If Jiang Wang knew that Hu Shaong had obtained the Red Makeup Mirror for many years and had been afraid to enter the world inside the mirror with his soul, perhaps he would be more cautious today.
But there are no "ifs."
The Red Makeup Mirror was taken by murder, and no one told him about the taboos.
So he could only face the disaster!
In the vast snowfield, Jiang Wang traveled alone.
In the cold wind, his brows, eyes, and body beca more solid and clear.
He has always been decisive. Since his soul was trapped, he did not hesitate to put all his soul power into the world inside the Red Makeup Mirror.
Since he had to face the disaster, he couldn't hesitate.
He didn't know what the "Snowstorm Disaster" was, but he thought that with his damaged soul power, he couldn't possibly survive.
If his soul was damaged now, what future could he talk about? He had nowhere to seek help, and no one to seek help from.
Jiang Wang was not lacking in determination, especially in the face of danger.
Either his soul would be destroyed, or he would die here. Or... face the disaster and break through it!
The snow and wind grew colder.
In this world of snow where his soul was located, Jiang Wang simulated the effect of the Rosefinch Body Refining Technique.
His soul-congealed body seed to have a furnace inside. Warm and cozy.
The cold was temporarily dispelled.
The world seed to have his soul-congealed body as the boundary, with cold on one side and warmth on the other.
At this mont, Jiang Wang's almost frozen mind beca active again.
He began to think about the way out of this snowy world.
But it was boundless, with no end in sight in any direction.
There were no trees, only mountains and snow, with no landmarks.
Looking up at the sky, it was as blue as a huge and flawless water mirror embedded in the sky.
There were no clouds, no sun, and the light source was unknown.
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Jiang Wang tried to use his Dao technique to ponder, but after a long ti, the pondering grass could not take shape.
Trouble...
But he was not discouraged.
Based on his existing experience, the "Snowstorm Disaster" in the Red Makeup Mirror should be a test, and the result might correspond to the degree of control over the Red Makeup Mirror.
Since it was a test, it would not be a disaster. If the Red Makeup Mirror was supposed to kill whoever obtained it, there was no need for it to trigger a "disaster" in this form.
Perhaps there was no direction, no way out.
Or, the "way out" was here, without the need to search for it, and it was impossible to find.
Jiang Wang had a kind of enlightennt in his heart.
He pressed a fla flower on the ground, lting the snow into hard soil.
Jiang Wang stomped on it, making a loud sound.
The frozen soil was like a drum, with a heavy sound.
He stood still, rooted in place, and began to carefully ponder the mystery of the Rosefinch Body Refining Technique.
The Rosefinch was in the south, belonging to the fire of the Five Elents.
He specialized in the fire and wood lines, and had so understanding of the fire Dao.
Fire was hot, violent, and could also represent warmth and light. Its use depended on the heart.
At this mont, he was using the warmth of fire to resist the cold of the Snowstorm Disaster.
After an unknown amount of ti, large snowflakes began to fall from the sky, with considerable distance between them, not too dense.
Jiang Wang caught a snowflake in his hand and couldn't help but take a cold breath, feeling the piercing cold.
The snowflakes falling now were much colder than the snow that had been there before. It seed like they could directly freeze the soul!
The Snowstorm Disaster, the disaster of flying snow!
"It's best not to let these snowflakes touch ," Jiang Wang thought.
He looked up at the sky, watching the blue sky as if reflecting sothing, and the snow falling rcilessly.
There was only him in the world.
He moved.
His right hand ford a sword with his fingers, as if dancing with a sword.
He floated and turned in the flying snow, without a single flake touching him.
The snow fell faster and denser.
Jiang Wang turned faster and faster, running faster and faster.
For a while, the entire world of snow was filled with the figure of Jiang Wang dancing with a sword.
And the snow fell.
The snow fell heavily, densely.
The sword light suddenly moved left and right, engaging in a fierce battle.
This person was using snow as an enemy!
After an unknown amount of ti, the snow finally beca so dense that there was no space left for anyone to avoid it.
A fla flower blood above his head, lting the snowflakes.
A snowflake lted into a ball of water and fell on him.
Jiang Wang knew that this water must not be touched, so he hurriedly avoided it.
He ford hand seals continuously, and the green vine snake erged from the ground, intertwining and connecting above his head.
Could the vine snake entwining the wall be a shelter from the snowstorm?
The answer soon appeared.
Almost as soon as the snowflakes fell, the vine snake wall disintegrated into wood-elent energy.
This Snowstorm Disaster seed to counteract Dao techniques, and Jiang Wang's defensive Dao techniques were not strong, which might be the reason.
Since all thods were ineffective, Jiang Wang simply sat cross-legged.
The Basalt Body Refining Technique, the vigorous vitality of the wood Dao.
The Rosefinch Body Refining Technique, the beginning of the fire Dao's life.
The White Tiger Body Refining Technique, the decisive killing intent of the tal Dao.
The Basalt Body Refining Technique, the broad-mindedness of the water Dao.
Life and death rotated, and the four spirits converged.
But the Snowstorm Disaster seed to never stop.
The flow of ti and the movent of space both required a reference point to be manifested.
In this silent, eternal, and unchanging snowfield, ti and space seed to lose their aning.
At first, he could still hear the sound of the wind and feel even the gentlest snowflake.Slowly, he couldn't hear or feel anything.
Jiang Wang turned into a snowman.
The snow deepened and thickened, gradually burying him.
He rged with the snow, as if he had beco a part of the snowfield.
Perhaps, the souls trapped in the mirror's snow world were originally a part of the snowstorm. Now, Jiang Wang was becoming one of them.
The first to notice the problem was Xiao Xiao.
