Chapter 1423

Chapter 1423 (Raw 1413): Encircle and Annihilate the Three Demon Royal Halls

A strange ice sculpture appeared unexpectedly in the vast desolate dunes. It was so eye-catching, it would be impossible to miss.

A Supreme Sky Sect group of cultivators was rushing over from the main sect, heading for the already chaotic Dragon Burial Mound.

The leader of this group was the battle realm's Situ Gang, who once had some grudges and interaction with Xiao Chen in the Supreme Sky Sect.

"Senior Brother Situ, how should we deal with this ice sculpture?"

The Supreme Sky Sect disciples surrounded the ice sculpture, not knowing how to deal with it. Without even a close look at it, they could feel the extraordinary aura of the ice sculpture from far away.

"Right now, the Savage Battlefield is filled with chaos. This ice sculpture might be an Ancient Era Treasure. Or perhaps, it might be some ancient powerhouse's corpse sealed in ice for some reason."

"It's very possible. I don't even dare to get too close. It's scarily cold. It feels dangerous."

"Should we give up on it? Perhaps it is an ominous item that came up from underground?"

As the group discussed, Situ Gang remained silent. If this really was a treasure and they ignored it, they would miss out on an opportunity.

However, if it really was an ominous object, it would bring trouble. This was a difficult decision.

"Move aside."

Situ Gang's expression turned serious as he indicated for the group to back away. When the other disciples saw that he looked like he was going to attack, they obeyed quickly.

One step…two steps…three steps…after retreating one hundred steps, Situ Gang shouted and threw a punch.

A fist light burned fiercely; a blazing fire lit up the surroundings, looking piercing and dazzling. "Boom!" The fiery fist light struck the ice sculpture, and the fire engulfed it and burned on it.

"No matter what you are, after you melt, you will show your true form," Situ Gang muttered softly, cradling his hand.

After a while, the fire died out. Situ Gang's expression twitched. Despite being burned by the blazing fire, this ice actually showed no signs of melting—as if it had been thus since ancient times and had never changed since then.

"It is indeed an ancient powerhouse. Senior Brother Situ's Heaven Burning Fist once even managed to evaporate an entire large lake. Yet, it did nothing to this."

"We'd better go. This is too strange."

Situ Gang lowered his hand and said, "Never mind. I'll put it away first. When we meet First Senior Sister later, we will get her to take a look."

"Whoosh!"

When Situ Gang walked forward and tried to put the entire ice sculpture in his spatial ring, he found it impossible. The spatial ring could not take the ice sculpture.

"It looks like it really is the corpse of an ancient powerhouse. After being dead for such a long time, it still has a strong aura of its existence." Situ Gang's expression turned serious. He clearly understood what a complete corpse of an ancient powerhouse meant.

Just considering the body alone, there would be Golden Emperor Bones. If he could melt this ice and find one or two ancient Emperor Grade Secret Treasures, that would be a great fortuitous encounter.

Situ Gang took out a piece of black cloth and covered the ice sculpture. Then, he pointed at it and said, "The few of you, carry the ice sculpture. Let's move quickly, so we can bring it to First Senior Sister."

So just like that, Xiao Chen was carried away by a group of Supreme Sky Sect disciples thinking that he was the corpse of an ancient powerhouse.

If Xiao Chen were awake and knew about this, he would not know whether to laugh or cry.

Half a day later, Situ Gang's group joined up with Shui Lingling, An Junxi, and the others at a corner of the Dragon Burial Mound.

"Situ Gang, what are your men carrying? Is it a secret weapon that the Supreme Sky Sect prepared for dealing with elite Crown Scions of the eighteen Demon Royal Halls?" An Junxi asked with a smile, wanting to tease them when he saw the ice sculpture that Situ Gang's group was transporting.

Shui Lingling frowned and asked, "Situ Gang, what is that?"

Situ Gang immediately explained how he stumbled upon the ice sculpture and discovered it. Then, he spoke about the mysteries of the ice sculpture in detail.

"There is such a thing? What a great thing! Remove the black cloth and let me take a look at this mysterious ice sculpture!" An Junxi said excitedly, his eyes lighting up as he jumped forward.

"Fwoosh!"

The moment Situ Gang's group removed the black cloth, cold Qi spread out, making everyone shiver uncontrollably. This immediately attracted the attention of the many cultivators of the Supreme Sky Sect and the Thunder and Lightning Palace.

"Someone who dares to travel around on a throne must have held an honored position during the Ancient Era. He must be at least a Sovereign Martial Emperor."

"The Ancient Era's Sovereign Martial Emperors were even more incredible than the ones now. At that time, there were as many experts as there were clouds. Trying to advance to Sovereign Martial Emperor was even more difficult than ascending to heaven."

