I have changed my destiny and become an unparalleled immortal.

Before Mo Qianyan could finish her embarrassed and angry rebuke, she was silenced by a pair of domineering lips.

On the icy cliff, only three hundred or so people remained, suffering in the wind and snow.

Within the Ice Soul Secret Realm, the cold wind still blows, but for the three hundred loyal followers of the Cold Moon Palace who remain, this place has become a sacred ground where they have been reborn.

However, half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the ice-sculpted cave, Gu Chengfeng, looking like a wilted eggplant, squatted listlessly in a corner.

He possesses the bloodline of the Witch Clan and follows the path of the Great Wilderness, requiring violent and fierce energy and life-or-death battles.

The pure, extremely cold icy energy within this Ice Soul Secret Realm is an unparalleled blessing for others, but for him it is like a cold cage, suppressing the boiling ancestral witch blood within him.

In the past six months, his cultivation level has barely improved.

Seeing her son's frustrated expression, Gu Yun pulled Mo Qianyan aside and whispered something to her.

"Qianyan, Feng'er will only waste his talent if he stays here. A towering tree cannot grow in a greenhouse. He must go out and see blood, and seek his own opportunity in the witch clan."

Mo Qianyan looked at Gu Chengfeng, who was half a head taller than Gu Yun. Although there was a trace of maternal reluctance in her eyes, as the leader of a sect, she understood the cruelty of the cultivation world better than anyone else.

"I agree. However, Blood Fiend Valley is definitely still out there searching for us like mad dogs, so we must be extremely careful."

The next day, Gu Yun put a Thousand Illusions Mask, which could completely change one's aura, on Gu Chengfeng's face, and also stuffed him with storage rings containing various Yin-type talismans.

"Once you get out, live under an assumed name. If you can win, fight to the death; if you can't, run for your life! There's no shame in that! If you die, I'm not going to collect your corpse!"

Gu Yun kicked her son in the butt.

"Father, Mother! Your son is leaving! I will never come back to see you until I have made a name for myself!"

Gu Chengfeng's eyes were slightly red. He knelt on the ice and kowtowed three times, then turned and stepped out of the portal to the secret realm.

……

As Gu Chengfeng left, a bloody storm had already swept through the outside world of Cangbei Spiritual Domain.

"what!"

In a hidden underground demon cave, the Second Elder of the Cold Moon Palace was pierced through the collarbone by several thick, blood-red chains, hanging in mid-air, letting out an extremely shrill scream.

Below her, the Blood Fiend Ancestor, dressed in a blood-red robe, had a ferocious face like a demon.

In the past six months, those who brought their disciples were quickly caught by the Blood Fiend Valley, which had gone mad.

"The Soul-Searching Technique!"

Blood Fiend Ancestor's withered five fingers clenched tightly on the Second Elder's crown, and his violent nascent soul forcefully tore her soul apart.

Moments later, the Second Elder bled from all seven orifices and turned into a dried-up corpse.

The Blood Fiend Ancestor suddenly opened his eyes, a terrifyingly fierce light flashing within them: "The Ice Soul Secret Realm... the Absolute Ice Domain... no wonder I searched the entire Northern Spiritual Domain and couldn't find it! So you've hidden in an ancient secret realm devoid of even spiritual energy!"

Unfortunately, these defectors only knew about the inside of the secret realm, but had no idea about its exact coordinates in the outside world.

"Even if I have to turn the entire Arctic Ocean upside down, I will dig you all out!"

Blood Fiend Ancestor gritted his teeth.

He knew that the Cold Moon Palace mainly cultivated ice-based techniques, and that they were even more at home in that extremely cold place.

To ensure absolute success, he paid a heavy price, exchanging it for a top-tier fire-attribute treasure, the Burning Heaven Eight Desolations Furnace, from a heretical cultivator!

"Mo Qianyan, Gu Yun... when I find you, I will use the Eight Desolations Fire to refine your icy bones into ashes!"

