Chapter 68

"Senior, don't play these tricks anymore." Yang Dingtian slowly said, "If I don't speak, I can still live, but if I do, I will surely die."

The old man immediately sneered, "You're not stupid."

"Bang!" Suddenly, the old man crushed the remaining two gold elemental demon cores.

Yang Dingtian had gone through great hardships to infiltrate the northwest Qin family's territory and risked his life to obtain these three demon cores. In an instant, the old man destroyed them all, and Yang Dingtian felt an overwhelming surge of anger.

"Actually, whether you speak or not, I would destroy your demon cores anyway." The old man said, "I have failed countless times in my life, so I enjoy seeing others fail, hahaha..."

The old man let out a distorted and twisted laugh.

"Whoosh!" Then, like a ghostly shadow, the old man straightened his body and instantly appeared in front of Yang Dingtian from a hundred meters away.

"Flame Feather? The feather of the Mystic Heaven Demon Phoenix?" The old man's eyes lit up as he looked at the Flame Feather in Yang Dingtian's hand. "The feather of a divine beast of the same rank as the Demon Python, you actually used it to kill low-grade demon beasts, what a waste. This treasure will be mine, perfect for forging my divine sword."

Then, the old man directly took the Flame Feather from Yang Dingtian's hand, holding it lovingly, with no hint of shame for taking something from a junior.

"Now, speak. Tell me the incantation of the array that devours Mystic Qi." The old man said, "If you don't, I'll kill you."

"Oh, wait a moment." The old man suddenly added, "There are two ice elemental demon cores here, you killed three cold snakes in total."

Then, the old man's palm suddenly opened wide.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Instantly, the two cold snake corpses were sucked into his hand.

"There might only be these three ice elemental demon beasts within ten thousand miles. By destroying them, you will never get ice elemental demon cores again." The old man smiled, "You probably thought I would use these two ice elemental demon cores to force you to reveal the incantation, right?"

Yang Dingtian ignored him.

"Hahaha, I wouldn't do that. I will destroy your last hope right now!" Then, the old man clenched his hand, and the two cold snakes, along with their demon cores, turned to ashes.

"The feeling of despair is truly delightful." The old man closed his eyes and savored the moment, "Why should only I suffer constant failures? When I am disappointed, I want others to feel despair, hahaha..."

Then, the old man burst into a fit of mad laughter.

After laughing, he took the Blood Black Gold from Yang Dingtian, weighing it in his hand. "Although there's only one piece, it's better than nothing. I'm one step closer to my divine sword with a soul."

"Alright, tell me the incantation and the array, or you will surely die." The old man said calmly.

Yang Dingtian replied, "If I tell you the incantation and the array, will I not die?"

"You will die, but you will die more comfortably." The old man said, "If you don't, you will die a very painful death. For example, I will castrate you first, making you no longer a man. How does that sound? Painful, right?"

Yang Dingtian had no doubt he would do it. The old man was a pervert, a twisted pervert.

Seeing that Yang Dingtian was silent, the old man slowly moved the Flame Feather toward Yang Dingtian's crotch, a sinister smile on his lips.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are Zhao Wujie from the Terror Manor, right?" Yang Dingtian suddenly said.

The old man was slightly taken aback and coldly asked, "How do you know? I haven't been active in the world for many years."

Why did Yang Dingtian know? Of course, it was because Dongfang Niemi told him.

The Terror Manor was once a dominant force, neither entirely good nor evil, not among the famous sects, but with considerable power. However, in Zhao Wujie's generation, to seize the position of Manor Lord, Zhao Wujie colluded with external enemies to kill all the experts who opposed him within the manor. Later, facing the attack from Cloud City, he had to sell himself to the northwest Qin family, making the Terror Manor a vassal of the northwest Qin family.

However, after failing to cultivate a sword soul a dozen years ago, he almost disappeared from the world. It was unexpected that he would appear here.

"You are not really interested in my array and incantation because they are not very useful to you. You are forcing me to reveal them just to torture me." Yang Dingtian said, "Even if I tell you the incantation and the array, you will still castrate and torture me."

The old man was slightly taken aback, then cackled, "It seems you understand me well. So, accept your fate. Why did you meet me here?"

Yang Dingtian continued, "The reason you are so perverted is that you have failed countless times in cultivating a sword soul. Many of your sword soul swords have been destroyed, one of which even had a Flame Vein Essence."

The old man's face changed, then he coldly laughed, revealing sharp teeth, "What else do you know? Speak up..."

"The reason you are here is that there might be a Blood Black Gold vein beneath this unfrozen water pool, possibly with dozens of pieces of Blood Black Gold. You want to obtain these Blood Black Gold pieces to forge a new sword soul sword." Yang Dingtian said.

The old man began to take Yang Dingtian seriously, "Why do you know there might be a Blood Black Gold vein here? Which Beast Tongue told you?"

"This is not important, Mr. Zhao Wujie." Yang Dingtian said, "The key is that you can't find the entrance to the underground vein. You know the entrance is in the unfrozen water pool, but even as an Eighth Rank Martial Venerable, you can't stay in it for long. Although your cultivation is very strong, your Mystic Vein is not at the Eighth Rank, so it's hard to resist the cold of the unfrozen water."

