Xianxia: Why am I here?

140 Frozen corpses

Even without any action, he could feel the cold air emanating from the palace embedded in the stone stele seemingly having changed.

It seemed to have started condensing into Phantom’s that resembled him.

The figure was very identical even the clothes he had on, seemed to have been copied.

He strode toward him, and as he moved, another was still forming but the speed was very slow.

There was a trace of anger in Wang’s eyes. He didn’t like it when something went on to imitate him at all, as it might also end up doing the same for the people around him.

And that was indeed correct as looking at the figure that was still materializing, it had an outline of his wife.

Without saying anything, he also moved forward, his spiritual consciousness was indeed very strong, and couldn’t allow this fake to be arrogant in front of him.

In the worst case, he could go ahead and use the Cosmic Void art to improve but since that time, he seemed to have reached some kind of restriction.

He was not sure if it would work though and that is why he has never tried to improve it again.

.....

The last time he forcefully moved past a restriction, some unexpected situation occurred.

Since the enemy decided to take on this path of copying his family to attack, he was not going to be friendly either.

Having reached where he is today, he was indeed a ruthless person and did not let his enemies go especially when they could have the ability to harm his family.

But that was not important at the moment, he punched out, using the first art competition that at, the figure that had formed was reduced to particles.

At some time, he felt his conciseness become more and more clear.

It was not something he could explain but he moved and landed another move on the figure had had yet to form.

His eyes landed on the temple in the distance and couldn’t help but want to attack it.

But that thought seemed to have bloomed with the momentum he was gathering.

As he moved towards the temple the temperature kept dropping and his consciousness couldn’t be affected much.

The heaven and earth fire that he had subdued had its wisp in every part of his body.

Over the years he had even forgotten about it, but with this cold temperature, his body started to burn with a golden flame.

At the same time in the stone stele, his spiritual consciousness seemed to ignore the cold completely.

“Bang!”

A fist seemed to land on the ice barrier standing between the high palace and himself.

With every punch, his artistic conception seemed to take form slowly.

He was not shaking at all, but soon it started to have an impact, and his spirit consciousness enlarged into a giant.

With every punch, huge ice crystals could be seen crumbling but that did not allow him to reach the entrance at all.

Boom!..

Boom!..

His every punch seemed to be improving as this was not an illusion. His consciousness was too strong and his ability to analyze was great thus managed to create several adjustments to fit his method.

In the process of punching, he got immersed and forgot about his purpose, leading him to compete for the sublimation of his boxing artistic conception.

With this, his fists were continually falling on the ice block, and the rhythm also changed while the damage was becoming more obvious.

“Bang!!” The size of boulders kept increasing as time passed.

Soon the punches sent out seemed different from before, and they just targeted the location he was interested in, then with a “Bang!”, the ice barrier was hit. Surprising this time the force applied in the punch did not cause any explosions of ice rather it become a huge force traveling uniformly causing a deep imprint.

The more the attack was aimed at the same place, it eventually started to form a depression-like entrance.

With every punch, the depression increased in size becoming more like a passage.

The force also seemed to push more pressure inwards towards the entrance he was pursuing.

The good thing was that his spiritual consciousness was too strong, and with proper power control, he managed to move further in.

“Kakaka!”

The sound of ice cracking could be heard and it continued to intensify with every punch from Wang infused with artistic conception.

“Interesting, strange force is being born from the utilization of artistic competition but the rate is very slow. To find out what it is will require me to come up with other methods.” As has seen the blurry force emerging he couldn’t help but think.

A destructive force generated from the continuous punches of a giant seemed to make cracks in the barrier.

The cracks flowed to the entrance of the palace.

Soon the last hit seemed to have done the job, resulting in the ice crystals size of an adult human collapsing from inside the entrance.

They then started to scatter like glass, and the canyon formed leading to the palace could not accommodate his huge figure.

He thus was forced to shrink down to his human size.

The passage was now enough and could fit in even two more people.

