The danger was not just expanding on the ground, but also looming large in everyone's eyes.

A sudden extreme terror filled everyone's hearts.

"Run!" Gu Lianni, with trembling eyes, suddenly yelled, and a group of people followed her rushing into the sky, no longer caring about Shi Chun.

"Run!" shouted Shi Chun.

"Run!" Xu Anzhang also shouted loudly.

As they dashed out, they all rode the Wind Scales to flee.

Wu Jinliang, who just happened to have a Wind Scale, quickly harnessed it to take Shi Chun and the rest of the Mingshan Sect away at speed; he did not concern himself with Xu Anzhang and the others.

Because Xu Anzhang reacted faster, he first rode the Wind Scale away with the Four Cauldron Sect group, without waiting for Shi Chun and a few others.

What happened next was exactly what they feared.

The inverted bowl-shaped light shield suddenly crumbled, just as everyone had escaped in that critical moment, and then it erupted like a volcano.

Boom, the earth shook and the sky trembled, no one knew how many icebergs and blocks were blasted into the sky—an immeasurable amount, an unimaginable amount, as if to fill the entire Ice Field. Under the Ice Jiao's full-force thrashing, they shot up into the sky and outward in all directions with an unparalleled force.

Whether it was those who flew high into the sky or those who fled into the distance, many were still affected.

As they fled, Shi Chun and the others saw several icebergs flying past them, and then their figures violently swayed within the wind scales. Behind them, there was a clanging noise, and on looking back, they saw an iceberg had caught up to them, smashing through the spinning wind scales' scales behind them, and the flying group immediately lost balance.

The iceberg came down directly, covering them as it crashed down. If they were hit by such a huge object, with their level of cultivation, there was no hope of surviving.

This scene nearly scared everyone out of their wits, at the very least, they were rendered utterly helpless.

Only Shi Chun exhibited a fierce determination in the face of a hopeless situation. In mid-air, he twisted his body and desperately tried to save himself. In a rushed moment comparable to pulling a rabbit out of a hat, he conjured a Big Gourd with a palm thrust and slammed it into the descending giant iceberg.

The iceberg continued to smash down towards them.

The crumbling Wind Scales smashed the Mingshan Sect group to the ground, where they tumbled. Amid the blinding snow, they watched with wide eyes as the surviving iceberg rolled down right towards them, frightening them into scrambling away.

Then they suddenly realized something was amiss. Turning their heads, they saw the huge iceberg that had already touched the ground suddenly come to a halt—not completely crashing down.

The continuous explosions blew past them on either side, with large and small ice chunks constantly striking the ground, shaking the earth continuously. The crevices spread across the icy surface, and the resulting shockwaves were so loud they could blow low-level monks away.

Yet, the Mingshan Sect group, caught in the angle below the suddenly stationary iceberg that was about to roll over them, managed to avoid the cataclysmic battering and impact. Looking to either side, like being in a storm, it felt like witnessing the end of the world, where the snow and wind could cut through skin.

They could still hear and feel many dense attacks of varying sizes, all blocked by that tipped iceberg, protecting them like chicks shielded by a hen.

Even though the ground beneath them cracked and bulged due to the impact from the surrounding attacks, the large iceberg above their heads remained perfectly still, shielding them from all assaults.

This was the residual power of the Ice Jiao's violent strike.

Wu Jinliang held his broadsword firmly on the ground, his hand shaking slightly as he braced himself on the blade, grateful that the large iceberg had saved their lives.

The situation had become too urgent just before, the Wind Scales had lost balance and were flipping wildly, plus the blizzard obscured their vision, everyone's sight became chaotic, and nobody saw clearly what Shi Chun did in his desperation, not even Wu Jinliang himself.

Chu Jingtang, Tong Mingshan, Hao Ji, and Shen Moming's legs also shook slightly, as if they were being blown by the piercing cold winds.

They were all as pale as ghosts, scared stiff.

Tong Mingshan was somewhat better off, having prepared himself for a desperate situation upon entering in search of the Divine Fire.

