remely high.Students of the Wushi Academy walked forward one by one, drawing their fingers across them to drip a drop of blood onto the Jade Stele of Heavenly Rankings. Afterward, they were sent to th...Mu Lingxi, the Rakshasa Princess, Qing Mo, Su Qingling, and Bu Ji all followed Zhang Ruochen towards the Ninety-Nine Sacred Mountains. Before them, stood a majestic ancient holy mountain, shaped like a turtle, emanating a powerful aura of icy coldness.

Gu Sheng's mountain top was covered with endless falling snow, which felt strange to Bu Ji. After all, hundreds of miles away, another sacred mountain was burning with flames.

Extreme cold followed by intense heat, a strange and unpredictable phenomenon.

"Entering this holy mountain, can one truly reach the location of the Merit Board Wall" Buji asked.

To find the answer, we must first enter this ancient sacred mountain.

Zhang Ruochin carried the Shenyuan Ancient Sword, walking in the front.

He released his psychic energy, maintaining a level of vigilance at 100,000%, prepared for any unforeseen dangers.

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After only thirty li, Zhang Ruochin felt that the gravitational pull around him had reached ten times that of the outside world.

All the cultivators dared not take it lightly, closely following Zhang Ruochin's footsteps as they trekked through the snow.

Su Qingling's fingers pointed to a spot on the middle of Shengshan Mountain, and she exclaimed in surprise: "Look there, there's an iceman."

Everyone stopped in their tracks and looked in the direction Su Qingling was pointing.

The ice man's location was over fifty miles away from them, but even with layers of cold air separating them, a saint's vision could still make out the ice man's features.

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A gleam appeared in Bu Ji's eyes as he said, "That is the sect master of a major sect from the Dao Prison Realm named Qiu Wanli. His cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Saint Realm. I met him not long ago in the Ancestral Spirit Realm and almost fought him. I didn't expect that he had died here on this Iceberg Holy Mountain."

"Are you sure that person is Qiu Wanli" Su Qingling asked.

"...Hmm."

Su Qingling had also heard of Qiu Wanli's name. She knew he was a top expert in the Blade Prison Realm. Even such a powerful figure died in Shengshan, which made it hard for her to remain optimistic.

"Qiu Wanli probably wasn't the only one to enter Shengshan. It's very likely that the cultivators of the Dao Prison Realm also figured out that you could reach the Merit Wall from here," Zhang Ruochin said.

Su Qingling nodded and said, “I’ve heard that the White-clothed Fang Yi from the Blade Prison Realm is in the Whale River Basin, but no cultivator has ever seen him. Perhaps Fang Yi has already entered the Sacred Mountain ahead of us. Everyone must be more careful. Fang Yi is a terrifying figure. If we encounter him, we must avoid his edge.”

Upon hearing this, the Rakshasa princess let out a disdainful chuckle.

Su Qingling obviously disliked the Rakshasa princess. With a cold snort, she unleashed her Holy Spirit domain. In an instant, seventy-two halos of holy aura appeared, enveloping her at the center and defending herself first.

The eyes of the Rakshasa Princess stared at Zhang Ruochin and said, "There is a group of human saints following us behind. Should we deal with them first"

Zhang Ruochen glanced back and then shook his head, saying, "Since they want to follow, let them follow!"

The Nine Nether Sword Saint and his three disciples, were following Zhang Ruochin and the others, about ten miles behind.

Wang Su's figure emerged from the blinding snow, her eyes narrowed slightly as she said, "Master, it seems Zhang Ruochen and the woman in green have discovered us."

"With their cultivation level, they didn't even notice that we were the odd ones out. Since they haven't made a move, we should just keep following them." The Nine Nether Sword Saint took a step forward and continued on.

After about an hour, Zhang Ruochen and the others walked more than fifty miles and arrived at the place where the Ice Man had stood previously.

"Hey, where did Qiu Wanli's body go It was right here just a moment ago, how could it suddenly disappear"

Qing Mo blinked her eyes, looking around.

Even Zhang Ruochin and the Rakshasa Princess showed solemn expressions, standing still, mobilizing their spiritual power, and carefully probing this space.

It is obvious that they have sensed a huge danger approaching.

"Hiss."

Underneath the thick blanket of snow, a faint sound arose, like some unknown creature grinding its teeth.

That voice, it kept shifting positions, moving at an incredible speed. Suddenly, it appeared under Bu Ji's feet, and instantly, a pair of snow-white pincers emerged from beneath the snow.

At the same time, a sound of sword cry rang out, Zhang Ruochin thrust his sword into Bu Ji's feet.

"Crackle."

The blood, a fiery red, welled up from beneath the snow.

