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The glacier cracked, and chunks of ice fell into the endless abyss.

Luan Xinying stood there, panicked, looking helplessly at the glacier that was constantly crumbling in the distance.

At this speed, it won't be long before they get close to where she is.

Luan Xinying asked uncertainly, "Your Majesty, what... what's going on?"

The Spirit Ice Saint's pale face was devoid of any expression.

Upon hearing Luan Xinying's question, she simply uttered two words, "Don't panic."

Luan Xinying looked at the almost collapsing illusory world, and then saw the Spirit Ice Saint standing calmly in front of her.

"Don't panic."

With those words, even though Luan Xinying was flustered, she could only force herself to calm down.

If the Holy Spirit Ice hadn't intentionally let her out, she might have been trapped in the Cold Rain Ice Illusion Technique forever.

Even if the world collapses, it's not something a mere Enlightenment Realm Originator like her can solve.

The glacier that cracked and fell into the abyss turned into specks of starlight that drifted into the air and slowly coalesced together.

Even the spot where Luan Xinying stood couldn't escape the fate of shattering.

Just when she thought she would fall down with the glacier, the solid weight under her feet helped her regain her footing.

"What's going on?" Luan Xinying looked down at her feet, and the sight of the boundless abyss sent chills down her spine.

As the glacier continued to crumble and fall, her body was suspended in mid-air, as if she were standing on the ground.

A subtle power emanated from mid-air, resonating with the Lingbing Han Body within Luan Xinying's body.

Looking up, one could see the glacial world within the Cold Rain Ice Illusion Technique disintegrating into a sky full of starlight, which then condensed into a deep blue scepter.

It slowly descended and stood in front of Luan Xinying.

Before she could even ask the Ice Saint a question, the ice staff emitted a series of crisp sounds.

The ice shards shattered into countless individual strands, which then coalesced into an exquisite necklace that hung around Luan Xinying's neck.

Reaching out to touch it gently, the necklace exuded a chill, and the azure ice staff reappeared.

Luan Xinying looked the tin foil up and down. The ice staff had nine rings hanging from the top, with a beautiful ice crystal embedded in the center.

Looking inside, the drifting snow appears as if it were real.

The material of the ice staff is hard to describe. When Luan Xinying touched it gently, it felt cool and smooth like jade.

The moment she touched it, Luan Xinying could clearly feel the restless cold energy within her body become very gentle.

The Ice Saint looked at the ice staff, his face pale and without features, unable to make any expression.

But looking at that figure always gives one a sense of desolation.

Luan Xinying held the ice staff and looked at the pale face of the Spirit Ice Saint.

"My Lord, what exactly is this... Could this ice staff be the thing you said you left for me?"

The Sage of Spirit Ice replied, "This staff is called the Nine-Ring Ice Jade Staff. It was forged from ice spirit jade by a ninth-grade weapon refiner."

"It is the most suitable weapon in the world for the Spirit Ice Cold Body. Since my death, it has been sealed in this Cold Rain Ice Illusion Technique."

"I now entrust the Spirit Ice Body to you."

Luan Xinying looked at the Holy Spirit Ice with mixed feelings, unsure whether to trust this ancient saint.

After a moment's hesitation, she made up her mind.

Even though a remnant soul of a saint has no physical form, annihilating a Dao Enlightenment Realm cultivator like her is still a piece of cake.

If such a peerless expert had come with ill intentions, they would have killed Luan Xinying the moment she entered the illusion.

How could they have kept her alive until now, and even given her an ice staff?

Anyone who takes a look can tell that this ice staff is definitely not a mystical weapon or an earthly artifact.

Only the character "天" (heaven) is worthy of this ice staff.

"My lord, the grade of this ice staff..."

"The peak of Heavenly Soldiers, or perhaps it can be called a half-step Emperor Weapon."

The words spoken by the Holy Spirit Ice, spoken so casually, stirred up a storm in Luan Xinying's heart.

Although she had little experience in her life, she had seen a few top-tier ground troops.

In Luan Xinying's view, the nine-ringed ice jade staff in her hand was no longer a weapon of earth; at the very least, it was a weapon of heaven.

To her surprise, this nine-ringed ice jade staff was already at the level of a half-step imperial weapon.

It's not the "earth" of the earth, but the "emperor" of the emperor!

With a slight thought, the Nine-Ringed Ice Jade Staff transformed into an exquisite and beautiful necklace, hanging around Luan Xinying's neck.

Previously, Luan Xinying had to rely on her source power and the Cold Rain Ice Illusion Technique to barely suppress the cold energy that burst forth from her body.

Now, with the Nine-Ringed Ice Jade Staff, it perfectly complements the spiritual ice-cold body within, calming down the restless coldness within.

From now on, there will be no need to expend energy to suppress the cold energy, and you can focus on your cultivation.

It can also continuously absorb non-threatening cold air, and when combined with source energy, it can make Luan Xinying's cultivation twice as effective.

"I can finally rest easy knowing I've met you."

After saying this, the Holy Spirit of Ice transformed into a cloud of white snow and drifted into the nine-ringed ice jade staff around Luan Xinying's neck.

They appeared mysteriously and then left in a hurry, and by the time Luan Xinying realized what was happening...

The figure of the Spirit Ice Saint was nowhere to be seen. Her mission seemed to be to hand over the Heavenly Soldier Nine-Ring Ice Jade Staff to Luan Xinying, who possessed the Spirit Ice Cold Body.

Having accomplished this task, we have fulfilled our mission.

Upon closer inspection, a void gate covered in drifting white snow quietly appeared before Luan Xinying's eyes.

"The door to the outside world has finally arrived."

Luan Xinying sighed and glanced back at the collapsing virtual world.

He then turned around and walked inside without any hesitation.

A flash of white light appeared, and Luan Xinying instinctively closed her eyes.

When they opened their eyes again, the scene before them had changed dramatically; it was no longer a glacier that had collapsed and fallen into the abyss.

It was only when she returned to that familiar and cozy little house that Luan Xinying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If she hadn't met the Holy Spirit Ice, she would have thought she would be trapped in the illusory world forever.

Broken icebergs, collapsing glaciers—for a Dao Enlightenment Realm cultivator facing an unknown world, helplessness and fear dominated her emotions.

"Mother, you're awake."

Chen Yue sat at a table not far away, observing Luan Xinying's situation.

Seeing that Luan Xinying had woken up, he quickly walked over.

Hearing the sound, they looked in Chen Yue's direction.

"Xiao Yue, have I been asleep for a long time?"

Luan Xinying felt dizzy and disoriented, and didn't know how much time had passed in reality.

She clearly sensed that the time she spent in the illusory world inside the Cold Rain Ice Illusion Technique was at least ten days, if not half a month.

It took several days just to deal with that tricky iceberg.

Then they heard the call of the Holy Spirit Ice and walked along the glacier to its end.

She couldn't remember how long she had walked when the pale figure of the Spirit Ice Saint suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

Chen Yue couldn't give a definite answer to Luan Xinying's question.

After all, when he discovered it, his mother had already been in the virtual world for an unknown period of time.

He went to the martial arts school to spar with Xu Jingsong, and when he returned, he found that Xu Jingsong was still unconscious, so he sat down next to his mother and waited patiently.