Destroying You Without You Even Knowing (Seeking Monthly Votes)

The sky was filled with wind and snow, forming a massive vortex. The thick, leaden clouds above seemed to be pulled along and began to spin as well.

The biting cold in the air grew ever more intense. Scattered pieces of frozen corpses on the ground were swept up by the frigid wind, shattering into powder.

An Lan stood suspended in the air, forming a hand seal. The ice spike magic treasure beside her spun rapidly in sync.

Meanwhile, on the ground, the raging inferno burning around Gong Ze resembled a small flame in the biting wind, on the verge of being extinguished by the ice and snow that threatened to freeze everything in this world.

The colder the weather and the fiercer the wind and snow, the stronger An Lan became.

Here, she only needed a fraction of her usual strength to mobilize double the power she normally wielded. In a place like Da Gan, where spring reigned eternal, she wasn't particularly remarkable, nor did her strength rank highly. But here, on her home turf, combined with the ice spike magic treasure, everything was completely different.

She was immersed in this environment, and with every movement, she could effortlessly draw upon the power of this world.

Casually, she thought back to the past. At that time, a powerful figure visiting from Great Zhen had invited her to Great Zhen. She had refused. If she had gone to Great Zhen, a place more suited to her, she might have already possessed this kind of power.

However, if she had gone there, she might have missed the tempering she received in Da Gan, and perhaps wouldn't have achieved the effortless control she displayed now.

During the battle, she was unusually distracted.

Snapping back to reality, her eyes narrowed, and killing intent erupted. She formed a hand seal, and the ice spikes surrounding her transformed into a stream of blue-gold light, soaring into the sky and piercing the vast expanse of black clouds.

With a thunderous boom, lightning spanning hundreds of miles flashed within the black clouds. The wind and snow intensified, becoming even more violent. Within the snowflakes, faint strands of blue-gold lightning continuously gathered, eventually forming serpentine bolts that writhed within the leaden clouds.

Gong Ze looked up, his eyes filled with deep shock.

This was absolutely not the kind of power An Lan should possess.

They were all cultivators of the same rank. Why was An Lan suddenly so strong?

Even with the advantages of the weather, environment, and other factors here, she shouldn't have this much power.

The only possible reason was that extremely powerful magic treasure.

The treasure's might was even greater than he had anticipated. During their previous clash, it had put him at a disadvantage, forcing him to flee in disarray, and he hadn't even seen its true power.

Gong Ze took a deep breath, understanding that while he had been defeated moments ago, he hadn't necessarily been facing death.

Now, he couldn't escape; he was doomed.

Before Great Li could detect this and react, An Lan would have had ample time to kill him countless times over. Therefore, An Lan wasn't in any hurry.

All he wanted now, before he died, was to transmit the message: Da Gan had developed a new magic treasure with immense power, capable of connecting with, no, even commanding the might of heaven and earth.

There had never been any information about this magic treasure before.

Furthermore, a Qi Refining cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage could control it.

An Lan was considered an expert in Da Gan, but she wasn't even among the top-ranked experts. The true powerhouses were stationed in their respective regions, stabilizing the overall situation. They couldn't be moved casually; any movement would attract countless gazes and trigger a chain reaction.

It was the same for their Great Li. Gong Ze was the strongest force they could deploy freely, provided it didn't affect other regions or draw too much attention.

Did Great Li possess similar magic treasures? Yes, and their might was far greater than what An Lan wielded. But those were national treasures, strategic deterrents that were rarely brought out.

To utilize magic treasures of that caliber, ordinary experts simply didn't have the capability to activate them.

And magic treasures of lower grades couldn't possibly influence such a vast area so easily.

Moreover, Da Gan might possess more than one magic treasure with such power. If they only had one, Da Gan likely wouldn't dare to let An Lan come to the Wasteland alone.

He absolutely had to find a way to send this message out.

But as the thought surfaced, Gong Ze suddenly understood why An Lan had only pursued him, destroying his mount, his magic treasures, and everything on him, without unleashing the true power of her magic treasure before.

An Lan had done it precisely to prevent him from transmitting this message.

And now, as long as he died, Da Gan would have countless ways to prevent Great Li from knowing the true details.

He had been pursued by An Lan, utilizing the terrain to his disadvantage, until his true essence was depleted, and he was simply frozen to death in the snow of the Wasteland. It was a perfectly reasonable explanation.

Gong Ze's eyes widened in fury, filled with unconcealed resentment. He couldn't transmit the message, and he didn't even know the name of this magic treasure.

"An Lan, before I die, can you tell me what your magic treasure is called?"

An Lan stood suspended in the air and replied indifferently.

"One Day Cold."

Gong Ze looked up at the black clouds roiling with lightning in the sky and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Well said, One Day Cold. After so many years, for the Qian Emperor to bestow such a magic treasure upon you, your An Family is finally about to rise."

As soon as he spoke, a flash of inspiration struck Gong Ze's mind.

The An Family...

"Your magic treasure was forged using materials obtained by your An Family, wasn't it?"

An Lan remained silent, merely waving her hand. Blue-gold lightning streaked across the sky, descending with a deafening roar.

