure out how to get out!"
"Oh, these are all treasures!" Cui Kai lamented and put away the magic weapon helplessly.
The two had no choice but to continue to move forward and explore carefully.
