As the aura spread out, Han Shan weakened even further, as if his Essence were being drained. He became even older.
The blue and white aura merged into the land mass and instantly, the Frost Soil began to change.
It was no longer just white, but glowed with a blue light. Its aura was completely shocking, and the coldness of it exploded up. The entire landmass began to tremble because of this ancient, archaic aura. It seemed to have existed for a very, very long time.
It had seen countless forms of life, and knew the warmth and coldness of the world. It had experienced life and death, and had existed throughout the ages. It seemed as if… this Frost Soil land mass which had previously not been true Frost soil, suddenly had transformed into that unique, true Frost soil which had once existed in the Ninth Mountain!
The white and blue aura was none other than the true power of the essence of Frost Soil Demon Emperor’s clone. Now that he had sent out this power, the land mass below truly was the real Frost soil.
The land shook as it suddenly began to crumble in on itself and grow smaller. As it did, it quickly became more refined and pure. If you were able to stand far up above the Bridge of Immortal Treading, you would be able to see this process happening.
The Frost soil which had once stretched out to cover the entirety of the Bridge of Immortal Treading, shrank down in the space of a few breaths. In one moment, Meng Hao could see the edges of the land mass.
After the space of a single breath passed, it shrank down to a mass of blue soil only three hundred meters wide!
The whiteness was gone; it was now pure blue. This was the true Frost soil which had given birth to the Demon Emperor in the Ninth Mountain!
In the blink of an eye, three hundred meters became thirty meters. Thirty meters became three meters. Finally… the three meter wide clump of dark blue Frost soil shot directly toward the vortex on Meng Hao’s right arm, merging into it.
Roaring filled Meng Hao’s mind as his body slowly floated up into the air. His hair whipped about, and an increasingly intense aura rose up from him.
Zhixiang backed up, her expression one of shock. Considering that she knew Meng Hao was now absorbing true Frost soil, she was thoroughly astonished.
It was at this point that the vortex on Meng Hao’s arm completely solidified into a blue Earth character. As soon as it appeared, an enormous land mass of Frost soil magically appeared behind Meng Hao.
Upon the land mass was a huge tree, which blazed with raging fire. Above the tree was a great metallic, golden river. This was a depiction of Metal, Wood, Earth and Fire!
Meng Hao’s Cultivation base soared. By now, it had completely sloughed off the Gold core. Meng Hao’s aura merged with the magical image behind him as immense power roared through him. As of now, if Xu Bai and Chen Mo, those two late Nascent Soul Cultivators, battled Meng Hao, it was easy to imagine how difficult it would be to determine who would live and who would die!
“Take my legacy, take my sword, and take my flagon,” said Han Shan. “Leave this place. If ever the day comes in which you can shake this bridge with your Cultivation base, then don’t forget to repay my kindness. If my wife and I are still here when you return, then I hope you can rescue us.” With that, Han Shan laughed. He was aged and decrepit now, but his will once again surged, a will which despised Heaven and Earth. He flicked his sleeve, causing an azure sword to appear. This sword had never left his side during the past three thousand years. But now, it turned into an azure beam of light that shot toward Meng Hao.
He flicked his sleeve again, and the alcohol flagon, seemingly filled with boundless sword will, also flew into Meng Hao’s hands. Meng Hao felt his heart stirring. He looked up at Han Shan, somewhat in a daze.
