Chapter 687: Joining Forces To Complete The Mission (2)

Chapter 687: Joining Forces To Complete The Mission (2)

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed. Wu Yuan's mana body left the hall, proceeding to the spacetime teleportation array in space with practiced ease. Then, he entered the mission waiting area.

Hum! Invisible spacetime fluctuations enveloped him.

Wu Yuan felt the spacetime around him intersect, and then a silver-armored figure and a black-robed figure appeared in the space. It was Zhuo Haiyue and Kou Lei.

"Daoist Ming Jian has arrived," Kou Lei smiled.

"I've kept you two waiting," Wu Yuan said.

"I just arrived as well," Zhuo Haiyue said coolly.

Perhaps due to Kou Lei's presence, she was as taciturn as ever, less talkative than when chatting alone with Wu Yuan.

The three conversed briefly, confirming the details of their plan.

"Alright, we've made thorough preparations," Kou Lei smiled. "But as a final reminder: within the Snow Devil Cave, prioritize survival and escape."

Wu Yuan and Zhuo Haiyue both nodded slightly.

With that, the three agreed to start the mission, and a vast spacetime fluctuation instantly enveloped them.

They vanished from their original spot.

...

The Snowlight Mist Realm was the general location they were heading to, though several regions it encompassed were highly dangerous.

Hum~ A powerful spacetime fluctuation rippled through a relatively unremarkable area. As it dissipated, three figures appeared.

They were Wu Yuan, Kou Lei, and Zhuo Haiyue.

Whoosh! Whoosh! The wind howled fiercely.

It's so cold! Wu Yuan stood in the air, instantly feeling the biting chill. This cold didn’t just affect the body, but seemed to target the soul, causing the soul itself to tremble.

However, Wu Yuan was still relatively fine.

Hmm? Wu Yuan noticed that Zhuo Haiyue’s expression had grown even more frigid.

"Haha, given that Brother Ming Jian's mana body can endure the conditions here, your soul must be quite powerful, already reaching the level of Divided Soul Will. We’re now in the Inner Region of the Snowlight Mist Realm, where the air is soul-chillingly cold," Kou Lei laughed.

His build was imposing, his vital aura vigorous, seemingly unafraid of the icy cold. As a Sixth Tribulation High Deity, his physique was extremely sturdy.

"Mm," Wu Yuan didn't explain much.

The term ‘Divided Soul’ carried different meanings for soul and mana cultivation.

In mana cultivation, it referred to splitting the Soul Will into multiple divisions, enhancing a High Immortal's ability to control artifacts and significantly boosting a High Deity's or High Eldritch's resistance to soul attacks.

On the other hand, the Divided Soul level of the soul itself, also called Divided Soul Will, was the final step before the soul transformed into an Immortal Soul.

"Haiyue, how do you feel?" Wu Yuan transmitted.

"I’m fine," Zhuo Haiyue responded, glancing at Wu Yuan. "My soul has reached the Divided Soul Will stage, yet my mana body can barely withstand it... your soul seems to be much stronger than mine."

Wu Yuan smiled, not explaining further.

It was the sixteenth day since Wu Yuan, Zhuo Haiyue, and Kou Lei entered the Frost Mist Sea.

Beyond the range of Wu Yuan’s detection floated a massive iceberg. The entire iceberg towered millions of li high.

It was worth noting that many colossal icebergs dotted the Frost Mist Sea, each potentially concealing treasures or dangers, impossible to bypass even from the Fragmentary Spatial Layer. Approaching these icebergs often brought great risk. As a result, throughout their journey, Wu Yuan and his companions had been carefully steering clear of the icebergs, cautious not to provoke any serious threats.

Deep within the iceberg's core, a massive face emerged from the icy layers, with four eyes that seemed capable of observing scenes billions of li away. It watched as two figures advanced through the Frost Mist Sea.

Interesting. That High Deity has returned? This time, he even brought an Earth Immortal along? Its four eyes focused on the figures, a gleam of amusement flickering in its pupils.

The last time we destroyed his mana body, the treasures we collected fetched tens of thousands of divine crystals.

And now he's back again?

Considering how far they've traveled, I imagine his vital ether is nearly drained again. He's powerful, sure, but no stronger than a Seventh Tribulation Archimmortal.

I'll inform the leader so we can set a trap and finish them. The massive face sank back into the iceberg, unnoticed by Wu Yuan.

Even though they were separated by billions of li, the creature's unique powers in the Frost Mist Sea allowed it to sense Kou Lei and his companion—but it was incapable of detecting Wu Yuan, who was residing in a higher spatial layer. Likewise, with the great distance and its concealment abilities, Wu Yuan was unable to detect it.

...

Kou Lei’s group pressed on for another half day. They appeared outwardly calm but remained on high alert. The deeper they ventured, the more treacherous the journey became.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Occasionally, mist droplets—a liquid-like substance—shot across the sky at high speeds. They were silent, nearly untraceable, and lethal. Even for an Earth Deity, a direct hit could be fatal.

Whoosh! Millions of li ahead of Kou Lei and Zhuo Haiyue, an arm appeared out of thin air, snatching up a peculiar, glowing crystal before disappearing again.

Another Froststone—worth about twenty divine crystals. Wu Yuan mused satisfactorily as he traversed the higher spatial layer.

These Froststones were a valuable commodity of the Frost Mist Sea. Over the last two weeks, Wu Yuan had gathered several dozen of them with his extraordinary perceptive abilities, worth over a thousand divine crystals in total.

Hm? Suddenly, Wu Yuan froze.

Thousands of li away in the Fragmentary Spatial Layer, several figures with formidable, overwhelming auras were swiftly navigating through layers of spatial fragment currents!

Their auras were tempestuous, completely unmasked! No, not unmasked, but rather, they were brute-forcing their way through a higher spatial dimension, incapable of concealing themselves.

Archimmortals... Seventh or Eighth Tribulation? Are they hunters? Wu Yuan’s pupils narrowed. He immediately withdrew his aura, standing completely still.

In higher spatial dimensions, one’s perception wasn’t reliant on Soul Will, but on one’s sensitivity to spatial currents.

Having grasped Space True Intent, Wu Yuan had the upper hand. His presence now felt as insignificant as a pebble on a riverbed—unless these figures came within a hundred li, they would be oblivious to his existence.

“Hunters?”

“Archimmortal hunters? What bad luck..." Kou Lei and Zhuo Haiyue paled when they received Wu Yuan's warning.

Though Kou Lei was on par with a Seventh Tribulation Archimmortal, navigating higher spatial dimensions was beyond his capability.

Several breaths passed.

Boom! Boom! Three enormous presences honed in on Kou Lei's group from a higher dimension, still unaware of Wu Yuan.

Rumble! Tens of thousands of li away from Kou Lei's group, the very fabric of space seemed to warp as golden light erupted like an exploding sun, swallowing Zhuo Haiyue’s lightning domain.

The battle had begun!