God Destroying Pearl

Song Yun wandered in Yinxue City for several days. During these days, he quietly observed the various groups of cultivators in the city.

Each team has its own unique atmosphere and strength.

Song Yun knew very well that choosing a suitable team was crucial for the upcoming trip to Snow Demon Island.

This not only concerns one's own safety, but is also closely related to whether one can achieve goals and explore secrets.

After several days of careful observation and careful consideration, Song Yun finally set his sights on a team.

Decided to join in today.

The leader of this team is a middle-aged cultivator who has reached the early stage of Golden Core.

Song Yun had previously made inquiries from many sources and had a pretty clear understanding of this person's situation.

This person's name is Wu Zhe, and he is a casual cultivator.

In this world of cultivating immortals, the path of cultivation for independent cultivators is particularly difficult. They have no sect to rely on and have to face many difficulties alone, such as lack of resources and scarce skills.

However, once they can stand out from the difficulties, their own strength and mentality must be tenacious.

Song Yun calmly walked to Wu Zhe's team, clasped his fists and saluted, and said respectfully and sincerely: "Senior Wu, I am Song Yun, and I have long heard of your great name. I heard that you are recruiting team members to go to Snow Demon Island. I am interested in joining. May I?"

Wu Zhe raised his head slightly and looked at Song Yun with a sharp gaze.

His eyes were deep, as if he could see through Song Yun's soul.

After a moment, he slowly asked, "Friend Song, what kind of skills do you specialize in? What is your current level of cultivation? This trip to Snow Demon Island is full of dangers. I need to have a clear understanding of the strength of the team members before I can make a decision."

Song Yun's heart trembled, and he weighed the pros and cons in an instant. He knew very well that his identity as a space cultivator was too special, and exposing it rashly in this complicated situation might cause unnecessary trouble.

So, he remained calm and replied, "I am a sword cultivator, and my cultivation has now reached the great perfection of foundation building."

After hearing this, Wu Zhe's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible hint of satisfaction.

He looked at Song Yun carefully again and saw that Song Yun had an upright figure and extraordinary temperament. Although he tried to hide it, he could still faintly feel that the spiritual power contained in his body was quite powerful.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded slightly and said, "Yes, your foundation-building great perfection cultivation is also very useful in this operation. My team is short of manpower, so you can join it."

Song Yun was overjoyed and thanked him quickly.

Wu Zhe continued, "We will set out tomorrow to hunt demon cultivators near Snow Demon Island. Go back today and make good preparations. The road to demon hunting is full of dangers and unknowns, so don't take it lightly."

Song Yun nodded and then turned and left.

After returning to his residence, he immediately calmed down, carefully sorted out his storage bag, and checked whether the talismans and pills were complete.

At the same time, he was silently thinking about the plan for this trip to Snow Demon Island and the possible dangers he might encounter.

He knew very well that in this unfamiliar environment, he must always remain vigilant and hide his strength in order to better deal with various emergencies.

The next morning, just as the sky was beginning to turn pale, Song Yun arrived early at the meeting place agreed upon with the team.

At this time, Wu Zhe and other team members had also arrived one after another.

Wu Zhe saw Song Yun arrive on time, nodded slightly, and then began to count the number of people.

After confirming that everything was correct, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

Under the leadership of Wu Zhe, the team controlled the flying magic weapons, like a group of nimble birds, streaking brilliant lights in the sky, and galloped towards the Snow Demon Island.

Along the way, the cold wind whistled past, cutting everyone's clothes like a sharp blade, making a rustling sound.

Song Yun looked at the endless snow-capped mountains and ice fields below, and an inexplicable excitement surged in his heart.

Soon after, as more and more teams from Silver Snow City headed to Snow Demon Island, the competition and conflicts between them gradually emerged.

Some powerful teams of monks attempt to monopolize the lion's share and snatch the most generous rewards, and they exclude or even snatch the spoils from other weaker teams or individual cultivators.