เป็นออร่าที่แผ่ออก ชานฮั่นอ่อนแอยิ่ง เป็นถ้าเค้าเขาได้ถูกระบายออก เขาเป็นแม้เก่าสีฟ้า และสีขาวกลิ่นอายผสานเข้าไปในแผ่นดินได้ทันที และมวล ดินแข็งก็เริ่มเปลี่ยนแปลงก็ไม่เพียงขาว แต่สวมแสงสีฟ้า ออร่าความน่าตกใจอย่างสมบูรณ์ และความหนาวเย็นของมันขยายขึ้นมา ทะเลสาบทั้งหมดเริ่มสั่นเครือ เพราะออร่านี้โบราณ โบราณ มันดูเหมือนจะมีอยู่เป็นเวลานานมาก มากมันได้เห็นรูปแบบนับไม่ถ้วนของชีวิต และรู้ว่าความอบอุ่นและความหนาวเย็นของโลก มีประสบการณ์ชีวิตและความตาย และมีอยู่ตลอดเวลา ดูเหมือนเป็นถ้า...นี้มวลดินแข็งดินซึ่งก่อนหน้านี้ไม่เคยเป็นจริงฟรอสท์ดิน ก็ได้กลายเป็นที่ไม่ซ้ำกัน จริงน้ำแข็งดินซึ่งเคยมีอยู่ในภูเขาเก้ากลิ่นอายสีขาว และสีน้ำเงินไม่ใช่พลังที่แท้จริงของสาระสำคัญของโคลนน้ำแข็งดินปีศาจจักรพรรดิอื่นได้ หลังจากที่เขาได้ส่งออกพลังงานนี้ มวลดินด้านล่างถูกดินแข็งจริงอย่างแท้จริงที่ดินส่ายขณะมันก็เริ่มจะสลายในตัวเอง และเติบโตมีขนาดเล็ก เป็นมัน มันได้กลายมาประณีต และบริสุทธิ์มากขึ้น ถ้าคุณสามารถที่จะยืนไกลขึ้นเหนือสะพานของอมตะ Treading คุณจะสามารถเห็นเกิดขึ้นกระบวนการนี้ดินน้ำแข็งซึ่งมีเมื่อยืดออกไปครอบคลุมทั้งหมดของสะพานของอมตะ Treading หดลงในพื้นที่ของกี่ลมหายใจ ในช่วงเวลาหนึ่ง เมงเฮาได้เห็นขอบของแผ่นดินมวลAfter the space of a single breath passed, it shrank down to a mass of blue soil only three hundred meters wide!The whiteness was gone; it was now pure blue. This was the true Frost soil which had given birth to the Demon Emperor in the Ninth Mountain!In the blink of an eye, three hundred meters became thirty meters. Thirty meters became three meters. Finally… the three meter wide clump of dark blue Frost soil shot directly toward the vortex on Meng Hao’s right arm, merging into it.Roaring filled Meng Hao’s mind as his body slowly floated up into the air. His hair whipped about, and an increasingly intense aura rose up from him.Zhixiang backed up, her expression one of shock. Considering that she knew Meng Hao was now absorbing true Frost soil, she was thoroughly astonished.It was at this point that the vortex on Meng Hao’s arm completely solidified into a blue Earth character. As soon as it appeared, an enormous land mass of Frost soil magically appeared behind Meng Hao.Upon the land mass was a huge tree, which blazed with raging fire. Above the tree was a great metallic, golden river. This was a depiction of Metal, Wood, Earth and Fire!Meng Hao’s Cultivation base soared. By now, it had completely sloughed off the Gold core. Meng Hao’s aura merged with the magical image behind him as immense power roared through him. As of now, if Xu Bai and Chen Mo, those two late Nascent Soul Cultivators, battled Meng Hao, it was easy to imagine how difficult it would be to determine who would live and who would die!“Take my legacy, take my sword, and take my flagon,” said Han Shan. “Leave this place. If ever the day comes in which you can shake this bridge with your Cultivation base, then don’t forget to repay my kindness. If my wife and I are still here when you return, then I hope you can rescue us.” With that, Han Shan laughed. He was aged and decrepit now, but his will once again surged, a will which despised Heaven and Earth. He flicked his sleeve, causing an azure sword to appear. This sword had never left his side during the past three thousand years. But now, it turned into an azure beam of light that shot toward Meng Hao.He flicked his sleeve again, and the alcohol flagon, seemingly filled with boundless sword will, also flew into Meng Hao’s hands. Meng Hao felt his heart stirring. He looked up at Han Shan, somewhat in a daze.
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