A Man Like None Other And The Man Decree

He activated his divine sense, carefully probing the icy plain ahead, attempting to locate the three towering ice peaks arranged in a triangular pattern, as Ling Yunzi had described.

Simultaneously, a faint dragon’s might and chaotic aura emanated from his body, a constant vigilance against the appearance of the Northern Underworld God Clan.

The three stood side-by-side at the edge of the Eternal Ice Plain, with the continuous snow-capped mountains behind them and the treacherous, unknown forbidden land of the ice plain ahead.

The wind and snow whipped at them, billowing their robes, yet unable to dispel the determination in their eyes.

The path to the Blood Soul Cold Pool had only just begun. And the threat of the Northern Underworld God Clan was already imminent.

After flying for about ten days, the scenery before them finally became utterly monotonous and magnificent.

An endless white ice plain stretched to the horizon, almost merging with the gray-white sky.

The massive glaciers stretched out like silent dragons, their sheer size and the fierce winds whipping up millennia-old snow dust, forming white curtains that blurred the view.

The chill here was bone-deep, enough to freeze mortal iron instantly; ordinary True Immortal cultivators, without powerful protective magic treasures or special techniques, would likely not last more than a few hours.

“Senior, we have entered the outer edge of the Eternal Ice Plains,”

Ling Shuang’s voice came through the wind and snow. She was surrounded by a layer of crystalline sword energy, shielding her from the bitter cold and storm.

“Several thousand miles further ahead, we will gradually approach the Central Region, which is also the area usually patrolled by the Northern Underworld God Clan. We need to be even more careful.”

David nodded, lowering his altitude and speed. His divine sense, like the most sophisticated radar, swept forward in a fan shape, centered on himself, with greater detail.

The ice plains were not lifeless; he could sense faint but tenacious life forces beneath the ice, the life force of ice-type demonic beasts or spiritual plants adapted to the extreme environment.

also detect faint, residual magical energy fluctuations belonging to other cultivators, mostly ancient and carrying an ominous sense of

thousand miles, David’s

and aloofness, rapidly approaching from the side and front. Their movement wasn’t simple flight, but rather a gliding motion, blending seamlessly with the

said calmly, stopping his

Demon Lord immediately became alert, a faint

her sword hilt tightly, her pretty

three figures silently emerged from

wore ancient-style ice-blue armor, intricately engraved with snowflakes and divine

unseen white, with deep, handsome features, but their eyes were

blue ice crystal pattern, subtly

rank of the Celestial Immortal Realm. He held a crystal-clear ice spear, its tip pointed at

territory of the Northern Underworld God Clan. Unauthorized entry by outsiders is forbidden .

wind, carrying an undeniable command, as

and xenophobia of the divine race were vividly

the Northern Underworld

he had come only to obtain medicine to save lives

intention of offending your territory. We are simply in urgent need of tracing a life-saving elixir,

our dear friends and companions. We humbly request your permission to pass through. We will be eternally grateful, perhaps even

Demon Lord’s lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he ultimately held back, merely watching

sheathed her sword and bowed slightly to show her

as if he had heard something utterly ridiculous and offensive, a cold, mocking smile curled at the corner

call yourselves friends