"Oh? Crown Prince, why are you completely unhard?" Lu Ancestor suddenly looked at Mu Rufeng in surprise.
The Sixth Ancestor and Seventh Ancestor, hearing this, looked towards Mu Rufeng and then glanced at the others.
The three ancestors of the Emperor Sovereign Realm all had blood flowing from their faces, while Mu Rufeng seed completely fine.
"No, Lu Ancestor, my head hurts a lot too." Mu Rufeng rubbed his head and said.
Of course, he was faking it; Mu Rufeng didn’t feel much at all. If there was any sensation, it was that the dragon’s roar was sowhat piercing.
"It should be that his soul power is strong, thus ignoring the spiritual attack." the Seventh Ancestor said.
"Enough, let’s not discuss this now."
"We don’t know where the Netherworld Cold Spring is, how should we proceed? Search separately or together?" the Sixth Ancestor said.
"Honored Ancestors, please do not separate. This is the Otherworldly Space, and staying together is the safest option, ensuring we can deal with any danger that arises."
Mu Rufeng, upon hearing this, imdiately spoke up to dissuade them.
He was joking, Mu Rufeng knew that in horror films, once people separate, sothing is bound to happen.
With the presence of three Emperor Sovereign Realm beings together, they could undoubtedly handle any danger with ease.
After all, in this world, there is no entity above the Emperor Sovereign.
"Rufeng is right, it’s better if we don’t split up. Let’s take the flying shuttle to search."
After being wrecked by the Dragon Corpse, he felt it was safer not to separate, then he took out the flying shuttle, and everyone imdiately entered it.
The Seventh Ancestor maneuvered the flying shuttle, swiftly traversing the Netherworld.
A quarter of an hour, half an hour, an hour passed.
The surrounding scenery transford from desolation to a land of strange stone forests.
Everywhere they looked, there were massive, peculiar boulders.
Throughout the journey, they did not find any traces of living creatures.
Not even a clump of wild grass or trees was seen.
Thus, the Netherworld Cold Spring was nowhere in sight, and the Netherworld Flower was even more elusive.
"Rufeng, you said your master, Xiaoyaozi, had water from the Netherworld Cold Spring. How did he acquire it?" the Seventh Ancestor inquired.
"I don’t know. My master didn’t say; he just told that there is a Netherworld Cold Spring in the Netherworld, gave so things, and left." Mu Rufeng replied.
"What did he give you? Take it out and see, maybe there’s a clue." the Seventh Ancestor suggested.
Mu Rufeng nodded and took out the Heavenly chanism Strategy and the flask containing the cold spring water.
"This is the Heavenly chanism Strategy, the supre secret manual of the Tianji Sect, and this flask contains the water of the Netherworld Cold Spring." Mu Rufeng explained.
"Hmm? The Heavenly chanism Strategy? May I take a look?" the Seventh Ancestor suddenly asked.
"Of course, Ancestor, please go ahead." Mu Rufeng imdiately handed over the Heavenly chanism Strategy.
The Seventh Ancestor took it and glanced at it.
The Sixth Ancestor and Lu Ancestor crowded around to look as well.
They just felt that the pages had many unrecognizable characters that kept flashing, shrinking, and enlarging, making them dizzy.
The Seventh Ancestor imdiately closed the Heavenly chanism Strategy and returned it to Mu Rufeng: "This secret manual is indeed incredibly mysterious; I cannot understand it at all."
"Yes, looking at it made dizzy." Lu Ancestor added.
"Headache, headache, even if you gave this to , I wouldn’t want it." The Sixth Ancestor rubbed his temples with an unsightly expression.
Mu Rufeng saw this and smiled, then put the Heavenly chanism Strategy away. When he first looked at it, he felt the sa.
Now, with his extraordinary comprehension, he could understand it better, though Mu Rufeng currently had no ti to study it.
Even if he studied it now, he would feel dizzy and his head would throb.
This manual requires significant talent.
The best approach is to start with a basic version from a young age, progressing step-by-step before cultivating the Heavenly chanism Strategy.
Reaching mastery truly takes a long ti; his master, Xiaoyaozi, officially mastered it only at the age of thirty.
He began cultivating at the age of five, training for twenty-five years.
"Pour so of the Cold Spring water out and see if there’s a reaction." the Seventh Ancestor suggested.
Mu Rufeng nodded and then poured a little onto his hand.
A surge of coldness instantly spread, though Mu Rufeng could still withstand it.
"This Cold Spring water seems to be drawn by sothing." Mu Rufeng suddenly remarked.
The Seventh Ancestor and others naturally noticed it.
They saw the water in Mu Rufeng’s palm slowly moving southeast.
"Could it be drawn by the Netherworld Cold Spring?"
"Possibly, give the spring water, let it guide us."
The Seventh Ancestor imdiately took the water, flicked a finger, and saw it fly and hover inside the shuttle.
Then the Seventh Ancestor quickly maneuvered the shuttle, heading southeast.
With the guidance of the Cold Spring water, they finally had a target, unlike before when they were aimlessly wandering.
However, at tis the shuttle’s speed was too fast, and the water’s guidance couldn’t keep up, leading to several course adjustnts.
But these had little impact.
In no ti, more than an hour had passed.
Guided by the Cold Spring water, they arrived at a place of extre cold.
Blizzards raged around them, the ground blanketed in snow, which had frozen solid due to the low temperature.
"The Netherworld Cold Spring should be here; the surrounding terrain and environnt are likely due to the Cold Spring." the Seventh Ancestor said.
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