Chapter 1009: Chapter 1036: You Can’t Rely on Anyone! (Second Update) Chapter 1009: Chapter 1036: You Can’t Rely on Anyone! (Second Update) Yang Zhen had entered such realms before, where the mighty ones used their Divine Power to refine a part of the world, whether it was removed from the main realm to become independent or re-refined based on the main world. However, there had always been at least some trace of living breath.

But in this vast world before him, Yang Zhen couldn’t sense any breath of living creatures at all, which was quite strange. Could this be a realm that had been abandoned?

Yang Zhen, alone, had been walking in this realm for a long time, past desolate mountains and rugged ridges, across rushing rivers, whether clear or muddy, yet he saw not a single living being, not even an insect.

By the tenth day, a hint of irritation had begun to form deep within Yang Zhen’s heart. What could be the cause of such a realm?

As the world grew increasingly colder, when Yang Zhen looked up, it had already turned into a glacial expanse; the vast landscape was covered with glacial rivers, and beneath the utter silence, only Yang Zhen was present.

After walking for an unknown duration, Yang Zhen suddenly felt a stir inside him. Not far ahead, a heavenly light descended from the sky onto the glacier, illuminating the icebergs like beacons of fire.

This heavenly light was incredibly pure, emitting a terrifyingly powerful aura that Yang Zhen had never seen before.

Yang Zhen leapt towards the direction of the heavenly light and arrived next to a giant, translucent mountain.

Beneath the infinite heavens and earth, the mountain’s height was unknown, and Yang Zhen could sense waves of danger emanating from it, which oddly thrilled him.

Damn it, danger was much better than a dead silence.

As Yang Zhen curiously approached the danger, the iceberg suddenly radiated a glowing light.

Vast heaven and earth, Yang Zhen stood before the ice mountain, tiny as a speck of dust. As he approached it, a glimpse inside revealed a person encased within the ice.

This discovery almost made Yang Zhen cry out in astonishment; he stared in disbelief deep into the ice mountain at the person who had been frozen for who knows how many years.

This was an old woman with her back to Yang Zhen. Her hunched body was radiant under the ice’s glow, showing no signs of old age but instead a vibrant vitality.

Yang Zhen gently knocked on the ice surface, put his hand to his mouth, and shouted toward the ice mountain, “Hey, old lady, can you hear me?”

After shouting several times and receiving no response, the person inside appeared to have been long deceased, and Yang Zhen also couldn’t feel any trace of life from the old woman.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to feel disappointed, a sigh gently echoed, “Young man, how did you come to be here?”

Yang Zhen, overjoyed, quickly replied, “I was sucked in by a vortex, old lady, are you trapped in there?”

“Trapped in here?” The voice came intermittently, elusive and hard to grasp, making Yang Zhen anxious, “Yes, I’ve been trapped here for I don’t know how long, but what can I do even if I leave? This path is ultimately meant to be guarded by someone.”

“This path?” Yang Zhen paused, puzzled, and asked, “Old lady, what is this place?”

The old lady’s words were confusing; no matter how you looked at it, this place seemed hardly a path. And if it truly were a path, then anyone who entered would be trapped as well?

As Yang Zhen stood confused, the elderly lady stopped speaking. When Yang Zhen shifted his gaze back to the old lady trapped inside the ice mountain, he was startled to find that he could no longer see through the ice.

The ice mountain was still as clear as ever, but the old lady’s figure had vanished. For some reason, Yang Zhen felt that the old lady had not left, she was still there.

What a peculiar old lady!

Yang Zhen muttered to himself, planning to leave this place to get a better look at the surroundings when his eyes nearly popped out.

“Eh? I guard my purgatory, you believe in your divine spirits, ideally, we should have lived peacefully without troubling each other. Yet, you, in the midst of death, managed to be reborn. Unexpectedly, when you returned… you had already turned towards that other shore…”
A voice as if mumbling to itself came through, sending chills down Yang Zhen’s spine. Looking around, all directions were filled with icy cold, sinking his heart further.