……

Inside the Ice Soul Secret Realm.

Mo Qianyan sat cross-legged on the ancient ice, surrounded by almost tangible ice god magic.

However, her brows furrowed tightly. No matter how much ice marrow she absorbed, she couldn't break through the barrier to the Nascent Soul stage.

"no..."

Mo Qianyan opened her eyes and shook her head helplessly.

Gu Yun stopped carving array patterns and stepped forward, immediately seeing the crux of the problem.

"Qianyan, although this secret realm is a sacred place for cultivation, it is a closed little world. The Nascent Soul stage is the beginning of a cultivator's true communication with heaven and earth and control of the laws. This place lacks the baptism of the laws of heaven and earth unique to the outside world. Even if you stay here for a hundred years, you will not attract the Nascent Soul tribulation."

Mo Qianyan sighed, "Then we have no choice but to go out. But now, the Blood Fiend Ancestor must have laid a trap outside..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Gu Yun grinned, a hint of arrogance flashing in his eyes.

"Have you forgotten that your husband is now a grandmaster of formations! As long as we find a place with abundant spiritual energy, I'll set up an inescapable net for you. Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator came, I could knock a few of his teeth out!"

After discussing it, the two quietly left the Ice Soul Secret Realm.

On the edge of the Northern Sea of ​​Ice, they found a snow-capped peak with relatively abundant spiritual energy and a treacherous terrain.

Gu Yun spent three whole days, squandering all the array materials and top-grade ice marrow, to set up the Profound Ice Killing Array, the Reversed Five Elements Illusion Array, and a sinister Heaven-Locking Infant-Trapping Array around the snow peak.

"Qianyan, focus on your tribulation. I'll take care of things outside."

Gu Yun gripped the black sword and stood guard at the core of the formation.

Mo Qianyan nodded, leaped to the top of the snow-capped peak, and completely released the suppression of the Ice God's magic power within her body!

"Boom!"

In an instant, the once clear sky was covered with dense, ominous clouds. The spiritual energy within a radius of tens of thousands of miles converged wildly, transforming into a terrifying black lightning dragon that rolled within the clouds.

The pressure of the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation instantly alarmed the entire Northern Sea of ​​Ice!

Tens of thousands of miles away, the Blood Fiend Ancestor, who was searching everywhere, suddenly raised his head, felt that familiar yet extremely cold aura, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"Finally... I've found you!"

"boom!"

The Blood Fiend Ancestor transformed into a blood-red rainbow, tearing through the void and heading straight for the center of the lightning tribulation!

……

Above the snow-capped peak, thunderbolts as thick as buckets relentlessly struck. Mo Qianyan summoned her Snow Jade Sword and defied the heavens.

Just as she was fully focused on fighting the lightning tribulation, a crimson cloud of blood, carrying terrifyingly high temperatures that could scorch the heavens and boil the seas, rolled in from the horizon!

"Gu Yun! Mo Qianyan! Prepare to die!"

The Blood Fiend Ancestor's arrogant laughter resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

He completely disregarded the danger at the edge of the lightning tribulation and immediately unleashed the treasure that was specifically designed to counter ice-type attacks: the Heaven-Burning Eight Desolations Furnace!

"Whoosh!"

The ancient furnace overturned, and the purplish-red poisonous flames filled the sky like a reversed sea of ​​fire. Even the snowflakes in the sky were instantly evaporated into nothingness, pouring down directly towards Mo Qianyan, who was undergoing tribulation!

"You old dog! Do you think I don't exist?!"

Gu Yun let out a deafening roar.

He activated the Mystic Ice Killing Array, and countless icy blue sword energies rose from the ground to meet the raging sea of ​​fire.

"You mere remnant formation dares to try and stop my blazing inferno? Break through!"

Blood Fiend Ancestor's eyes were full of disdain as he poured his early Nascent Soul stage magic power into the furnace without reservation.

"Bang bang bang!"