Zhao Wujie stared coldly at Yang Dingtian, "Are you trying to anger me to make me torture you more cruelly?"

"Of course not." Yang Dingtian said, "I want to live. You can't find the entrance to the vein, but I might be able to help you."

"You? An Enlightenment Seeker?" Zhao Wujie sneered.

"Yes, as an Enlightenment Seeker." Yang Dingtian said, "Because my Mystic Vein is at least five to six ranks higher than yours..."

"Ridiculous..." Zhao Wujie laughed, "There hasn't been a Ninth Rank Mystic Vein in the world for hundreds of years. What are you?"

Yang Dingtian smiled disdainfully and jumped into the unfrozen water, enduring the cold, "Actions speak louder than words. Talent can sometimes surpass decades of hard work. I have the most outstanding talent in the world."

Watching Yang Dingtian swim in the unfrozen water, Zhao Wujie's eyes flashed with shock and intense jealousy. He coldly laughed, "So what? You are so kind to help me find Blood Black Gold, knowing that once found, I will surely kill you."

"We'll see. Every moment of life is precious." Yang Dingtian said calmly, "I'm going to find the entrance. Are you coming?"

With that, Yang Dingtian swam deeper into the unfrozen water. Zhao Wujie's expression changed several times, and he also jumped into the unfrozen water.

Enduring the intense cold, Yang Dingtian kept swimming deeper and deeper.

The deeper he went, the colder it became. On the surface, Yang Dingtian could last about fifteen minutes, but now he could barely endure the cold.

His Nine Yang Mystic Vein was desperately releasing energy to resist the cold, but the heat was weakening, and Yang Dingtian was getting colder and weaker.

Zhao Wujie closely followed Yang Dingtian, almost reaching his limit. Although his Mystic Qi cultivation was much higher than Yang Dingtian's, his Mystic Vein was much weaker, so his cold resistance in the unfrozen water was about the same as Yang Dingtian's.

They had already dived twenty meters!

Thirty meters!

Forty meters!

Fifty meters!

Eighty meters!

Here, it must be below minus one hundred degrees, a temperature Yang Dingtian had never experienced.

Yang Dingtian could no longer endure it. His body was completely stiff and numb, and he could barely feel his limbs. His heart was beating slower and slower.

At this point, he was in mortal danger, but he was far from the bottom of the unfrozen water. He should return to the surface, or he would freeze to death.

But if he returned to the surface, Zhao Wujie would think Yang Dingtian was useless and would torture him to death.

"Go all out." Yang Dingtian clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and dived deeper.

Zhao Wujie was already at his limit. Seeing Yang Dingtian dive deeper, he was shocked. Was this Enlightenment Seeker not afraid of death?

Afraid that Yang Dingtian would escape, he wanted to catch up, but he was already at his limit. The cold water had completely sealed his Mystic Qi, his limbs were numb, his heart was beating slower, and if he didn't return to the surface soon, he would die in the water.

Zhao Wujie had been cultivating a sword soul for decades, failing repeatedly, which had driven him to madness. He had abandoned martial arts for over a decade and devoted himself entirely to cultivating a sword soul. Since he learned from a Beast Tongue that the abandoned mine was filled with unfrozen water, he had stayed here for a month, hoping to find a Blood Black Gold vein beneath the unfrozen water.

During this month, he had dived over a dozen times. He had not failed to find the entrance because there was only one, and it was a funnel-shaped pool that narrowed as he went deeper. He had failed because he could only dive to about eighty meters before risking death.

He had tried countless methods, taken countless pills, and worn countless pieces of equipment, but the deepest he could go was eighty meters. He estimated the pool was about two hundred meters deep, and he had not even reached half the distance.

Watching Yang Dingtian dive deeper, his body turning blue, Zhao Wujie gave up the idea of catching up. He had plenty of time and didn't want to freeze to death in the unfrozen water.

"Go, go, it's your lucky day. Freezing to death is better than being tortured to death by me. At least you'll have a complete body." Zhao Wujie thought, then turned and swam back to the surface.

Yang Dingtian kept diving deeper and deeper.

Eighty-five meters!

Ninety meters!

His body was completely numb. Even if he wanted to give up and swim back, he had no chance.

At this point, the area of the water around him was only half of what it was at the surface, and it was getting narrower. He estimated the pool was about two hundred meters deep, and he had not even reached half the distance, but he could only last a few more meters.

Ninety-five meters!

Yang Dingtian's soul was frozen. He didn't know the temperature, whether it was minus one hundred and fifty degrees.

Ninety-nine meters!

Yang Dingtian had lost all consciousness!

Bang!

With his last will and spirit, he pushed forward, as if breaking through something.

Then, Yang Dingtian's body flipped in the water and quickly rose to the surface.

His body, which had been completely frozen, gradually warmed up. Without any effort, his body kept rising, and the water temperature kept increasing.

Finally, Yang Dingtian regained consciousness, feeling the area of the water around him getting larger and the surface getting closer, and the light getting brighter.

"Phew..." Yang Dingtian burst out of the water.