Immortality Martial Arts: I Started with the Five Animals Health Fist

Chapter 445: Chapter 165: Snow Abyss Mountain! The Ice-sealed Chi Dragon Hall!_2

“The three of you, could you please tell me about the current situation on Snow Abyss Mountain?”

Su Changkong courteously spoke.

The three exchanged glances, and the fierce bald man in the center revealed a trace of indifference in the corner of his mouth, speaking dismissively, “Who do you think you are? Should I tell you just because you ask?”

Su Changkong frowned slightly, but he didn’t waste words; his palm gently swiped through the air.

“Swish!”

Amidst the tearing sound, the snow next to Su Changkong was sliced open by a Palm Blade, creating a trench several yards long that was bottomless.

This move made the pupils of the bald strongman and his two companions contract slightly. They could achieve the same effect, but certainly not as effortlessly as Su Changkong, who, with a casual Palm Blade in mid-air, left such a crevasse in the snow. One could imagine that this man, who looked unremarkable, was in fact most likely a martial artist with a higher Cultivation Realm than theirs!

Since the other party was merely asking about the conditions on the mountain, it would be unwise to conflict with him. The bald strongman held his tongue, and the martial artist in green on the right bowed slightly: “My brother has always been a bit explosive in temper; please do not take it personally, sir. We are willing to share all that we know with you.” @@novelbin@@

Su Changkong displayed his strength, easily altering the attitude of the three men to one of respect. In this world, strength was indeed supreme.

“Let’s hear it then,” Su Changkong said.

The martial artist in green shared, “Our three brothers live quite close to Snow Abyss Mountain, and we arrived here around seven or eight days ago. At least four strands of Innate Qi have been discovered on Snow Abyss Mountain, all of which provoked competition. In the end, these four strands of Innate Qi either fell into the hands of lone martial artists or were taken by sect martial artists.”

“After that, more people came, all searching for Innate Qi on Snow Abyss Mountain… but nobody else has been heard to have found any since. Perhaps some have found it but kept quiet about their fortune and left unnoticed.”

He recounted the events that took place here over the past few days. The three brothers had come in search of Innate Qi and had seen hundreds of martial artists kill each other brutally over a single strand of it!

But these four strands of Innate Qi were basically beyond the reach of lone martial artists; they ended up in the hands of powerful sect martial artists!

Of course, the Innate Qi birthed by Snow Abyss Mountain must exceed four strands; it’s likely that other martial artists found it but weren’t seen by others. Naturally, they wouldn’t be foolish enough to expose themselves and instead would leave quietly.

“It seems I’ve arrived a bit late…” Su Changkong felt helpless inside; even the three martial artists who had come to Snow Abyss Mountain early were leaving, which indicated that the martial artists who had arrived here had already combed through Snow Abyss Mountain thoroughly. Where else could Innate Qi be left?

The fact that he, who was far away in Zhongling Mountain, had heard of it meant that the news had already spread, and nearby martial artists had rushed over like ravenous wolves. Although he had arrived as quickly as possible, he was too late.

Feeling disappointed, Su Changkong asked, “I just heard you mention something about an old geezer not letting you in. What’s that about?”

The one who answered was still the martial artist in green, who cleared his throat and said, “It’s an elderly martial artist with high Martial Arts skills… Inside Snow Abyss Mountain, an entrance to a vast, ice-sealed crevasse was discovered two or three days ago, but that elder is guarding the entrance, not allowing others to enter, claiming he doesn’t want to see people walk into their deaths. We tried to enter, but he easily drove us away.”

“Hmm? A great crevasse?”

At these words, Su Changkong couldn’t help being stirred. If a powerful figure was guarding the entrance to a large crevasse, prohibiting others from exploring, it indicated that there was some secret inside — there could even be Innate Qi!

To verify, he would just have to see the situation on the ground!

Immediately, Su Changkong asked, “Can you tell me where it is?”

“On the western side of Snow Abyss Mountain’s summit, about seventy or eighty miles from here,” replied the martial artist in green, intimidated by the strength Su Changkong had shown earlier and not wishing for conflict; he dutifully informed him of the crevasse’s location.

“Good, I appreciate the information,” Su Changkong said, thanking him, then set off in the direction pointed out by the martial artist in green.

“Whoosh!”

As the piercing cold wind whistled over Snow Abyss Mountain, Su Changkong walked alone. He currently used the Turtle Breath Bone Changing technique to alter his appearance, making himself look colder and around thirty-something years old, very ordinary.

“Who is that old man? So domineering! Why can’t we go in? It’s clear that they want to monopolize any potential benefits. Their people have been inside for two or three days and haven’t come out yet!”

“Don’t talk nonsense, man. That’s an old senior from the East Cloud Sect!”

Walking seventy or eighty miles away, Su Changkong heard a murmur of conversation from afar. As he drew closer, he saw numerous martial artists either sitting or standing in the snow, waiting amid the wind and snow; some even set up camp on the spot. From a distance, there appeared to be at least a few thousand people.

If it were not for the strong physique of every martial artist, they would have frozen to death in this icy world.

Soon, Su Changkong also saw the crevasse entrance that everyone was talking about.

Between towering snow-covered mountains in the distance laid a gap about two to three yards wide, seemingly an entrance to an underground gorge. Faintly visible was the cold air emerging from it, flowing like fog, visibly chilling to the eye.

At the entrance of this gorge sat an old man cross-legged. The elder had white hair and beard and was seated on the snowy ground, dressed in a thin white robe. Despite being in this frozen world, he seemed unaffected by the slightest cold; even the snowflakes that fell around him were kept a yard away by an invisible force!