"They really found a treasure. Just from this ice that has not melted for tens of thousands of years, we can tell that it is extraordinary. Furthermore, there is the might and pressure from the throne. Its aura has not even scattered yet."

The more the various cultivators looked at it, the more mysterious they found this throne. Due to their previous observations, they became even more in awe of it.

"Pa! Pa!"

An Junxi took out the True Dragon Lightning Whip and cracked it twice. He smiled as he prepared to test this ice sculpture, to see if it was as amazing as Situ Gang said.

"Move back! Move back! Senior Brother An is going to make a move!"

Everyone quickly withdrew, not daring to get in the way of An Junxi's attack, their eyes gleaming with a trace of anticipation.

"Hey! What are you doing? That is the corpse of an ancient person. Don't be disrespectful to the predecessors."

At the crucial moment, Shui Lingling frowned and complained, saving Xiao Chen from a whipping. If An Junxi really lashed out with the whip, when Xiao Chen woke up, he would definitely feel it and suffer in silence when he woke up. No matter what, Xiao Chen would not make a move on his friends.

Fortunately, Xiao Chen's first senior sister was around.

An Junxi smiled abashedly and said, "I was too impatient. Shui Lingling, you are right. However, how are we going to deal with this ice sculpture? The encirclement of the three Demon Royal Halls has already reached the final critical stage. We cannot take care of it.

"If someone with bad intentions discovers it, we will be in even more trouble."

Shui Lingling sized up the ice sculpture and entered deep thought. She found this silhouette to be somewhat familiar. After thinking for a while, she waved her hand and said, "Get someone to carry it. This ice sculpture is of extraordinary origins. Just the throne alone is extraordinary."

"Situ Gang, you do it. Carry it properly; don't lose it."

Situ Gang immediately showed a stunned expression. "First Senior Sister, this is not what I'm here to do."

"Cut the crap. Since I told you to carry it, you carry it. Not a word more. If you drop this ice sculpture, I'll settle accounts with you." Shui Lingling assigned the job to Situ Gang, not letting him reject it.

"Whoosh!"

Just at this moment, red fireworks shot up from every corner into the sky. They were red as blood and very beautiful.

After the fireworks soared up, boundless auras surged up everywhere directly, forming a circle that quickly shrank.

Shui Lingling waved her hand. After that, another red firework shot up into the sky above. "Let's go. It's time to meet up with the people of the other sects. We need to eliminate these three Demon Royal Halls before the other Demon Royal Halls arrive."

An increasing number of fireworks bloomed in the sky, looking like masses of red flowers there. Strong auras accompanied these red flowers, spreading endlessly in the sky.

When the three Crown Scions of the three Demon Royal Halls saw the red fireworks filling the sky, they felt like the world had come to an end.

Half a month ago, the Supreme Sky Sect and the Thunder and Lightning Palace appeared, forcing the three Demon Royal Halls to run for their lives. Nevertheless, they could still cope. However, with the arrival of the various outstanding talents, their days had become increasingly unbearable.

The leaders of the Heavenly Starry Ocean, the Black Sea, the Fiend Domain, the Ghost Domain, and the other places had gathered, surrounding and trapping the three Demon Royal Halls in this Dragon Burial Mound.

Furthermore, the remaining fifteen Demon Royal Halls still had not arrived, which made the three Crown Scions even more horrified.

"All this is because of the Shadowless Saber Sovereign. If not for the Shadowless Saber Sovereign crippling our forces, we would not be in such a passive position," the Winged Demon Royal Hall's Yi Xuan said through clenched teeth.

"Stop complaining and think of a way out. If this continues, we will all fall here," the Fire Demon Royal Hall's Xuan Yan said sullenly.

"Crown Scions, don't worry. The two of us will ensure your safety." The two Dao Protectors stood out and consoled them.

Honestly speaking, the three Crown Scions were not worried about their safety. What they were worried about was losing their troops and failing their mission. When that happened, they would lose their positions as Crown Scions after returning to the Demonic World. Who would be satisfied with that?

As the three spoke, the number of figures around them increased. Soon, these figures layered over each other. Everywhere was filled with the figures of the Kunlun Realm's cultivators firmly surrounding the people of the three Demon Royal Halls. Not even water could seep through.

A sense of asphyxiation filled the hearts of the Demons, all of them feeling huge pressure.

"Crown Scions, we have discussed and come to an agreement. If you are willing to release the secret of the Evil Shadow Sword, we can let the three of you leave safely," Chu Yang, the Cyclic Astral Palace's Holy Son, said from a war chariot blazoned with the sun, moon, and stars.