The ice-type killing formation set up by Gu Yun began to crumble inch by inch under the dual crushing force of the fire-type treasure and the nascent soul's magic power.

The terrifying heat penetrated through the gaps in the formation and slammed into Gu Yun's body.

"puff!"

Gu Yun coughed up a mouthful of blood; his skin was charred and cracked from the heat, emitting a pungent, meaty aroma. His legs remained rooted to the spot, not budging an inch!

"Great Wilderness Body, open for me!"

Gu Yun's eyes were bloodshot, and he completely gave up on defense.

He soared into the sky, using his physical body to shield Mo Qianyan from the sea of ​​fire!

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

The Blood Fiend Ancestor sneered and slammed a blood-red handprint into Gu Yun's chest.

"Snap!"

The sound of Gu Yun's sternum breaking was clearly audible. He was smashed into the rock wall of the snow-capped peak like a meteorite, and his blood stained the white snow.

"Gu Yun!"

At the summit of the snow-capped peak, Mo Qianyan, who was enduring the fourth strike of heavenly lightning, watched as her husband was severely injured by a Nascent Soul monster while protecting her, and let out a piercing scream.

Her heart was bleeding, and she wished she could rush down immediately and tear the Blood Fiend Ancestor to pieces!

"Never mind me! Focus on overcoming this tribulation! I'm not going to die!"

In the deep pit, Gu Yun staggered to his feet again. Half of his body was a bloody mess, with white bone fragments exposed, but he still grinned maliciously.

Mo Qianyan bit her bloodless lips tightly, and a tear mixed with blood slid down her cheek.

"You old bastard...you dare to hurt him...I'll annihilate you, body and soul!!!"

Extreme grief and indignation transformed into a terrifying driving force that propelled the butterfly out of its cocoon!

Mo Qianyan completely abandoned life and death, merging the sword intent of Supreme Oblivion with the Ice God Technique to the extreme, and fiercely unleashed a sword strike against the last and most terrifying world-destroying lightning tribulation!

"boom!"

The heavens trembled, and the thunderclouds were cleaved in two by this sword!

An overwhelming pressure from a Nascent Soul cultivator erupted from Mo Qianyan's delicate body!

Nascent Soul stage achieved!

"How is that possible?"

The savage smile on the Blood Fiend Ancestor's face froze instantly, and an incredulous fear flashed in his eyes.

Having just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, Mo Qianyan did not attempt to stabilize her realm. Carrying the residual power of the tribulation lightning, she descended from the sky like a furious ice and snow killing god.

The thirteen blood-red beads around her neck suddenly emitted an unprecedentedly dazzling red light!

"The first bead, anger! The second bead, sorrow! The third bead..."

Mo Qianyan continuously activated the necklace in one breath, and the Supreme Forgetfulness Sword Intent underwent a qualitative change at this moment!

"You old dog, pay with your life!"

"Burning Heaven and Earth, stop them!"

The Blood Fiend Ancestor was terrified and desperately urged the furnace to shield himself.

"Snap, bang!"

However, faced with the Nascent Soul Sword Qi, which was imbued with extreme killing intent and amplified by thirteen beads, that invincible fire-type treasure was actually cleaved in a deep crack by a single sword strike, and then frozen and shattered in the extreme cold!

"puff!"

With the magic weapon destroyed, the Blood Fiend Ancestor suffered a terrifying backlash, spitting out blood and having half of his body covered in frost.

"This woman's swordsmanship is too unorthodox! Run!"

Blood Fiend Ancestor was finally afraid; his proud Nascent Soul dignity was worthless in the face of death.

Without hesitation, he detonated his physical body, turning into a cloud of blood mist!

"Whoosh!"

A tiny Nascent Soul figure, only the size of a fist, with a face exactly like that of the Blood Fiend Ancestor.

Clutching a storage ring, he shot into the sky from the blood mist at a terrifying speed that was almost instantaneous, attempting to escape into the void!