Since he was alone, he didn’t care much and after confirming everything was okay he jumped into the canyon.

Along the way, those ice boulders standing in the way were destroyed with punches.

“Bang bang bang!”

He punched his way through passing from layer to layer shrouded by intense Yin Qi.

At the end of the canyon, a passage could be seen to be narrowing. The Yin Qi fluctuations coming from the passage however were what attracted him even more.

He could feel it was becoming colder.

He moved even more cautiously in awe as some unknown monster appeared from the passage he just built.

From the canyon, he could see a door, it had been forcefully merged with ice, and his methods seemed to have forced it to crack.

Fragments mixed with snow could be seen to protrude from the sides, with huge ice holders on the top pilling up almost covering the passage.

A spacious palace appeared in his sight, with most of the inside also covered by huge ice blocks and surprisingly he saw human bodies sealed in them.

The palace also seemed to have developed a gloomy atmosphere. From what he could see, the cold and even frost forming on the palace was responsible for the ice barrier around the palace.

Setting foot on the door of the palace he could see the words hanging on the door clearly, as they seem to contain some kind of magic, once one observed they could clearly understand it.

‘Chillin Palace’ was written on the door and the words seemed to have been imprinted in his mind the moment he saw them.

“Chillin Palace, what an interesting name, but I’m not sure what it inside this place that could give off such terrifying Yin Qi. But from just observing, I can conclude this place was once prosperous.” As he thought of this he stepped into the temple.

He originally thought this was once some small sect but once he saw the situation inside the temple he was shocked.

On the right most of the palace, it was written ‘Inner disciple rankings’

And thr first name was Chu Xue, then followed by a brief statement. Invincible primal lord.

Seeing this statement his legs almost went numb.

From there all the other nine people also had the same level of cultivation.

He once thought that a primal lord was a terrifying existence sitting at the top of the food chain.

The list made him understand instantly that his thinking was very naive.

He seemed to be looking at the gods and judging from a perspective of a mortal.

Since the inner disciples were already this powerful, the outer disciples could still suppress him easily.

At the same time, something occurred to him, the core and true inheritance disciples or even those supreme elders. Their strength would be terrifying and thinking of this he was already certain of one thing, his understanding of the world by him too narrow.

The number of forces in it might be very numerous and even geniuses could perhaps be endless, standing among them he could be mediocre.

“That list seems to not be the only one, but the others are completely hidden, nothing can be done about it.” He couldn’t even get a glimpse of the other rankings.

But what puzzled him was the number of frozen sculptures was exaggerated.

On the highest platforms, a huge being was also frozen, but it still releases some supreme pressure.

Wang wasn’t sure about the name or position and didn’t care, as he only knew that, the moment he looked in that direction, he was having some huge oppression.

It wasn’t intentional, rather it seemed that it was the custom and some beings couldn’t be observed without their consent. Otherwise, it might count as blasphemy to them.

Ignoring this, he looked keenly at the area around him and found that the Yin Qi seemed to be emanating from some six-patterned flowers.

The flower seemed to have bloomed on the head of someone in the middle of the crowd and Wang could feel instinctive fear the moment he set his eyes on the flower.

Its range seemed to be limited and entering that zone meant he couldn’t leave even if he wanted to.

Seeing the range of coverage being able to reach substantial distances, how could he not understand that this flower was intentionally released to trap this person to death here?

Their strength was already not something he could imagine, as the flower even now seemed to be continuing to grow and absorb their vitality.

.....

The group had died long ago but their bodies seemed to have been converted to their nutrients and thus he was not going to stay in such a spooky place anymore.

Looking back, the door he had just created seemed to have started to be filled with ice again and with enough time, he could be buried in this place.

Rushing back, he threw a punch out as his body jumped into the canyon instantly.

“Bang!”

He rushed out of place and started to pant heavily, his spiritual consciousness had indeed started to feel strained from entering that place.

Without even wasting time, he left the places and headed straight for the huge stone stele, it was the reason for coming to this place.