Chu Jingtang, Hao Ji, and Shen Moming just felt utterly wronged; this was too terrifying. Back in their original sects, they only faced challenges from other sects or took on some risky tasks, and dangers were generally within controllable limits. Their sects wouldn't easily let them take risks they couldn't defend against; often, the tasks assigned matched their strength.

They had never anticipated playing such a risky game as now, truly beyond description, where every move seemed to be a mad dash on the road to death itself, and indeed, on the path to suicide.

What was this all about? They had entered not long ago and had already been through such a crisis twice. Once below the Iron Forest, escaping from the fierce flames in a frantic terror, and now, truly, they were thankful to heavens for temporarily saving their lives.

Shi Chun quickly took out an ice sheep and swiftly exchanged breaths for himself; he had just been terrified.

The Shudao Mountain group that had flown upward was not so fortunate. The chaotic upward forces eventually knocked some of them down.

The group that had charged into the dark clouds in the sky now found those impacts clearing the clouds above, revealing a dazzling starry sky. Beautiful starlight streamed down like beams through the opened dark clouds, and Gu Lianni and the others sensed this, looking up at the stars in an instant.

The momentary beauty almost made everyone forget the danger below.

"Woo-ho—" an angry roar sounded.

The Ice Jiao, like a flying dragon, burst out from the exploded ice and climbed towards the sky. No one knew if it was flying or crawling on those blasted icebergs. When necessary, it even dismissed those obstructive icebergs as if they were nothing, diving straight through them as if it were piercing into water.

Clearly, his speed weaving through the ice was even faster.

The head of the Ice Jiao chased after Yuan Yao, who was holding the Divine Fire.

Just as "the dragon soars in the sky," a sword strapped to Gu Lianni's back burst forth with a blue light, unsheathed with a swish, and drew a blue rainbow arc.

With a cold and stern look, Gu Lianni pointed into the air; Wind Scale quickly opened a gap, a blue rainbow light burst forth, descending from the sky like a meteor, striking the Ice Jiao's head with earth-shattering force.

Boom, antlers broken, the Ice Jiao's head sank heavily.

The blue rainbow, like a stream of light, instantly penetrated the Ice Jiao's head, the process of the light streaming through the skull was clearly visible inside its head.

Struck by the blow, the Ice Jiao whimpered mournfully, its body flipping as it smashed towards the ground...

The group from the Four Cauldron Sect was lucky – they weren't attacked by the exploding icebergs at the start and had a moment to catch their breath. Once Wind Scale picked up speed, they raced against the incoming attacks like a contest and finally escaped the aftershock without falling.

Those who had escaped danger without harm turned their heads in time to witness Shi Chun's group being swallowed up by the unstoppable force and couldn't help but inhale sharply at the thought of surviving such an attack.

"Alas!" Xu Anzhang sighed, seeing the blasting forces spreading in all directions had stopped, and their remnants could no longer harm them, so he steered the Wind Scale to a stop.

Then, the group witnessed the scene of the Ice Jiao being severely injured by the blue rainbow from afar.

Someone asked, "Brother, should we take this opportunity to look for Shi Chun and the others?"

Xu Anzhang countered, "Do you think they could still be alive? They also had Wind Scale, if they were still alive, why wouldn't they show themselves? Forget it, let's go. Whether Shudao Mountain wins or that monster wins, if we are discovered, it would be enough trouble for us. Let's leave immediately before the people from Shudao Mountain can get a clear look at us, before they know we're with Shi Chun and his group."

Previously, Xu Anzhang came to rescue out of desperation, pushed by Wu Jinliang, fearing that Shi Chun might fall into the hands of Shudao Mountain and spill secrets. Now that Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang were both down, there was no need to worry about leaking secrets, so he no longer needed to take this risk.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but curse Shi Chun's ancestors in his mind. He had heard the frantic cursing of Gu Lianni and really didn't understand what Shi Chun was thinking. He had long said to avoid provoking Shudao Mountain and not to act recklessly. Now, what good did it do to beg for mercy and fail?