"As long as the nascent soul escapes, I can possess another body and be reborn. This score will be settled sooner or later!"

The nascent soul's eyes were filled with resentment and malice.

However, just as the nascent soul was about to vanish into the void...

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a dense golden net lit up the void surrounding the snow-capped peaks.

That was the Heaven-Locking Infant-Trapping Array, which had been hidden in the shadows and had not even been noticed by the Blood Fiend Ancestor!

"Bang!"

The nascent soul slammed headfirst into the golden light screen, was violently bounced back, and let out a desperate scream.

"An array? How come there's an array here specifically designed to target Nascent Soul cultivators?"

"Old dog, do you really think I took all that beating for nothing?"

Below, Gu Yun, covered in blood and almost unrecognizable, grinned with a cruel smile, his mouth smeared with blood.

He was desperately stalling for time just now, secretly using his divine sense to continuously improve the nodes of this infant-trapping formation!

"No!! Gu Yun! Palace Master Mo! Spare me! The entire foundation of my Blood Fiend Valley is..."

The naval infant's pleas for mercy abruptly ceased.

Mo Qianyan didn't waste a single word. Her face was frosty, and the Snow Jade Sword transformed into a blur, slashing down from the top of the Nascent Soul figure's head!

"You just wait... Blood Fiend Valley isn't just about one ancestor like me, you just wait..."

"laugh"

The arrogant Nascent Soul Ancestor of Blood Fiend Valley was utterly cleaved into countless ice crystal dust by the Forgetful Sword's ultimate attack!

Never to be reborn.

The wind and snow subsided, and the calamity clouds dispersed.

Mo Qianyan didn't even bother with the spoils that had fallen to the ground.

She pounced from mid-air like a madwoman, embracing the swaying Gu Yun tightly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

"You fool... how dare you, with your mortal body, try to withstand the fiery tribulation of a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

Mo Qianyan looked at Gu Yun's deep, bone-revealing wound, her hands trembling so much she dared not touch it.

"Ouch... Be gentle, madam. I'm doing this to protect you, wouldn't that count as a work injury?"

Gu Yun winced in pain, but still didn't bother to wipe away Mo Qianyan's tears properly. He chuckled and said, "The entire fortune of a Nascent Soul cultivator, plus your successful breakthrough... I've made a killing today!"

Time passes silently, and the wind and snow linger endlessly.

In this secluded Ice Soul Realm, time seemed to freeze. In the blink of an eye, another twenty years had passed.

Twenty years is but a fleeting moment for this icy region. But for the reborn Cold Moon Palace, it has been twenty years of complete transformation.

The remaining three hundred loyal disciples, under the constant cleansing of the top-grade ice marrow, most of them successfully transformed into ice-type spiritual roots, and their cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds.

Mo Qianyan, relying on her Nascent Soul stage cultivation and the supreme mystery of the Ice God Technique, thrived in this icy region.

His cultivation level has been completely stabilized at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, and there are faint signs of him breaking through to the middle Nascent Soul stage.

However, amidst this thriving scene, one person found himself in a deadly predicament.

Inside the ice-sculpted cave.

Gu Yun sat cross-legged on the Myriad-Year-Old Mystic Ice Bed, his muscular upper body bare.

His body was half filled with vital energy and half surrounded by a deep blue, extremely cold spiritual energy, forming a perfect Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram within his body.

However, when Gu Yun's consciousness sank into his dantian, his brows furrowed tightly.

The vast expanse of azure liquid spiritual energy transformed from the "Ice God Technique" within his dantian, though as boundless as the sea, could never condense into a solid foundation!

"It still doesn't work..."

Gu Yun slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath of icy air, and a deep sense of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Within the Purple Mansion Sea of ​​Consciousness, the thirteen Dao Foundations representing the seven emotions and six desires had already reached perfection.

However, this foundation of the dantian seemed to be firmly blocked by some kind of law of heaven and earth, always falling short of the final step.

