The massive transparent barrier resembled an inverted bowl placed over the ice plains, stretching endlessly as far as the eye could see, grand and magnificent.

Qin Yang stood atop the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, several kilometers ahead of this transparent barrier.

"There is actually a space barrier here, and it's so large."

Qin Yang's eyes were filled with indescribable shock.

Barrier, a method used by powerful cultivators to outline array patterns with their divine sense, sealing off a certain area of space.

Because of the myriad array patterns, the types of barriers are also diverse. The most common ones usually block cultivators' divine sense, conversations, and such. There are some special barriers that can isolate temperatures or conceal voids.

This barrier before him is extraordinarily grand, beyond sight, suggesting that the creator must be an immensely powerful being.

"I wonder who it was, to effortlessly set up such a grandiose barrier."

Qin Yang marveled inwardly.

"However, what is the purpose of this space barrier?"

Qin Yang looked through the enormous transparent barrier, into what lay beyond.

Though the transparent barrier stretched endlessly, it did not obstruct the view.

Within this transparent barrier lay a vast ice lake, equally beyond sight's reach.

Within the ice lake, the water was as smooth as a giant mirror, cold and still without a ripple, with visible chilling aura rising from its surface.

Qin Yang merely gazed at it, feeling an icy sensation penetrating his soul.

"This ice lake is truly too chilling."

Qin Yang thought in astonishment, as if the chill from the lake could freeze his soul. Then, his gaze shifted to the massive barrier.

"This barrier should be isolating the cold of the ice lake."

Qin Yang's eyes focused, and he formed a few theories in his mind.

However, this barrier must have been casually cast by a powerful being, and over thousands of years, the array patterns on the barrier had dissipated somewhat, weakening its function, allowing a small part of the cold to permeate.

The formation of ice on the stone walls within this icy plain and gorge might be caused by some of the cold seeping from the ice lake water.

These thoughts were described lengthily, but they occurred to Qin Yang within moments.

Swish!

Qin Yang traversed through the void, riding on the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword.

Behind Qin Yang, the silver-horned leopard's snow-white fur faintly glowed red, and demonic power surged in its limbs as it rapidly closed the distance between them.

"Damn it, this beast won't give up without staying close; I can only fight my way through!"

Qin Yang glanced back at the silver-horned leopard that was closing in, his face turning cold, with a hint of madness and ferocity in his eyes.

By now, Quinn Yang was nearly at the huge transparent barrier.

And the silver-horned leopard was only about a hundred meters away, an instant away.

Whoosh!

Resolute determination flashed in Qin Yang's eyes as he maneuvered the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword straight towards the barrier.

Buzz~!

The massive transparent barrier quivered momentarily, and the next instant, Qin Yang's figure pierced through into the barrier.

Hiss~!

The silver-horned leopard also charged towards the barrier, but its forelegs suddenly raised, emitting a hissing cry, its body halting in midair, choosing not to enter the barrier.

Just as Qin Yang entered the space barrier, a chill a hundred times colder than the ice plains, capable of piercing the soul, suddenly enveloped him.

Crack! Crack!

Frost quickly formed on Qin Yang's clothes, hair, and eyebrows.

Within Qin Yang, spiritual power seemed frozen, turning extremely sluggish, barely able to linger in the void.

Most terrifying of all, this chill seemed to freeze his soul entirely.

Buzz~!

Qin Yang stuffed two Primordial Spirit Pills into his mouth, the potent medicinal power spreading within him as he vigorously activated the Nine Revolutions Star Technique, a brilliant starlight radiated from his body, dispelling a portion of the chill.

However, this brilliant starlight only lasted for a moment, unable to withstand the chilling air, quickly dimming.

Qin Yang's eyebrows and hair turned icy white, his eyes gleaming with urgency as he frantically urged the Nine Revolutions Star Technique, barely holding off part of the chill, preventing himself from being instantly frozen into an ice statue.

"So... so... cold..."

Qin Yang's lips and face whitened from the cold.

With difficulty, Qin Yang turned his head to find the silver-horned leopard standing in the void, outside the transparent barrier.

Hiss!

The silver-horned leopard emitted a hissing sound, a hint of mockery passing in its glittering white eyes, gazing at Qin Yang within the barrier, yet it didn't depart.

"Luckily, this beast didn't follow inside."

At the height above the ice lake, Qin Yang felt incredibly cold, unable to channel much spiritual power anymore. Otherwise, with his current state, he might truly perish at the hands of the beast.

"But what is the true story of this ice lake?"

With a tightened expression, Qin Yang muttered, his intuition suggesting that the ice lake was not simple.

Qin Yang gazed forward at the vastness of the ice lake, noticing an obscure void rift at the edge of his vision.

"This ice lake should be the end of the Immortal Island, but what lies at its end?"

Qin Yang pondered to himself.

"Could it be... another... alternate... dimension?"

Qin Yang's hair and lips were entirely frozen white, gazing ahead, guessing silently.

Qin Yang swallowed two more Primordial Spirit Pills, which melted instantly upon entering his mouth, converting into spiritual power under the operation of the Nine Revolutions Star Technique.

But this was merely a drop in the bucket against the chilling aura emanating from the ice lake.

Crack! Crack!

Within moments of entering the barrier, ice began to form on the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, freezing the entire sword solid with cold.

Then, the ice started creeping up Qin Yang's legs, fusing them with the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword.

As Qin Yang channeled his spiritual power, trying to shatter the ice, he found his spiritual power had dwindled to less than a tenth, unable to break the ice.

Crack! Crack!

The solid ice swiftly continued spreading visibly, from his trouser legs to his lower legs, then thighs, waist, chest.

As the ice solidified, Qin Yang's consciousness also seemed frozen, gradually becoming blurred.

Thud!

The icy cold ice reached Qin Yang's neck, and now, unable to channel spiritual power, along with the frozen Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, Qin Yang's figure began to plummet towards the ice lake below.

"Do I really... have to die... frozen here?"

Though Qin Yang's thoughts and consciousness were affected in this cold void, he still felt a strong dissatisfaction or perhaps an obsession.

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