Within a land of ice and snow in the Xuantian Immortal Hall, Li Qing stood before an icy wall.
He looked at the bizarre patterns and the difficult-to-decipher text on the ice wall, and couldn't help but frown.
"Are these Immortal Arts? They're so obscure and profound that I have no idea what they are meant to express."
The Xuantian Immortal Hall immediately replied, "An Immortal Art related to the Dao of Ice is hidden here. If you can comprehend it, you will gain command of an Immortal technique with considerable power."
"Though incomplete, it is still exceptionally precious."
At the word "incomplete," Li Qing couldn't help complaining, "Why is it an incomplete Immortal Art? Are there no complete Immortal techniques?"
He had originally thought that he could obtain some scriptures from the immortal world within the Xuantian Immortal Hall, use them to replace his cultivation method, and directly cultivate immortal scriptures. The benefits would have been immense.
How could the Xuantian Immortal Hall not know what he was thinking? It said disdainfully:
"What do you take this place for? This hall is called the Immortal Imprisonment Hall. The True Immortals locked inside were all prisoners beneath the steps."
"Some Immortals who committed grave crimes even had all their cultivation abolished and were imprisoned in the hall for eternity. How could they possibly leave behind complete Immortal Dao Scriptures?"
"And after being imprisoned for so long, these Immortals could not help creating some Immortal Arts and Dao techniques of their own. I can only bring you to comprehend the Immortal Arts created by these criminal Immortals."
"As for complete Immortal Dao Scriptures, stop dreaming. Even if one were placed right before your eyes, you could never cultivate it successfully."
These words left Li Qing somewhat speechless. He rubbed his chin,