Urban Dominating Immortal Doctor

Chapter 868 - 862: Penglai Frozen Over (Part 1)

Buzz~!

Just as Qin Yang entered the essence blood suspended above the Ice Lake to cultivate, he was unaware that with the dispersal of the old turtle's divine thought.

Crack~!

In the sky above the Ice Lake, the enormous barrier also began to crack.

Those cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and two hours later, the entire barrier was covered in cracks.

Bang~!

The crack-covered barrier in the Ice Lake, under the erosion of cold air, suddenly shattered. Immediately, the enormous barrier turned into countless light spots and disappeared.

Within the Ice Lake, the immense cold air, no longer obstructed, started to spread around the island.

On the icy plains, the cold ice layer was silently thickening.

Crack! Crack!

As the cold air dissipated, the high stone walls in the long canyon, initially only the deeper stone walls were covered by ice layers.

At this moment, those spreading ice layers were rapidly extending onto the stone walls outside the canyon.

The moss covering the stone walls quickly formed a layer of frost after the cold air passed, and then was covered by ice.

The entire long canyon's stone walls were gradually covered by ice, making the several hundred zhang high stone walls appear like a glacier world.

The cold air passed over the long canyon and began to move toward the lush and beautiful grassland beyond.

Crack! Crack!

On the green grassland and in the clear streams running through it, the ice gradually formed.

At this moment, the silver-horned leopard resting by the river raised its head, sneezed, and shook its pure white fur like snow, reluctantly heading toward the dense forest beyond the grassland.

Compared to the dense forest, it still preferred the lush and beautiful grassland.

With the dispersal and spread of the immense cold air within the Ice Lake, the temperature across the Penglai Immortal Island began to drop.

Deep within Penglai Immortal Island, in the lush forest.

Nangong Feng, Nangong Chen, Nangong Feiyang, Elder Yue Chan, Zilan, and other members of the Nangong Clan were gathered together.

Previously, Nangong Feng, Nangong Chen, and others went to hunt down the wolf clan's prince Barrello and others.

However, after pursuing them for more than ten miles, the cunning werewolves escaped, and with powerful demon beasts deeper in, they dared not go further.

At this moment, there's already a layer of frost on the leaves and branches of the trees here.

"Father, why hasn't Brother Qin Yang returned from chasing that wolf clan prince?"

Zilan blinked her eyes, a tinge of worry showing in her bright eyes.

"I don't know."

Nangong Feng's gaze was slightly gloomy, as he shook his head.

"Zilan, don't worry too much. Young friend Qin Yang is powerful; he should have no problem dealing with that werewolf prince. Perhaps something delayed him."

Nangong Chen said.

"Alright."

Hearing this, Zilan nodded her little head and then suddenly shivered as she looked around, finding that all the trees around were covered with a frosty white.

"Why is it suddenly so cold here?"

Zilan hurriedly activated the spiritual power within her body, circulating the fire spirit power to dispel some of the coldness.

"Yes, it is indeed."

Nangong Feiyang's gaze slightly narrowed as he looked at the white frost on the nearby trees, nodding.

Even with his Innate Realm strength, he felt a penetrating cold that seeped through his protective true essence, chilling him to the bone.

"I don't know what's happening on this Immortal Island for such intense cold air to mysteriously spread. Perhaps the spatial rift is about to close."

Nangong Feng glanced toward the depths of the Immortal Island and said.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Just as Nangong Feng and others were speaking, beastly roars suddenly echoed from the depths of the Immortal Island, and those roars seemed to be approaching, getting closer and closer to them.

"Clan Leader, could it be that the cold air in the depths of the Immortal Island is more intense, so the demon beasts there are migrating inward?"

Elder Nangong Chen's eyes flickered with thought as he said.

"Hmm, that's very likely the case."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Feng nodded. At this moment, the frost on the surrounding trees had already thickened, the green leaves were stained with white frost, and the tree trunks were also covered with a thick layer of frost.

Everywhere in sight was icy white, and the beastly roars were getting closer.

"Let's go, this place is not suitable for a prolonged stay."

Nangong Feng said in a deep voice.

Although their strength was not weak, encountering those powerful demon beasts from the depths of the Immortal Island could result in damage, which was entirely unnecessary.

Additionally, their greatest gains from this trip were the Blood Essence Spirit Fruits. The Nangong Clan had already acquired six, along with some precious spirit fruits and spirit medicines, making this Penglai Immortal Island journey worthwhile.

"But Brother Qin Yang..."

Zilan's eyes were still tinged with worry, her intuition telling her that Brother Qin Yang might still be deep within the Immortal Island.

"Let's go, Zilan. Little Yang's strength is not inferior to mine. He should be able to handle any situation he encounters. Even if we were by his side, we probably couldn't help if he couldn't handle it."

Nangong Feng glanced at Zilan and said.

"Yes, I believe Brother Qin Yang will be fine."

Hearing this, Zilan thought for a moment, then bit her silver teeth and said firmly.

"Let's go. Something unusual must have happened on Penglai Immortal Island; this cold air cannot be underestimated. Let's head towards the exit."

Nangong Feng's gaze swept across everyone as he said.

As the cold air intensified, the surrounding trees had already formed a solid layer of ice, and from afar, the trees looked as if they were completely frozen.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

As the words fell, Nangong Feng's gang power surged, and he was the first to dash toward the dense forest ahead.

Nangong Chen, Elder Yue Chan, Nangong Feiyang, Zilan, and others followed closely behind.

Meanwhile, in another part of the dense forest, where the trees were lush, members of the Bordeaux Clan's werewolves, including Barrello, Ariel, and other werewolf dukes and counts, were gathered.

At this time, all these werewolves had transformed into human form because maintaining werewolf form for long periods also consumed their energy.

"Damn it, I swear one day I'll tear these ancient martial artists from Huaxia to pieces."

Barrello's face was extremely grim.

As a noble werewolf prince, he had never been hunted like this, losing several elite subordinates in the process.

"Barrello, our wolf clan must avenge this."

Ariel also looked disheveled at this moment, with traces of burnt golden wavy hair, and her aura was quite weak.

"Where's Amos? Why hasn't Amos rejoined us?"

Barrello's gaze turned toward the depths of the Immortal Island.

Werewolves have a keen sense of smell, and they can perceive each other to a certain extent. With so many of them gathered together, Amos had no reason not to join them.

However, Barrello only saw the cold air spreading in their direction, with frost already beginning to cover the surrounding trees.