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Chapter 158: Entering the Cold Pond, Losing Lifespan

Stepping into the icy pool, a chill seeped into his body and reached his heart. The pool water rippled gently, and Xu Bing frowned, standing still in place.

Is it an illusion?

It seems colder than last time.

Xu Bing gazed at the wondrous lotus of creation, its petals swaying gently, their afterglow rippling.

At first glance, it appears to be just a pond away.

Looking again, the difference was like heaven and earth, the gap between them was enough to make one despair.

Xu Bing gripped his natal Dao lamp tightly, the milky white light illuminating the surroundings and bringing warmth to resist the cold air in the pool.

After he entered the first level of the Imperial Creation Technique, he improved in all aspects, and the Dao Lamp turned milky white from that time onwards.

Returning to simplicity.

After that, if you continue to nurture it, the color of the lamp will not change again. When you take another step after the illness, you will feel that the pool water is viscous, as if there is an invisible force hindering your progress.

When he entered the Cold Pool last time, he felt that time was passing very quickly and the cold air was so intense that his Taoist lamp flickered.

But it's definitely not as good as this time.

Was it that lingering soul causing trouble again? ... Xu Bing remained calm, feeling it probably wasn't.

The Lotus Body of Creation is one of the Nine Treasures of the Primordial Beginning. It must be extremely mysterious.

A wisp of remnant soul attached to it should have difficulty controlling this lotus.

Discarding his thoughts, Xu Bing strode quickly toward the Lotus of Creation, step by step, without stopping for a moment.

The flame of his lamp was as tough as black iron, and the invisible tremors in the pool could no longer be disturbed in the slightest.

at the same time.

At the wondrous Lotus of Creation, the remnant soul suddenly stirred with thoughts, hesitating before turning back and forth, before sending a wisp of thought away.

"You should leave now."

"The wondrous lotus of creation does not favor you."

Xu Bing heard a muffled whisper, slowed his pace slightly, but grinned and continued walking slowly.

The remnant soul sighed, offering no further reminders, and formed a connection with the wondrous Lotus of Creation, spending a very long time together.

She knew this thing was mysterious and profound; if one was not destined for it, even a Qi Refining cultivator at the Lantern Realm would have no chance of getting close to it.

Even ignoring the crucial lifespan.

The icy pool still seeps into the body, and the profound energy twists and turns the soul... Those with poor talent will find every step piercing their bones. If they force their way forward, they will either wither and die, or... their Dao lamp will suddenly go out.

For those without the right affinity, every step is fraught with difficulty and hardship.

Even someone as fortunate as her, who has a rare destiny, needs exceptional talent to enter the Cold Pool.

Only then can one win the favor of the lotus.

This intruder seems to possess neither of these qualities. Therefore, in the remnant soul's view, if Xu Bing continues to stubbornly persist and ventures deeper into the icy pool…

By the time they realized something was wrong, it was too late to turn back.

Unlike last time, they didn't leave halfway through.

"Was this a second intrusion?" the remnant soul murmured.

Those who see the lotus are actually guided by it in the unseen realm, much like the owner of a mansion inviting outsiders to visit.

We entered the residence, drank tea, and chatted freely.

However, from the very beginning, Xu Bing had no chance to see the wondrous lotus of creation. His first encounter with the lotus was like a mountain traveler who happened to stand in front of a mansion while following a mountain path.

On that occasion, the "master" of the Wonderful Lotus of Creation did not blame him for his chance to come here.

And this was the second visit.

This can be seen as having ulterior motives, forcibly entering one's own residence without being invited or having any connection with it.

Who wouldn't be angry? Who wouldn't be indignant?

Seeing that Xu's illness had not stopped, the pool water surged, and a cold wind blew, gradually forming frost.

Step into…

Half a month of lifespan has passed.

Another half step.

Life expectancy slipped away in a few days…

Despite the chill, Xu Bing's clothes gradually frosted over, and before he knew it, nearly five years of his lifespan had slipped away.

Five years... may not seem like much to a remnant soul, but for a cultivator at the Lantern Realm, it is by no means an easy time.

How many five-year periods does a person have?

"Aren't you going to retreat?" the remnant soul murmured. She looked around and saw that the person was still very far away, but no longer as small as a sesame seed; he was now the size of a large black ant.

Another five years...

In the remnant soul's eyes, that figure appeared one or two sizes larger.

Although the endless cold pool was vast, that white light had its own dazzling quality. It shone brightly.

It's getting closer.

Another ten years of lifespan have passed, and in the eyes of the remnant soul, a human form can be vaguely seen.

It's a man...

A very tall man.

Even from a distance, one can sense his extraordinary bearing and the lingering sorrow of his departed soul, except perhaps for the resolute young man who arrived here a thousand years ago.

Xu Bing was the second person.

However, the difference between the two is that the resolute young man has a rare opportunity to understand a few unique insights as time goes by, which can help him avoid some of the erosion of time.

Xu Bing arrived here entirely on a whim.

He walked slowly, his steps unchanged, his speed constant, the penetrating chill unable to make him frown or disturb his soul.

Take a few more steps.

"So there was a magic weapon." Upon seeing the tiny figure, the remnant soul finally paused and took out a grade-grade magic weapon.

The Qian Yuan Ring slowly rotated, blocking his path.

The cold pool surged with towering waves, crashing towards them, but all of them were blocked by the Qian Yuan Circle.

The moment this high-grade magic treasure appeared, even the flow of lifespan slowed down considerably.

"If a magical treasure exists in the Lantern Realm, the person must be from a noble family."

"This person is of noble status."

The lingering soul pondered again, becoming somewhat interested and curious about where this person could possibly go.

I wonder if I can be like that determined young man, only a hundred steps away from the icy pool.

The pool water surged ever more violently, with wave after wave crashing against the shore, sending ripples of force through the water.

Another ten years passed.

The remnant soul could vaguely make out Xu Bing's outline. She saw that person holding a Taoist lamp, with the Qian Yuan Ring hanging around his body, ignoring the splashing of the pool water.

suddenly.

Another magical artifact was taken out.

Rain gourd!

With a gourd and a circle around his body for protection, and the blessing of these two treasures, even if he were struck by a cold pool, it would be difficult to affect his illness.

Looking back, he had traveled nearly halfway, and at this moment, his road lamp had not flickered at all.

Very stable.

"Two high-grade magic treasures?"

"The family is quite well-off."

The remnant soul felt this in its heart; indeed, there were those who possessed high-grade magic treasures.

If they are determined, they may go halfway, but once they get there, it proves that there is no turning back.

And the real test has only just begun.

If Xu Bing takes another step, the cold pool will turn into a sea of fire!

The scorching heat seemed to burn one's soul and cook one's body.

Take another step, and the sea of fire turns into a cold pool, with hot and cold alternating and ice and fire clashing.

Not only with the passage of time, but if the quality of the lamp is slightly inferior, even the lamp body itself may have developed cracks!

Even so, the illness continued to progress slowly.