Ice Lord?

Ice Lord?

The two emerged from the vortex, and what met their eyes was a range of crimson mountains, lava surging atop the peaks like burning flames.

At this moment, a massive crimson cauldron hundreds of feet tall stood quietly above those peaks, waves of scorching heat continuously radiating from within it.

Lin Dong was about to speak when his pupils suddenly contracted. On the summit of the tallest mountain, there seemed to be a figure seated cross-legged.

"That is..."

Lin Dong focused his gaze and saw that the figure was extremely gaunt, clad in a crimson robe and sitting there motionlessly.

"There's actually someone here?"

Mu Zi looked down from the sky, observed for a moment, then extended a slender jade finger toward the Flame Mountain below.

"What lies suppressed beneath it is an Otherworld Demon General, with strength comparable to the Samsara Stage. We need to join forces with that senior to destroy it."

After a brief pause, Mu Zi looked at Lin Dong, raised an eyebrow, and said somewhat incredulously,

"You don't think the two of us can handle a Samsara Stage expert on our own, do you?"

"Can't we?"

Lin Dong blinked, looking at Mu Zi with clear eyes, his tone filled with curiosity.

Seeing this, the corner of Mu Zi's mouth twitched slightly. She could not help but rub her forehead, her gaze at Lin Dong becoming rather complicated.

Lin Dong actually thought she could deal with a Samsara Stage expert. This fellow had far too much confidence in her; she truly did not know what to say.

Mu Zi took a light breath, patted Lin Dong on the shoulder, and said helplessly,

"I'm only at the Nirvana Realm."

Come on, had he ever seen someone at the Nirvana Realm who could contend with the Samsara Stage?

Who knew how many Realm Barriers lay between those two levels? Their difference was like heaven and earth. Even if tens of thousands of Nirvana Realm experts joined forces, a Samsara Stage existence could still wipe them out with ease.

Although Mu Zi was a little stronger than ordinary Nirvana Realm experts, she was nowhere near that outrageous, capable of crossing such an immense gap.

At most, Mu Zi could currently deal with those weaklings at the Death Profound Realm. That was all, hardly worth mentioning.

Seeing the helpless look on Mu Zi's face, Lin Dong scratched his head and gave an awkward laugh, realizing how absurd his idea had been.

"Hehe."

Mu Zi no longer paid attention to Lin Dong's foolish laughter. Her figure moved, and she descended from the sky, arriving before the figure on the mountain peak.

Lin Dong followed her over. His expression immediately turned grave, for only after drawing close did he discover that no Life Qi leaked from the Red-Robed Man's body. He was like a dried corpse.

"Senior..."

Lin Dong looked at the figure in the distance, frowning slightly. No matter how he looked at it, this seemed like a dead man. Could Mu Zi have been mistaken?

"He's still alive."

Mu Zi glanced at Lin Dong, then bowed to the red-robed figure and spoke solemnly,

"Burning Heaven Senior, we have come for that Otherworld Demon General. Please awaken and join forces with us juniors to slay this fiend!"

Her clear voice echoed between heaven and earth. Yet as time slowly passed, the red-robed figure remained completely motionless, showing no sign of awakening.

Lin Dong turned his head and looked at the somewhat embarrassed Mu Zi, the expression on his face utterly splendid.

Feeling Lin Dong's strange gaze, the corner of Mu Zi's mouth twitched. This fellow had actually gotten a laugh out of her.

Mu Zi lightly pursed her lips, looking at the red-robed figure with slight resentment. Burning Heaven Senior isn't reacting at all. Isn't that far too disrespectful?

But on second thought, Mu Zi could understand. After all, two Nirvana Realm juniors claiming they could kill an Otherworld Demon General—if the Burning Heaven Old Man believed them immediately, that would be the abnormal thing.

It seemed she still had to reveal some means, at least enough to let him see a glimmer of hope.

Under normal circumstances, the Ice Ancestral Symbol was one of Mu Zi's strongest methods. Moreover, the Ancestral Symbol was extremely suppressive toward Yimo and possessed the ability to erase them completely. Once she displayed the power of the Ice Ancestral Symbol, the Burning Heaven Old Man should react somehow.

Mu Zi took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes. Her thoughts stirred, and an Ice-Blue symbol within her Niwan Palace answered the call. It resonated with her at this moment and began to tremble lightly.

As the Ice Ancestral Symbol fluctuated, a chill that seemed capable of freezing the soul abruptly erupted, spreading outward from Mu Zi. The air seemed to make faint cracking sounds as it froze solid, while a thin layer of frost spread out and blanketed the surrounding peaks.

