Vast icefields.
Frozen for ten thousand miles.
Looking down from above, all was a boundless expanse of white, a magnificent sight. Following Ye Jian Long Ying's guidance, Jiang Che and Yaoyue swiftly arrived near the valley where the strange heavenly phenomenon had appeared before.
Quite a few barbarian powerhouses had already gathered here.
All of them stared greedily toward the valley. There, the sky and earth were now awash in azure, casting a strange hue over everything within a hundred miles.
Streams of Extreme Yin Qi continuously spilled forth and dispersed.
They radiated an exceedingly dangerous aura that made hearts tremble.
It was precisely because of this that the many barbarian powerhouses did not dare approach. Clearly, they had already tried. More importantly, there was no shortage of Martial Saints among them.
"What kind of treasure is this? Why can't even Martial Saint Yang He withstand the Yin Qi leaking out?"
"Exactly."
"Martial Saint Yang He was one of the prairie's most renowned figures. Not long ago, he even took part in the war in the Central Plains. He emerged from that unscathed, only to die here."
The barbarian experts discussed it endlessly. Though their hearts burned with desire, their gazes remained exceptionally clear. The reason was simple: it was not as though no one had tried to seize the treasure causing the strange phenomenon above the valley.
Yet without exception, all of them had perished.
One of them had even possessed Martial Saint cultivation!
That was why they had gathered here, yet not a single person dared step forward to claim it.
"There is an old saying in the Central Plains: treasures belong to the virtuous. They cannot approach because they have neither virtue nor fortune. This old man is the true master of this Immortal Treasure!"
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