A night passed, and dawn came.
Cheng Xinzhan had neither seen anyone from the Ice and Snow Palace arrive nor waited long enough for star gang to descend.
When the sun rose, the two Moon Towers had been burned into hills of sand. In the sunlight, they shone silver, like two heaps of pure white snow. Compared with their mystery at night, Golden Terrace Mountain to the north and Mount Tian to the south looked even more majestic and imposing in broad daylight.
The Daoist summoned a wind.
The gale swept over the sand hills, sending their light, white grains flying, like a vast snowfall. The sandy snow settled soundlessly, covering the exposed reddish-brown scars below Chessboard Mountain once more. The earth returned to white.
Over that night, Returning Wind and Reversing Fire had refined more than sand. Cheng Xinzhan had also refined back down all the Golden Cores of the Third Realm Demon Fiends from the Ice and Snow Palace he had killed. Moreover, most of the Demon Fiends he had killed were in the Second Realm, and most had been preparing for Core Formation, so the Lead Bottles they carried held considerable quantities of gang and baleful intent. The Ice and Snow Palace truly lived up to its reputation as a Demon Sect Daoist Ancestral Sect: both the quality of the Third Realm Demon Fiends' Golden Cores and the reserves of gang and baleful intent held by the Second Realm Demon Fiends far surpassed those of the Demon Fiends Cheng Xinzhan had killed before.
Of these, he obtained the most north pole cold-light baleful intent, a full one jin and six liang, with some to spare. Next came water-moon jade smoke baleful intent, around nine liang. When Cheng Xinzhan began refining this baleful intent, he realized that Murong