Mu Zi opened her eyes. A trace of Ice-Blue quietly spread through her clear pupils, and as she activated the Ice Ancestral Symbol with all her strength, her jet-black hair transformed into Ice-Blue at an astonishing speed.

The temperature around them plummeted, becoming piercingly cold. Mu Zi slowly rose into the air, her Ice-Blue hair fluttering in the wind. Snowflakes gathered around her and drifted down, making her seem like a Snow Fairy.

Lin Dong stood to one side, ignoring the fact that he was shivering from the cold. He merely stared blankly upward, his mouth hanging open in astonishment.

This scene seemed rather familiar.

At that moment, the seated red-robed figure suddenly opened his eyes. A glimmer of light emerged from within his deeply sunken eye sockets.

The red-robed figure lifted his head, his gaze stopping on the figure surrounded by ice and snow. An unusually bewildered and hoarse voice, carrying an ancient air, slowly sounded.

"Ice Lord?"

The ancient voice echoed through the sky. The surging cold current suddenly paused, and the ice and snow filling the heavens seemed to freeze at that instant. For a time, a stagnant atmosphere permeated the mountaintop.

In the sky, Mu Zi looked at the two figures below. Seeing the expressions on their faces, she blinked in slight bewilderment.

The next moment, the chill dissipated, the ice and snow melted, and everything seemed to return to calm.

Mu Zi descended from the sky, her small mouth slightly open. She felt it necessary to clear up this misunderstanding, since the actual person was still waiting eagerly outside.

"Senior, I'm not the Ice Lord."

Upon hearing this, the Burning Heaven Old Man nodded impassively, neither confirming nor denying it.

He had never heard of the Ice Ancestral Symbol having another wielder. Besides, someone capable of activating the Ancestral Symbol's power to such an extent could probably only be one of those few existences.

The Burning Heaven Old Man's Samsara Stage strength had not been considered peak-tier in ancient times. He had found it difficult to have much contact with existences like the Ice Lord.

Although the Burning Heaven Old Man had met the Ice Lord before, he had only briefly encountered her and received some guidance from her. Thus, his impression of the Ice Lord's aura was only vague.

The aura Mu Zi emitted while activating the Ice Ancestral Symbol was seventy or eighty percent similar to that of the Ice Lord herself. It was understandable that Burning Heaven had misunderstood.

Although Burning Heaven could sense that Mu Zi's aura differed somewhat from the Ice Lord's, he believed that some changes in one's aura after reincarnation were possible.

Besides, if she were not the Ice Lord, how would she know his name, "Burning Heaven"?

Mu Zi: Why don't you guess the name of this ancient treasury?

"My Lord, have you succeeded in reincarnating?"

Burning Heaven looked at Mu Zi, his tone full of reverence. To successfully reincarnate after such a brutal war—she truly deserved to be the disciple Lord Symbol Ancestor valued most.

Mu Zi: ...

Seeing the certainty in Burning Heaven's eyes, Mu Zi understood that this senior had probably fallen into his own wild imaginings. There was no use explaining things to someone in that state; this had already been proven with Little Marten.

Unless irrefutable facts were placed before him, it would be difficult to change his mind in the short term.

Mu Zi could not possibly drag Ying Huanhuan over just for something like this and force her to put on a show of awakening, could she?

"Senior, let's discuss the Otherworld Demon General first."

Mu Zi decided not to dwell on it. Business came first. It would not be too late to discuss these matters after dealing with the Otherworld Demon General.

The Red-Robed Man also regained his composure. He looked at Mu Zi and tentatively asked,

"My Lord, how much of your strength have you recovered?"

Mu Zi said flatly, "The Death Profound Realm, perhaps."

Burning Heaven nodded, then asked again,

"Can you use the power from your previous life?"

"No!"

Upon hearing this, Burning Heaven fell silent in thought for a moment. Then, under the gazes of the two, he shook his head.

"Then I'm afraid it won't work. I should continue suppressing this Otherworld Demon General. Once you recover your strength, you can return and erase it."

Mu Zi quietly gazed at the mountaintop, her eyes seeming to pierce through the molten rock and see the demonic shadow below.

Her coming here to destroy the Yimo was not unnecessary.

If no accident occurred, Burning Heaven's suggestion was indeed extremely reliable.

However, Mu Zi knew from the memories of her previous life that this Otherworld Demon General had likely not been completely suppressed. It had retained considerable strength, enough to support its breakthrough into the King-Rank Otherworldly Demon level within the next few years.

In this real world, the details might not be exactly the same as in the original work. The timing of that Yimo's breakthrough was uncertain, and someone might not happen to arrive in time to save the day.

Since that was the case, it would be better to take this opportunity to resolve it completely, lest unforeseen consequences arise.