A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality (Chapter 1001-Chapter 1200)

With the three having come to a decision, Arctic Dragon wasted no time and pointed to the cauldron high in the air. It spun as it made its way down with its flames extinguished.

The monk reacted instantly, releasing green mist from his sleeve. It wrapped around the cauldron and would soon restrain it, serving as a temporary shackle.

Although the Celestial Ice Flames could emerge from the cauldron, he had nothing to fear as his own body harbored a flame of extreme cold.

When Han Li saw this, he shot over to the pillar of purple light in a streak of light. After some close observation, he gained a near-complete understanding of this technique.

However, he would need to see the technique used to completion in order to gain a comprehensive understanding of it.

That was why Han Li was willing to stay sealed inside the cave despite his misgivings. He was also confident in his own exceptional abilities and felt he didn’t have much to fear. Additionally, Arctic Dragon would have unstable cultivation even if he managed to succeed; there would be time before he could prove a threat.

Besides, Deity Transformation-stage cultivators were restricted in the mortal realm. Before she left for the Spirit Realm, Ling Long left behind a jade slip that dispelled many of his fears of these mysterious cultivators.

And just to be safe, Han Li mentally commanded the Great Yin Trueflame to stealthily enter the spell formation and hid itself under a stone. It succeeded in being undetected.

The others each flew up to their respective pillars in the formation.

Arctic Dragon then set forth, activating the spell formation once more with flicks of his fingers.

Bright mist suddenly filled the air around them and a barrier appeared around them once more, blocking the cavern’s white storms.

Han Li blinked and carefully looked around him. Although the activated restrictions were the same as before, there were clear differences in their spiritual fluctuations. As an accomplished scholar in spell formation, he discovered a few of its inner workings as he silently analyzed them.

“Let us start! Hehe, if this truly succeeds, I won’t forget your kindness!” Arctic Dragon said with a deep laugh. He held his hands in an incantation gesture and blue flames quickly ignited from his body, soon turning into the deep blue color of a clear ocean. The sight was completely entrancing.

When the old woman saw this, she muttered with a tone of awe, “To think you refined the Celestial Ice Flames to this degree. I fear you’ve already reached the highest purity of glacial flames allowed in our mortal realm.

‘Those are glacial flames refined to their utmost limit?’ Han Li’s heart stirred and he took a deeper glance at Arctic Dragon.

At that moment, the others began to sit down on their respective pillars and huge light lotuses slowly wrapped around them.

Han Li lightly smiled and sat down as well, grasping his hand in an incantation gesture.

Glacial flames spurt forth simultaneous from all the cultivators, but before any of them urged them on, the cultivators let out series of soft incantations.

As their chanting continued, the lotuses grew, multiplying their size in an instant. The flames burning from the cultivators’ bodies spread to the lotuses, lighting them up in a dazzling display.

Han Li simply felt a trace of a burning sensation from his body, lasting only for an instant as his body drowned in the Purple Apex Flames like a small sun.





Chapter 1100: Demon Soul


Immersed in glacial flames, Master Arctic Dragon slapped his hand on the crown of his head.

A muffled thud sounded, followed by the ejection of the three-inch-large Nascent Soul covered in blue light.

The Nascent Soul sat cross-legged with its hand in an incantation gesture. A jade pendant hung from its neck, sparkling with silver light.

The Nascent Soul floated ten meters above its body and took a breath, exhaling a ball of blue flame.

The flame was the purified essence of the Celestial Ice Flames that Arctic Dragon bitterly cultivated for hundreds of years.

As the blue flame danced in the air, it formed a blazing shining wheel underneath the Nascent Soul. Then, the Nascent Soul slowly floated up out of the sphere of glacial light.

When the cultivators saw the appearance of Arctic Dragon’s Nascent Soul, the others immediately moved into action, pointing at the sphere of glacial light, sending threads of their own flames towards it.

Before the glacial flames touched the Nascent Soul, the wheel underneath it suddenly revolved at immense speed. The flames trembled once before gathering in the direction of the wheel.

The flames stained the blue wheel with five colors in a gorgeous display, leaving who would gaze upon it mesmerized.

The Nascent Soul then softly shouted, releasing a string of spell seals into the wheel of light.

Booms sounded out as the flames trembled, shortly detonating one after another.

At that moment, the Nascent Soul’s casting rapidly increased, exhausting its magic power in a single breath as it released spell seals without pause.

Under the Nascent Soul’s control, the glacial flames ruptured as they began to fuse together into a single lotus.

Black, white, red, yellow, green, and blue: the colors of the six glacial flames, could be faintly seen from its translucent petals, but the colors faded together to create a magnificent sight.

The ten-meter-large lotus made a rather large contrast to the tiny Nascent Soul, but as it uttered a chain of profound incantations, the lotus flickered with light and began to grow smaller. Each time it shrunk, it released dazzling rays of light.

After a short while, the lotus became a foot tall and its petals now appeared solid and material. The six flames danced across them in an otherworldly display.

The five cultivators couldn't help but betray their surprise, but they released their flames with increasing intensity regardless.

When these flames poured into the lotus, they seemed to disappear.

Then, the Nascent Soul suddenly opened its eyes, revealing an odd golden shine. It then reached one of its hands towards the lotus.

Crackles repeatedly sounded as countless blue threads ejected from its fingertips, fusing with the nearest lotus petal.

While Nascent Soul’s incantations continued, it folded its fingers towards its palm. Blue light then sparkled with ever-increasing intensity as the threads began to tremble violently.

Drones hummed from the lotus with the pedals soon closing around another. Shortly after, time seemed to reverse as the lotus shrunk back to a bud, the Nascent Soul buried within it.

The six flames continuously spun on its surface, filling the air with its brilliance.

When the cultivators saw this, they cast a spell seal and released their control over the glacial flames for the time being.

The six-colored bud faintly trembled and dropped downward.

Rays of light shot out from it for a time as the bud disappeared into the sphere of white light. The bud shined once more before slipping into the unconscious body of Master Arctic Dragon.

At that moment, the other five resumed releasing their glacial flames into the light sphere.

The flames then condensed into rays of light after entering the sphere and shot into Arctic Dragon’s body. The extreme cold of the flames stimulated his body, coordinating to break his bottleneck.

Suddenly, the cracks of tearing space sounded from within the formation.

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Outside of the Profound Jade Cave, on a remote street in the palace’s ice city, there were two white-robed palace disciples walking side by side.

They wore cold faces and their eyes vigilantly looked around them.

The huge ice phoenix that was circling the sky earlier had disappeared, along with the two elders that were fighting it.

Although the two were currently in a remote corner of the palace ice city, the sides of the street were filled with lines of buildings.