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Above the vast sea, the ship heading to the polar regions was still moving forward.

Maureen stood on the deck of the ship, watching the sun rise and set, counting the days she had left the mainland.

In the past few days, she and the ship had experienced several extreme weather events. The number of demonic soul masters on the ship had also decreased due to these extreme weather events.

The originally crowded ship became somewhat deserted, but this was not Maureen's intention.

What Maureen meant was that her sister would disappear from her side for a while every night. When she came back, she would smell alcohol, sweat, and an extremely strong odor.

That kind of weird smell could only be found on a man's body.

The next morning, two or three male Demon Spiritualists would mysteriously die on this ship.

Their bodies were all black and scrawny, as if someone had drained them of their essence.

Maureen knew that it was definitely Mo Yan's doing, but she could only watch with heartache as Mo Yan left every night, powerless to stop her.

Every time Mo Yan left, her heart ached. She knew how Mo Yan sucked up those men, and this was a form of humiliation for women.

Therefore, Maureen could only stand on the deck every day, looking forward to arriving at the polar region as soon as possible, hoping that the right protector of the Seven Demons Sect, Yang Tian of the Saint Devil Palace, who was on good terms with her father, would have a way to dispel this weird fog from her sister's body.

Of course, during such a long voyage, Maureen would naturally think of the man who had made her sister look like this.

Thinking of the man with the evil grin on his face, sometimes cold, sometimes passionate, Maureen couldn't help but feel depressed.

With regards to Ling Xiao's hatred, Maureen had gradually faded away. In its place was an inexplicable and indescribable yearning.

"My woman?" When Maureen thought of Ling Xiao's words, a faint smile appeared on her face. Even she herself did not notice it.

However, Maureen would never forget to remind herself that this guy had harmed her father and sister. He had to go to the Demonic Saint Palace to become stronger and challenge that man again.

If he had been killed, it would have been better. Perhaps he wouldn't have to suffer so much.

If he killed that man …

Maureen forced a smile. It seemed unlikely.

As he let his imagination run wild, the days passed one by one, and the weather gradually became colder.

The white land was just ahead.

When the old captain leaned his ship against the edge of the polar ice, the remaining hundred Demon Soul Masters all jumped onto the ice and let out a long breath.

"We've finally arrived!"

Although devil soul masters always liked to be alone, at this moment, they couldn't help but hug each other and celebrate.

It was not easy to get here alive.

"I will always be here waiting for you to come back. Remember, don't keep staring at the white ice. Be careful of the cold." After the old captain gave his instructions, he went back to his captain's quarters to rest.

They were so excited that they didn't even pay attention to the captain's words as they walked toward the peak of the mountain.

There was an ancient saying on the continent of the Zenith Province, 'do not listen to the words of the old man, and you will suffer losses in front of you'.

After the group had walked for less than ten minutes, someone shouted, "Oh my god!" How come I can't see anymore! "

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I can't see it either! "

A dozen or so people rubbed their eyes desperately, hoping that this was just a momentary hallucination. But in less than a minute, a desperate look appeared on their faces.

"NO!" "That's impossible!"

Some of them were laughing and some of them were crying loudly. There was even a crazy guy who took out a big machete and waved it in every direction.

Poof * * Poof * * Poof * The two poor soul masters didn't expect this fellow to attack so suddenly, and were cut into two halves.

The fresh blood splattered on the white surface of the ice. It was exceptionally dazzling, but it caused the other Demon Soul Masters to feel slightly better.

The furious Demon Soul Masters all took out their weapons, or used their unique skills, to blast that crazy guy into smithereens, along with the blind Demon Soul Masters.

This was because they were afraid that their blind comrades would go crazy like that guy just now, so they decided to just kill them and get it over with.

This was the way Demon Soul Masters dealt their lives. They would rather kill by mistake than leave behind even the slightest possibility of danger.

Maureen shook her head. This world was getting more and more dangerous.

She had known for a long time that staring at the white of the polar regions would cause severe damage to the visual nerves and cause blindness.

As a result, Maureen had been very careful to release the dark green power of the Demon Soul from time to time, which was used to adjust her visual nerves.

Mo Yan was walking with her eyes closed, asking Maureen to lead the way, so the two sisters were very safe.

After the Demon Soul Masters killed their blind comrades, they remembered the old captain's words and could not help but fall silent.

They saw that Maureen and Mo Yan, who were at the very back of the group, were also following Maureen's example. They were using their multi-colored soul power to adjust their vision, preventing the white light from harming their visual nerves.

Walking like this, this pedestrian calmly reached the foot of the Demonic Saint Palace.

Soon after, another difficulty appeared before their eyes.

Although the path they had taken was cold, they were both devil soul masters, and their physiques were far stronger than mortals. This sort of cold was nothing.

However, from the beginning of the road up the mountain, the mountain was covered in snowflakes the size of a goose feather. The cold brought by this snowflakes entered into the bone marrow and into the soul.

After walking for less than five minutes, the mountain had not even reached a tenth of its original size. A dozen demonic soul masters who were still fine fell to the ground as they walked.

When the people behind them helped them up, they discovered to their astonishment that they no longer had any signs of life, not even soul power fluctuations.

This meant that the souls of these people had been frozen, and they were as dead as they could be!

So this was what the old captain meant by "defend against the cold"!

"Oh my god!" Immediately, there were a few people who could not stand the excitement and turned around to flee down the mountain.

Unfortunately, the more they panicked, the weaker their soul consciousnesses became. They hadn't run far before these people fell to the ground, unable to get back up.

"If you advance, you die. If you retreat, you die. It's better to move forward!"

The rest of the Demon Soul Masters had thought through all of this and immediately steeled their resolve to continue forward.

As a result, they walked for a long time without falling down.

However, their cultivation had already become an obstacle for the Demon Soul Masters. They were still unable to withstand the freezing cold, and eventually collapsed at the foot of the mountain towards the Saint Devil Palace forever.

"The snow is falling strangely!" Maureen stared at the snow beneath her feet. The moment it fell on the ground, it disappeared without a trace. It did not seem like a normal snowstorm at all.

Maureen taunted, "Sister, don't worry. With me here, no snow will be able to stop us! Mountaineering? "Who said I had to go up? Even if I flew up, who could do anything to me?"

Maureen knew the rules of the Saint Devil Palace. She was only allowed to walk and was not allowed to fly. She quickly advised, "Yan'er, don't act recklessly …"

How could the current Maureen compare to Mo Yan's speed? As soon as Maureen's words left her mouth, Mo Yan flew into the air. His entire body was wrapped in a layer of blue soul power as he flew toward the peak of the mountain.

"Haha, I want to fly! If you have the ability then bring me down!" Mo Yan laughed crazily, in the blink of an eye, she flew forward over 1000 meters!

Maureen quickly ran to catch up with them. "Little sister, come down quickly …"

Maureen's words were always spoken half a beat slower. As soon as she said them, a hail storm rushed in front of Mo Yan and struck her body!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH@@

Even if she was a Blue rank Demon Soul Master, she would only lose all feeling in the face of this hailstorm!

The insolent Mo Yan could no longer fly, she was like a bird with broken wings, falling from the sky.

Maureen rushed forward anxiously, wanting to catch Mo Yan but it was too late.

Without any soul power to protect him, unless he was a Soul Link Master who specialized in body strengthening, falling from dozens of meters in the sky would result in severe injuries at least if he didn't die.

"Yan'er!" Maureen shrieked. At this moment, a green figure appeared out of thin air and caught Mo Yan in mid-air before landing steadily on the ground.

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