Chapter 399: Chapter 398 Frozen
The aura within the deep pit was dark and piercingly cold, blowing over his body as if it could penetrate his entire being. Moreover, this aura was not just cold; it seemed to harbor a power capable of invading the soul.
Initially, Wang Yan could comfortably resist this dark aura, but as he continued progressing, the aura grew colder and colder.
Eventually, Wang Yan had to rely on the Power of Demon Patterns to fend off this aura, which prevented him from freezing stiff.
Walking along, Wang Yan surveyed his surroundings, noticing that this deep pit was a round passage, large and wide, about several dozen meters in height and width, a space wide enough for three trains to run abreast.
Moreover, the soil surrounding the deep pit was exceedingly smooth, as if sculpted by hand.
If it was indeed sculpted by hand, who would have established such a massive pit beneath the bustling district of Wanghai City?
Even if someone had the leisure to construct such a pit, without decades of effort, it couldn’t possibly be completed. And once completed, what purpose would it serve? What was the reason for this extremely cold aura?
Perplexed, Wang Yan quickened his pace in search of answers.
Though this deep pit seemed to extend continuously downwards, Wang Yan felt himself moving further away from the surface as he walked.
After covering several miles, Wang Yan still saw no end, as if this deep cave was endless.
However, the deeper he ventured, the more potent the cold aura became, making it unbearable for Wang Yan.
With no other choice, Wang Yan had to release all his Power of Demon Patterns outside his body, forming a protective barrier around himself.
Even so, after advancing a mile, tiny ice flowers began appearing on the surface of his Power of Demon Patterns, as if even this power couldn’t withstand the chilling cold, threatening to freeze solid.
Wang Yan was astonished, roughly estimating that he had covered several miles but hadn’t reached the pit’s end, feeling as if he had traversed only a small segment of this deep cave.
Wang Yan realized that this pit must have an end, but he was unable to reach it; perhaps he hadn’t even traversed one-tenth of the pit.
Thinking about this, Wang Yan couldn’t help but marvel at the world’s wonders, realizing that even with his prowess as a High-Tier Demon Master, he couldn’t fathom the pit’s end, showing that many secrets remained unknown.
Thinking about this, Wang Yan recalled his master, who had commanded him to reach the world’s pinnacle. Now, it seemed he was far from meeting his master’s expectation.
Wang Yan understood that relying on his current abilities, he couldn’t reach the end; forging ahead blindly wasn’t bravery but folly. Thus, he turned to return to the surface.
However, just as Wang Yan turned, his eyes swept across a round object laying a hundred meters ahead.
This deep pit was extremely dark, making things ten meters away indistinctly visible. But as Wang Yan turned, this round object seemed to move slightly, drawing his attention.
Wang Yan quickly turned back, instantly channeling Power of Demon Patterns into his eyes, looking closely ahead, indeed spotting a round object on the ground, seemingly a spherical stone.
This spherical stone was oval-shaped and about the size of a watermelon.
Wang Yan stared intently at this stone, experiencing a familiar sensation. Upon thinking carefully, Wang Yan realized that the powerful gust outside the pit that had rolled toward him emitted the same aura as this stone.
So, this was the true culprit.
Wang Yan rejoiced that his long trek hadn’t been in vain; the pit’s collapse was likely caused by this spherical stone.
With this in mind, Wang Yan immediately approached the stone.
Wang Yan was merely a hundred meters away from the stone, but after walking just ten meters, he felt freezing cold, trembling uncontrollably, incapable of resisting the relentless chill even with his entire body suffused with Power of Demon Patterns.
After persevering for another ten meters, his body’s surface had turned to ice, his eyelashes and eyebrows covered with frost, each step breaking the ice crystals layered over his body with a “crackling” sound.
At this time, Wang Yan was still eighty meters from the stone.
Horrified, Wang Yan realized that the further he ventured, the colder the pit became. Reaching the stone, he couldn’t imagine how cold it would be.
But with the stone so close, giving up now would be difficult to swallow. Wang Yan gritted his teeth, his entire Power of Demon Patterns surging out, a massive Wolf Pattern hovering overhead, the orange Soul Star rotating slowly, emanating Power of Demon Patterns downwards.
With this power guarding him, Wang Yan shouted and suddenly lunged forward, instantly covering ten meters. However, by then, his entire body was encased in half an inch of solid ice.
Wang Yan continued advancing, rapidly surging another ten meters.
The ice covering Wang Yan grew thicker, resembling a heavy suit of armor enveloping him.
At this point, Wang Yan was sixty meters from the stone.
If he continued charging ahead without reaching the stone, he’d be frozen solid before getting close.
Returning now was difficult to accept.
With the stone within reach, Wang Yan clenched his teeth, determination shining in his eyes.
With a loud roar, the Wolf Pattern atop his head suddenly returned within him, shattering and exploding the ice on his body, revealing a massive Gray Wolf breaking free.
This Gray Wolf fixed its eyes on the stone, stepping forward and charging towards it.
Fifty meters…
Forty meters…
Thirty meters…
Twenty meters…
With the Gray Wolf merely twenty meters from the stone, its mane froze solid, gleaming silver like rows of Ice Needles.
With only the final twenty meters remaining, the Gray Wolf let out a long howl, stamping the ground and leaping towards the stone, flying through the air.
Yet as the Gray Wolf glided in mid-air, the ice on its surface thickened more and more.
Unable to retreat in mid-air, it had no choice but to let the ice grow thicker.
By the time it landed near the stone, the Gray Wolf had transformed into a giant ice block.
A “plop” sound was heard as the ice block fell to the ground, encasing the Gray Wolf tightly within the ice.