Absolute Zero

"Your Majesty, what are you trying to do?"

Just as Xiao Lin approached the location on the map, Jie Geng suddenly became anxious and hurriedly chased after him to ask.

"Didn't you say that we should find the switch and turn it off?"

Xiao Lin walked calmly toward the Quicksand River.

But Jie Geng's face clearly showed panic.

"Your Majesty, you can just use your Soul Skill to attack. What are you doing over there?"

In Jie Geng's view, the Quicksand River in this Great Wasteland is comparable to nature itself, no, nature itself, and how could human power stop it?

Even a Titled Douluo would need to use Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill to turn off the switch.

If Xiao Lin were to walk over there and personally try to close the barrier, he might be swept away by the Quicksand.

But Xiao Lin didn't think so, "It's just a switch, what are you worried about?"

Xiao Lin was near the starting point of the Quicksand River, and looking out, he saw sand flowing at high speed on both sides.

These grains of sand are as fine as dust. Perhaps, as Jie Geng said, even a Titled Douluo powerhouse would be washed away because his power cannot be applied to the Quicksand.

If the Soul Master is too fragile, they might even be ground into dust by this sand.

But Xiao Lin was not afraid; he activated his Fiery Eyes of Truth to observe.

The sand in this Quicksand River is noticeably finer than the sand in other parts of the Great Wasteland.

In this case, there is only one possibility: the sand has been weathered and worn down more thoroughly.

So what causes this?

Xiao Lin guessed that the so-called Quicksand River and Desert Sunflower were actually a passageway that led in and out.

The sand flowing out from the starting point will enter the Desert Sunflower, and then the sand from the Desert Sunflower will flow out from the starting point.

This cycle continues, and the sand in the Quicksand River will become even finer and rounder.

Based on Xiao Lin's conjecture, Xiao Lin suspected that the Desert Sunflower itself was a powerful spacetime portal, or a Soul Tool.

A Soul Tool that can be used for teleportation.

Of course, if we were to speculate even more boldly, there might be a sizable dimension within the center of this sunflower.

It might be a naturally formed desert plane, or it might be a demiplane created by the Great Wilderness Ancient Kingdom.

If there's a switch, could it really be a demiplane created by the Great Wilderness Ancient Kingdom?

Soul Tool are probably more reasonable.

But why would the Great Wilderness Ancient Kingdom create such a Soul Tool?

"Your Majesty, what do you intend to do?"

Jie Geng asked with a face full of curiosity.

Having never witnessed a Titled Douluo Titled Douluo powerhouse in action, she had no idea how terrifying their power was.

For a moment, Jie Geng was filled with curiosity about this.

"Watch closely, this move will be quick."

Xiao Lin smiled faintly, glanced around, and after finding no other Soul Master present, he made his move.

It only lasted a moment.

Under Jie Geng's horrified gaze, a wisp of icy blue flame appeared in Xiao Lin's right hand.

Although it was flames, she sensed an extreme cold.

Even though she was wearing insulated and warm clothes, she couldn't withstand the sudden chill.

The next second, Jie Geng saw a scene she would never forget in her life.

Absolute Zero.

Xiao Lin gave a soft shout and gently placed his arm on the rushing sand river.

In an instant, accompanied by the flickering and spreading of Ice Blue Flame.

The entire starting point of the Quicksand River was instantly frozen in place.

The extreme low temperature halted the movement of any matter, including the ever-present fine sand.

The temperature was so low and cold that during the daytime in this Great Wasteland, a huge circular iceberg, spanning dozens of miles in circumference, appeared.

The appearance of this iceberg caused the entire Quicksand River to stop flowing, as if the switch here had really been turned off by the iceberg.

"Hiss! It's so cold!"

Faced with this scene, Jie Geng's face was full of shock, her eyebrows were covered with frost, and the cold air she had just inhaled made her throat hurt.

"This is Titled Douluo is like?"

"Terrifying!"

Jie Geng stared wide-eyed at Xiao Lin with an incredulous expression.

At this moment, Xiao Lin's face beneath the mask turned pale.

He had overdrawn too much of his Soul Power at once, which made it difficult for him to withstand it.

Xiao Lin used almost all of his Soul Power reserves, nearly equivalent to Titled Douluo, to freeze the sand for dozens of miles.

Fortunately, the mission was still accomplished.

"Jie Geng, what's next?"

Xiao Lin turned to look at Jie Geng, only to find that she had already passively lost some of her temperature and was unable to speak at all.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, how long can this freezing last? What if the switch wasn't actually frozen, but you just happened to have it under temporary control?"

"Don't worry, at least a week."

Xiao Lin responded calmly, "As the saying goes, 'Rome wasn't built in a day,' so how could this Small Ice Mountain on the Quicksand River melt away in an instant?"

This is the lowest temperature Xiao Lin can achieve.

With the Ultimate Ice and Soul Power approaching that of Titled Douluo, a week would be a breeze.

"Ah... ah! Let's hurry to the real location now."

Jie Geng looked at Xiao Lin and couldn't help but shudder as she spoke.

"OK."

Without saying a word, Xiao Lin grabbed Jie Geng, and then dragon wings appeared on his back as he flew towards the center of the Desert Sunflower.

"Again?"

Feeling the extreme speed of flight, Jie Geng cried out in panic.

at the same time.

Just a short while after Xiao Lin and the others left.

Two moles crawled out of the desert. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be Soul Emperor with Martial Soul Possession, and both were wearing uniform clothing marked with the logo of the Divine Source Rare Treasure Auction.

"Big brother, did you see that?"

One of the tall mole-men asked incredulously, his face filled with astonishment.

"See nothing? We don't know anything."

Another, slightly smaller mole-man cursed angrily and then crawled out of the sand.

"Let me tell you, we know nothing this time. That guy is definitely not an ordinary Titled Douluo."

Mole Brother slowly transformed back into human form, then took out a Air Suit from his Storage Soul Tool and put it on.

"Damn, it's so cold."

"Yes, elder brother."

After hearing what his Mole Brother, the Mole Younger Brother, nodded sheepishly and then followed his older brother, getting the Air Suit from him.

"Should we go tell the boss now?"

The younger brother asked blankly.

"The boss will know for himself. What does it have to do with us?"

After saying that, the older brother led his younger brother toward the City of Slaughter City.

"You stupid little brother, if you weren't so stupid, would I have to work two jobs to support you?"

The older brother complained the whole way, his face full of impatience.

Their leader was Soul Grandmaster who oversaw the Slaughter City —or rather, a Spirit Hall guard who imprisoned the Fallen Ones and sent them to the Slaughter City.

What is that?

Just then, sensing a powerful fluctuation of Soul Power, a Soul Master shrouded in black energy gazed into the distance near the Slaughter City.

Soon, he saw his two men approaching together.

Weren't those two idiots sent to find treasure?

The black-robed Soul Master cursed inwardly. If he hadn't lacked manpower in the Slaughter City, he would have already refined these two idiots into Blood Soul Pill.