A series of light footsteps approached.

Mo Qianyan, dressed in white, carried a bowl of spiritual liquid made from snow lotus to the ice bed.

She looked at Gu Yunjun's handsome face, her eyes showing no ease, only deep worry.

"Failed again?"

Mo Qianyan put down the jade bowl, stretched out her cool, delicate hand, and gently placed it on Gu Yun's chest.

Gu Yun gave a wry smile and nodded: "The spiritual energy in this Ice Soul Secret Realm is too clean, extremely clean. But the foundation of my cultivation of the 'Thirteen Pearls of the Purple Mansion' and the 'Great Wilderness Body' lies in the seven emotions and six desires of the mortal world and the life-and-death struggles."

"There is no malice here, no killing, no greed or fear... it's like water without a source, it has no form whatsoever."

Upon hearing Gu Yun's words, a hint of sadness appeared on Mo Qianyan's beautiful face, and she sighed softly.

The sigh sounded particularly heavy in the empty ice cave.

Only she knew the hidden dangers in Gu Yun's health.

Back then, in order to forcibly deduce the full extent of Hanyue Palace's resources in the library.

In addition, comprehending the Ice God Technique also reduced his lifespan considerably.

Although he was physically strong and had an ageless appearance, his lifespan was actually as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.

If one cannot truly condense a foundation of Dao within the dantian, and truly step into the Foundation Establishment stage to cleanse the marrow and regain lifespan...

Gu Yun's remaining lifespan won't last much longer!

"Gu Yun, you can't stay here any longer."

Mo Qianyan raised her head, her clear, starry eyes flashing with determination and reluctance. She gripped Gu Yun's large hand tightly, her tone resolute.

You must leave here.

"This Ice Soul Secret Realm is the sacred ground of the Cold Moon Palace, yet it has become a cage trapping you. What you need is the warmth of the mortal world, the treacherous world of cultivation. Staying here in seclusion will only exhaust your lifespan sooner or later!"

How could Gu Yun not know that the Book of Fate indicated he only had twelve years left to live?

He grasped Mo Qianyan's hand in return, his brow furrowing slightly: "If I leave, you'll be left alone in this freezing cold..."

"I will not leave, nor can I leave."

Mo Qianyan shook her head.

"The Cold Moon Palace still needs me to oversee it. Besides, my 'Ice God Technique' and 'Supreme Forgetfulness Sword' can only be fully utilized here. I need to use this icy domain to break through to the mid-stage and even late-stage Nascent Soul realm! Only when I become strong enough will our Cold Moon Palace no longer have to depend on anyone when we return to the Northern Spirit Realm!"

Mo Qianyan's gaze softened. She reached out and gently brushed Gu Yun's long, silver-gray hair behind his ear, saying softly, "Go out, Gu Yun. Go to the mainland. Go and seize the fortune you deserve. When your dantian foundation is complete and your lifespan is sufficient, come back to fetch us."

Looking into his wife's eyes, Gu Yun felt a sudden warmth in his heart.

He didn't make any more excuses or say any sentimental things about life and death.

He knew his physical condition all too well. If he continued to linger here until his lifespan ran out, he would truly have no chance to turn things around.

"it is good."

Gu Yun nodded solemnly.

The next morning.

Before the enormous void rift in the Ice Soul Secret Realm.

Gu Yun took off the gorgeous brocade robe that symbolized the Grand Elder of Hanyue Palace and put on the most ordinary and inconspicuous gray linen long gown.

He casually tied his striking silver-gray hair back with a strip of cloth.

Without disturbing the disciples who were in seclusion, only Mo Qianyan came to see them off.

"When you're out and about, try to control your temper. Twenty years have passed, and the death of the Blood Fiend Ancestor in the Northern Wilderness Tomb must have caused a huge uproar. The landscape of the Northern Spiritual Domain has probably changed drastically. You're all alone, so be careful in everything you do."