This caused chaos and fighting among the human cultivators who went to the vicinity of Snow Demon Island. Many of the originally hopeful cultivators became resentful after encountering injustice, and some even gave up their plans to go to Snow Demon Island.

In a tavern in Yinxue City, several casual cultivators sat together.

One of them said angrily, "I thought this was a fair competition, an opportunity to gain wealth and glory, but I didn't expect those big teams to be so overbearing. We don't stand a chance at all. I'm afraid that this bounty order from the Beihan Sect will become a tool for those powerful people to plunder, rather than an opportunity for small people like us to turn things around."

Another casual cultivator sighed helplessly: "Forget it, the path of cultivating immortals is difficult to begin with. Rather than going to the Snow Demon Island to die or suffer humiliation, it is better to find another place to cultivate."

However, there were still some determined teams of monks who remained unmoved and continued to march towards the Snow Demon Island.

Three days later...

After a long journey, Song Yun and the team finally arrived near the Snow Demon Island.

The Snow Demon Island is like a huge Iceland, floating quietly in the vast snowy area.

The entire island is covered with ice and snow, and huge ice blocks are floating on the sea around the island.

The waves were surging, constantly hitting the ice, splashing high water and making bursts of roaring sounds, like thousands of horses galloping.

Many human monks can be seen near the Snow Demon Island. They are flying in groups of two or three over the sea.

Just then, several people heard a burst of shouting and killing.

They looked in the direction of the sound and saw that several human cultivators were not hunting demon cultivators, but fighting for a spiritual medicine.

The magical medicine grew on a huge piece of ice, emitting a faint fluorescence.

Around the elixir, several monks were fighting fiercely.

A monk in red robes shouted, "I was the first to discover this Ice Spirit Grass. Don't try to snatch it away! I have been searching for this Ice Spirit Grass near the Snow Demon Island for many days, spending a lot of energy and time. How can you be so shameless!"

Another monk in a blue Taoist robe sneered, "Humph! Whoever gets it first gets it. There is no such thing as first come first served near the Snow Demon Island. Treasures have always been reserved for the capable. If you have the ability later, you can take it with your strength!"

As he spoke, he swung the spirit sword in his hand, and a blue sword energy shot towards the red-robed monk like a bolt of lightning.

The monk in red robes dodged quickly and at the same time took out a magic weapon in his hand, which was a small flame gourd.

He tapped the gourd lightly, and a flame spurted out from the mouth of the gourd. The flame burned fiercely, like a galloping fire snake, sweeping towards the monk in blue Taoist robes.

Seeing this, several other monks also joined the battle.

They each cast a spell, and for a moment, various spells such as ice blades, fireballs, wind blades, etc. intertwined and collided in mid-air, emitting dazzling light and deafening roars.

The spiritual energy fluctuations generated by the collision of spells spread out like ripples, causing the surrounding sea water to become turbulent.

Song Yun looked at this scene and frowned slightly.

He thought to himself, "Before we even set foot on Snow Demon Island, these cultivators have already killed each other for their own interests. If this continues, how can we compete with the demons? Although the Beihan Sect's bounty order can inspire the cultivators' enthusiasm, it also triggers greed and fighting. The hearts of the people in this world of immortal cultivation are ultimately blinded by interests."

Wu Zhe also shook his head and said helplessly: "These people are really stupid. In this dangerous place, instead of uniting as one, they fought for a spiritual medicine."

"Let's ignore them and continue looking for the traces of the demon cultivators. On this Snow Demon Island, the real danger is not these human cultivators who kill each other, but those cunning and powerful demon cultivators hiding in the dark."

So the team bypassed the fighting monks and continued to approach the Snow Demon Island.

However, what they didn't know was that this fight between human cultivators had attracted the attention of the demon cultivators of Snow Demon Island.

Some demon cultivators on the island began to approach this side quietly, preparing to take the opportunity to attack these human cultivators who were killing each other.