“Damn it, old lady, you must be mistaking me for someone else. I never believed in any divine spirits, nor have I ever died. Hey, did you create this ice?”

Yang Zhen looked speechlessly at the surrounding ice, still cracking and advancing towards him, the urge to roll his eyes growing.

What the hell is this? Merely out of curiosity to speak a few words with this old lady, and now he was about to be buried alive in the ice mountain?

Yang Zhen, having faced many great trials, was not someone to be easily trapped by these ice blocks. At once, he drew out the Great Missing Sword and forcefully chopped at the ice.

Clang!

A sound like the clashing of a golden spear rang out, sparks flew in all directions, numbing Yang Zhen’s hands and turning his face green.

“What kind of terrible ice is this? It can’t even be chopped by a holy weapon?”

Yang Zhen almost jumped up and cursed, patting the Great Missing Sword he said, “Come out and see if you can break through this thing?”

The Evil Shadow Black Glutton roared, the black mist on the Great Missing Sword all but disappeared.

Yang Zhen, utterly baffled, looked at the Great Missing Sword with an expression as strange as it could get, thinking, the Evil Shadow Black Glutton afraid?

The next moment, Yang Zhen realized, it wasn’t that the Evil Shadow Black Glutton was afraid of the ice, probably it just found the ice troublesome and didn’t want to waste time.

Just like that, in a moment’s delay, Yang Zhen was frozen in a very peculiar posture by the chilly ice.

“Son of a… At crucial moments, you can’t rely on anyone!”

Yang Zhen had thousands of alpacas stampeding through his mind, and facing this situation, he was utterly temperless; who knew where these ice blocks had come from. Now, here he was, entering a world devoid of all life, turned into an icy lump… not even able to squeeze out a tear.

The next moment, Yang Zhen was thoroughly bewildered.

Before his eyes, in a dim world, wherever he looked there were fierce Demon Qi, black light scorched the earth. Exactly speaking, it seemed like black flames fiercely burning in the air, falling on the ground, scorching the vast earth to a charred state.

Amidst the sky, endless thunderclouds rampaged violently, not with the roar of thunder dragons, but rather celestial fire descending from the sky. Among the endless waves of fire, figures struggled, roared, and bellowed furiously at the heavens.

Who were these people?

Yang Zhen had never seen such terrifying figures before, who seemed to have the power to destroy the heaven and earth with a mere gesture; yet under the roasting of the world, they were plunged into endless agony.

It was impossible to determine their cultivation levels, but Yang Zhen was certain that he didn’t stand a chance against any of them.

The terrifying roars were deafening, and with the fierce flames covering the sky and sun, Yang Zhen felt an overwhelming sense of nowhere to hide, even within this ice he was drenched in cold sweat.

Yang Zhen dare not stay in this environment any longer, if he lingered for long, he might end up like those terrifying powerhouses above, falling into hysterical madness.

Boom–!

Yang Zhen’s body ignited with terrifying waves of fire, with pale white flames melting the ice, though slowly, it was effective.

Netherworld Karma Fire!

The Companion Heavenly Fire inside Yang Zhen was released without reservation.

That was still not enough, Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire also appeared above Yang Zhen’s head, the fiercely burning Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire consumed all things, and almost instantaneously, Yang Zhen was able to breathe again.

A surprised exclamation came from all around, making Yang Zhen shudder, “Granny, is that you?”

“Boy, leave this place. This place isn’t for you. The gate to the purgatory is about to open, is about to open…”

The voice was choppy, as if coming from the Nine Nether Purgatory, and Yang Zhen suddenly snapped back to reality, his face full of absurd expression.

The surrounding gray world, where was the ice? Not to mention the impossibly high ice mountains.

Between the heaven and earth, everywhere incomplete rune patterns could be seen, shaking Yang Zhen to his core, these things, all were Heaven and Earth Rune Patterns, and the least were holy relics.

This world kept changing, which one was the real heaven and earth?