The lightning, like a plow, carved through the air. Wherever it passed, countless colossal ice crystals, tens of feet tall and emitting a crystalline glow, erupted from the ground with popping sounds. The lightning swept through, transforming an area of several miles into a forest of ice crystals, exuding a chilling aura.

Gong Ze ascended into the air, watching this scene, his entire body chilled to the bone. The black clouds in the sky held countless bolts of lightning, seemingly unable to wait any longer to descend.

He roared, and the armor encasing his body suddenly shattered, revealing his skin. Fiery patterns spread from the area around his heart, covering his entire body. Following this, liquid-like flames flowed from him, swirling around his person.

A fissure appeared on his chest, and blood, along with the pumping of his heart, continuously spilled out. The blood seemed to act as fuel for the flames, causing the crimson flames to surge in power, and his aura to climb steadily.

"Even if you break your Divine Bridge and shatter your Sea of Qi, it's useless. You cannot escape the Wasteland."

An Lan said this as she saw the situation, but her body remained in place, not daring to pursue rashly.

Gong Ze's hair had turned into flames, and his eyes seemed to be burning. In fact, his entire being was indeed burning.

He was burning everything within him, all just to gain strength far beyond his own for a brief moment.

He grinned.

"I wasn't planning on escaping back, nor was I planning on living."

As the words fell, he suddenly turned and transformed into a beam of fire, instantly becoming tens of miles away.

An Lan knew Gong Ze was bound to die. She didn't intend to press him further. Burning himself out like this, in just a moment, Gong Ze would immolate himself and turn into complete ashes.

All she needed to do now was follow behind, keeping a distant watch, and witness Gong Ze's death.

The wind and snow carried her forward. Her speed couldn't match Gong Ze's, but she wouldn't lose him.

After the time it takes an incense stick to burn, she saw from afar the escaping light that Gong Ze had become descend towards the ground.

Gong Ze trod on flames, looking down at the mountains ahead, his gaze growing more resolute.

He had read many scrolls and seen many documents. He had always believed that the Jinlan Mine in the Wasteland was special. Even this year, with the Wasteland's anomalies, its dangers, and the convergence of various forces, Da Gan had not forgotten to trade for Jinlan Ore on schedule.

The person who came was still An Yue.

The pride of the An Family's younger generation, a rising star who might one day take over the An Family.

Now An Lan had also arrived, holding a magic treasure he had never seen before, with entirely different power.

He felt his vague judgment was correct. Those fools at the Shadow Division, their energy was all focused on escaping and self-preservation, they didn't value this at all.

Da Gan must have discovered something while researching Jinlan Ore. And only here was the output the largest, and the produced Jinlan Ore even more special.

Gong Ze gritted his teeth, enduring immense pain, and descended from the sky. Unleashing all his power, he struck the entrance of the mine.

The liquid flames turned into a river, surging to both sides, instantly melting the snow on the ground into steam that rose into the air. The earth was melted by those terrifying flames, turning into churning magma.

Gong Ze's hands didn't stop. He continued along the edge of the mine, burning and bombarding as he went.

This was a special semi-blessed land. Only the area around the entrance was connected to the Wasteland. The true entrance and exit was only that narrow spot connected to the Wasteland.

He was going to sever this connection now, blast apart the connected area, and cause this semi-blessed land to completely disconnect from the Wasteland and fall into the endless void.

He was already dying. He just wanted to verify if he was right before he died.

If he was wrong, An Lan would definitely stand by and watch, not risking her life against him in this situation. Dying would at least be the end of this ridiculous obsession and doubt before his death.

If he was right, then An Lan would definitely try her best to stop him.

Even if he died after that, the people of Great Li would definitely know what he did before his death, and might then uncover the truth.

His cheeks were already starting to cave in, his whole body had become thinner, and his flesh and blood had begun to burn.

His flames and bombardments had already turned the outer perimeter of the mine into a river of magma. The mine had begun to shake, and the connection was becoming unstable...

An Lan, who arrived late, saw this scene and her pupils suddenly dilated. Her face revealed an unconcealed shock and fury.

Without any hesitation, she unleashed all her power. From the black clouds in the sky, streaks of blue-gold lightning, like a surging great river, descended from the heavens, continuously striking the area where Gong Ze was.

Gong Ze neither dodged nor resisted. He merely threw his head back and laughed wildly.

He was right. Da Gan had always unscrupulously researched all visible materials, useful or not.

It was a pity that Great Li's Lihuo Academy was still too far behind, unable to keep up with Langya Academy...

Unable to keep up, they didn't value those seemingly useless things. Today, Da Gan had finally found something useful among countless useless things and forged a new, terrifying magic treasure.

But it didn't matter anymore. From today onwards, Da Gan would never be able to obtain this material again. He believed that the scarce Jinlan Ore produced sporadically elsewhere could never have this effect.

He raised his head and laughed, watching the lightning strike him. His body instantly tore apart, and he died a violent death.

However, after his body was torn apart, it transformed into flames and flew into those flames, into that magma, adding his flesh and blood. The flames became even more vigorous, and their color began to shift from crimson to a dazzling orange-red.

Visibly, the mountain range where the Jinlan Mine was located began to tilt downwards...

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