When Zhang Ruochen once again drew the Chen Abyss Ancient Sword, a white scorpion with a pierced body appeared on the blade. It was about the size of a basin, and its two sharp pincers were about one meter long.

Within the white scorpion's body, a powerful holy power is contained. Its shell flows with intricate patterns of light. It struggles violently, emitting deafening cries. Waves of intense sound seem to threaten to shatter one's eardrums.

The lowest-ranked wood spirits, Xi and Qing Mo, were struck by the sound waves. Blood flowed from their ears, and they almost fainted to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen let out a cold snort, his arm shaking as he split the white scorpion's body in half.

"I told you, the weak don't deserve to be friends with the strong. They're only a burden," the Rakshasa princess rolled her eyes and said. "Let Zhang Ruochin send them back. The two of us will go retrieve the Merit Tablet Wall."

Su Qing's spirit was trembling with rage, her holy sword shaking in her hand. If it weren't for the terrifying strength of the Rakshasa princess, she would have already lunged forward with her sword.

"Who isn't a step-by-step growth from a weaker person Compared to figures at the level of Saint King, we are nothing but weaklings"

Zhang Ruchen said faintly, then walked to the corpse of the white scorpion. Using the tip of his sword, he pried open the scorpion's shell and searched for a while, frowning: "Strange, this scorpion is so powerful, how could there be no holy source in its body"

"That's a Netherfrost Scorpion."

Su Qingling's knowledge was vast; she recognized the origin of the white scorpion and continued, "Legend has it that the Nether Ice Jade Scorpion was born from the Netherwinter Water and can cultivate Nether Ice power within its body. A mature Nether Ice Jade Scorpion is incredibly powerful and capable of fighting against a half-step Saint King."

The Sacred King primarily cultivates the rules of the Saint Dao, so it's difficult to clearly define their realms. Generally, special instruments are required to measure the level of a Sacred King's cultivation.

In the Kunlun Realm, there is the Imperial Divine Ruler.

In the Heavenly Realm, the Nine Heavens Stairway is used to measure the realm of a Saint King. Therefore, the realm of a Saint King is divided into nine levels. With each step taken on the Stairway to Heaven by a Saint King, they ascend to a new realm.

The first step of the Holy King, the second step of the Holy King, the third step of the Holy King...

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As for the half-step Saint King, they are not true Saint Kings because their Saint Dao rules are not powerful enough. They are considered "above Saints, but not yet Saint Kings".

Of course, even so, a half-step Saint King is much stronger than a Supreme Saint.

The killed by Zhang Ruochin, the Nether Ice Jade Scorpion, had not yet reached adulthood and its strength had not yet reached the level of a half-step Saint King.

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"Look, Qiu Wanli's head is still in the belly of the Nether Ice Scorpion, not fully digested yet," Bu Ji said.

Inside the corpse of the Ice Jade Scorpion, there was indeed half a bloody skull.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes stared at the corpse of the Bing Jade Scorpion, squatting down and extending a finger to place it on the white carapace. "There is the aura of True Condensation Dew within its body," he said. "And...it should have been swallowing True Condensation Dew for many years. Could there be a large amount of True Condensation Dew hidden somewhere in this sacred mountain"

The Rakshasa Princess said: “It’s not impossible. You have to know, deep within the ninety-nine sacred mountains, a being close to a god is buried. Every mountain outside also definitely hides treasures. However, opportunity and danger coexist. Where there are more treasures, it is certainly more dangerous.”

Now, Zhang Ruochin only has about two thousand drops of Ningzhen Shenglu on him, which is not enough to cultivate to the middle stage of Zhen Saint. Therefore, if there is a large amount of Ningzhen Shenglu in this sacred mountain, it would be a huge temptation for him.

The eyes of the rest also became hot, if they could get a lot of True Condensation Dew, they could definitely break through their realms quickly. By then, would the Rakshasa Princess still laugh at them as weaklings

Zhang Ruochin extended a hand, checking the wounds on the Netherfrost Ice Scorpion.

Inside the wound, a blade of energy shot out, slashing across Zhang Ruochin's finger and leaving a shallow cut.

"Such formidable blade energy, even a remnant of its power can break through my flesh defenses."

Zhang Ruochin was secretly surprised, and then he stood up, looked ahead, and said to everyone: "This adult Nether Ice Jade Scorpion was killed half an hour ago, we are very close to the cultivators of the Dao Prison Realm."

"Moreover, within this adult Glacial Ice Scorpion's body, I detected a much stronger presence of True Condensation Holy Dew. This indicates that there is a high probability that this sacred mountain contains a vast amount of True Condensation Holy Dew."

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