She ca to find Jiang Wang to report on town affairs, most of which she could handle herself. Only when it involved Jia City and the Four Seas Trading Alliance did she need Jiang Wang's advice.
However, Jiang Wang entered the room and didn't co out for a whole ten days.
It was common for cultivators to seclude themselves and lose track of ti. However, Jiang Wang hadn't inford anyone beforehand, and the plague in Qingyang Town hadn't completely passed, so it wasn't the ti for him to seclude himself in peace.
On the eleventh day, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but push the door open and enter the room - as Jiang Wang's personal maid, she was the only one in Qingyang Town who could enter his room without causing a misunderstanding.
After all, she had spent many days cleaning up Jiang Wang's room.
Seeing Jiang Wang sitting on the bed, holding a mirror, completely stiff, she was almost scared out of her wits - if she hadn't tentatively listened and heard his faint heartbeat.
The heartbeat was very weak and slow, but it was there.
She realized that Jiang Wang might have encountered a problem in his cultivation, but she knew nothing about it and didn't know where to start.
After thinking it over, she quietly went to find Zhu Biqiong.
Among the other Transcendents in Qingyang Town, the two dical cultivators sent by the Heavy Mystery Family should have had the greatest impact in this situation.
But Xiao Xiao wasn't familiar with them and couldn't trust them. She even lacked trust in the Heavy Mystery Family.
Before, an old man from the Heavy Mystery Family had confronted Jiang Wang and was slapped away by him. She rembered it vividly.
If these two dical cultivators had ill intentions...
Among the three remaining Transcendents on Jiang Wang's side, Zhang Hai was almost obsessed with alchemy, but he still had so knowledge of dicine. However, in Xiao Xiao's view, his heart was only set on the elusive divine pill, and he lacked loyalty to Jiang Wang. At this critical mont, trust couldn't be placed in him.
As for Xiang Qian, she wouldn't even consider it. Not long ago, Xiang Qian publicly questioned Jiang Wang's efforts for Qingyang Town.
Xiao Xiao was a cautious person and lacked trust in this world.
The reason she chose to seek help from Zhu Biqiong was that, first, she was learning martial arts from Zhu Biqiong and was relatively more familiar with her, understanding her naive and carefree nature.
Second, she knew that Zhu Biqiong had no significant interest in Jiang Wang, and she herself was not lacking in resources. The possibility of causing danger was relatively low.
This was the safest choice she considered after weighing the options.
When Zhu Biqiong saw Jiang Wang's condition, she was also at a loss.
She tried to transfer Dao Yuan to Jiang Wang and gave him a pill from the Diaohai Tower to stabilize his condition, but it was all in vain.
Jiang Wang remained sitting there, as if made of clay and wood.
Zhu Biqiong was a cultivator at the Transcendent Realm and knew not to touch the mirror in Jiang Wang's hand. But other than that, she didn't know what to do.
Seeing her also at a loss, Xiao Xiao beca even more anxious and couldn't help but ask, "Should we go and find a dical cultivator?"
With Zhu Biqiong guarding by her side, Jiang Wang's safety could be assured.
"This is not a problem that dical cultivators can solve," Zhu Biqiong shook her head, pointing to the small mirror in Jiang Wang's hand. "He is now trapped in this mirror, and I am not familiar with the situation. I dare not enter rashly, for fear of making things worse. From the current situation, he can only rely on himself to get out."
"Can he get out by himself?" Xiao Xiao asked anxiously.
But she quickly added, "He can, Master will definitely be able to!"
"Right," Zhu Biqiong said, "In the Transcendent Realm, Jiang Wang is the strongest cultivator I have ever seen."
She didn't know if this would be of any help to him in getting out of the mirror, but it was still a comfort. Whether for Xiao Xiao or for herself.
"Staying here is useless. Let's go out and think of another way."
In the realm of Transcendents, Zhu Biqiong was the experienced one, so she appeared more mature at this mont - while Xiao Xiao was starting to feel lost.
When they pushed open the door, both of them were stunned.
Because Xiang Qian was outside the door.
Obviously, Dugu Xiao had quietly brought Zhu Biqiong over to see Jiang Wang, not wanting anyone to know about the anomaly, but he couldn't hide it from Xiang Qian.
"What happened to Jiang Wang?" Xiang Qian asked directly.
The atmosphere suddenly beca tense.
Xiao Xiao bit her lip and didn't speak, while Zhu Biqiong secretly prepared her illusions.
Seeing their cautious appearance, Xiang Qian realized what was going on.
He took a step back, showing that he had no ill intentions. Then he turned around, sat on the ground, and said to Xiao Xiao and Zhu Biqiong, "Miss Dugu, you are the person Jiang Wang trusts the most here. From today on, I will guard this place, deciding who can enter this room and who cannot. Your word is final."
Xiang Qian was not soone who was good at expressing himself. Encouraging people to die, encouraging people to give up... except for these desperate tis.
When the money manager of the Four Seas Trading Alliance ca to hold him accountable, he only said one thing - he actually felt that explaining was aningless. He didn't think Jiang Wang would believe him, or rather, he would choose to believe him before the pressure from the Four Seas Trading Alliance.The reason he offered that extra explanation was probably just because of the child who had eaten the egg, because of his smile.
He truly hadn't expected Jiang Wang to take on the matter without hesitation, and not even a word of bla was directed at him. Even Zhang Hai, who was completely uninvolved, had half-heartedly complained about him.
Weren't those two hundred Dao Yuan Stones said to be compensation, also a sign of trust in him?
Back then, he didn't even say thank you, and now he wouldn't show any resolve either.
His very presence here was the resolve.
After a brief mont of stunned silence, he finally said, "Oh."
End of the excerpt.
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