If Shudao Mountain knew they were together, nine times out of ten, they would not let them go.

Another person asked, "Brother, where do we go now?"

Xu Anzhang replied impatiently, "Where else but back to the Iron Forest to continue our mission."

Saying this, they quickly rode the Wind Scale and fled into the night...

Once the barrage of attacks ceased, Chu Jingtang looked at the half-suspended iceberg overhead and said sarcastically, "If we had died just now, we wouldn't have felt a thing."

Essentially, he was complaining and had some grievances, tired of such life-threatening stunts that left him frightened in hindsight.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the sounds of a roaring fight and the Ice Jiao's mournful shrieks came from outside. They immediately leapt from beneath the iceberg, one after another onto the iceberg to watch the spectacular battle between the blue rainbow and the Ice Jiao.

Only Wu Jinliang was slow to join them; it was only then that he realized that the iceberg sheltering them was only partially touching the ground, and clearly, that was not its center of gravity.

With such a precarious balance, the iceberg itself wouldn't have been able to stand upright, let alone shield them from those violent attacks.

Only then did he realize it wasn't just luck – it was Chun Tian who had snatched everyone back from the brink of death at the critical moment.

He then leapt onto the iceberg and took a long look at Shi Chun but said nothing in front of everyone.

In the distance, where the battle raged, the Ice Jiao was repeatedly struck down by the blue rainbow, yet rose time and again to continue its assault, determined to fight to the death. The residual force of the battle brought gusts of wind mixed with snowflakes, cutting through the air like knives – even standing this far away, they had to cast spells to protect themselves just to withstand it.

The Ice Jiao's terrifying power was beyond doubt, and Shi Chun was astonished by the attacking prowess of the blue rainbow, prompting him to ask, "What is that blue rainbow light that keeps knocking down the Ice Jiao?"

Tong Mingshan said, "It must be a fifth-grade magic treasure that has been infused with an Artifact Spirit. Without being fifth-grade, it probably wouldn't be able to slash down the Ice Jiao so easily. But this Ice Jiao refuses to die and insists on a fight to the death; if that magic treasure's energy is depleted too much, the Artifact Spirit's power might be exhausted before it can recover, and it risks being defeated by the Ice Jiao."

"Fifth-grade Artifact Spirit treasure..." Shi Chun muttered thoughtfully, witnessing such an item for the first time.

Like the immobilization charm, a fifth-grade corresponds to the Earth Immortal level.

Yes, immobilization charms are also magical treasures, but they are disposable, unlike these treasures infused with Artifact Spirits that act like an Immortal with a metal body, capable of self-regenerating and reusable.

Such treasures are truly not for the average person; it is like having an Earth Immortal-level expert by your side at all times – the value of such an item is immense.

Shi Chun drooled with envy, exclaiming, "No wonder it cuts down the Ice Jiao as if slicing through vegetables."

Chu Jingtang reminded, "Master, let's not watch any longer. Let's take the opportunity to make our escape."

Shi Chun replied, "No hurry – seeing this situation, there's still a chance to smooth things over with Shudao Mountain. As long as Gu Lianni manages to slay the Ice Jiao and sees the Divine Fire, she'll realize my words are true. She was the one who misunderstood, and for the sake of finding more Divine Fire, she might choose to let bygones be bygones."

Speaking of partnership, he thought of the Four Cauldron Sect and suddenly turned back, "Damn, in the chaos of the bombardment just now, I wonder if there are any of the Four Cauldron Sect left alive."

Seeing him reluctant to leave, Chu Jingtang felt helpless, "Master, forget about the Four Cauldron Sect; I'm afraid An Wuzhi is already gone."

At this, Wu Jinliang and others who were used to coming and going without considering the loss of one of their group were taken aback. They looked around and indeed, An Wuzhi was nowhere to be seen, only the cold wind and snowflakes from the distant battle still hurtling their way.

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