Chapter 239: Thick Death Qi

greater.Because most of them are orphans, they just need to do whatever it takes to survive.While cultivators from all realms may have vast power, they still need to consider the lives of their fello...Just as Jiang Yun fell into a coma, in another world of ice and snow, a middle-aged man in white suddenly opened his eyes.

If Jiang Yun could see him at this moment, he would find that the man's appearance was exactly the same as Xue Mo's divine consciousness.

The man's pair of white eyes gazed into the distance, muttering to himself: "The wisp of divine consciousness I left behind back then, has finally dissipated!"

"It seems our tribe is in grave danger. I just don't know if he will help us overcome this crisis!"

After a moment's contemplation, the man continued, "Even though you have developed your own consciousness, since you are my Xuelu Chenge's divine thought, I will make sure you return even if you dissipate!"

It is obvious that this person is the number one demon in the Shan Hai Realm, the former venerable Xue Mu!

"Return, my spirit!"

As the snow fell with a hush, he extended his palm and lightly grasped at the air.

Suddenly, a tiny snowflake vortex appeared in the palm of his hand.

And as he gazed upon the swirling vortex of snow, Xue Mocheng's face revealed a hint of surprise. "Snow Dance Burial! Even now, there are still members of the Snow Clan who can carry my divine consciousness and wield this technique"

Under the continuous swirling, it gradually condensed into a human form. But this human form was not Xue Mu's divine consciousness, but Jiang Yun.

Looking at Jiang Yun, the surprise on the man's face deepened: "He isn't from my clan, but a human! A human carrying my divine consciousness And he even wields our clan's Snow Dance Funeral..."

"This, how is this possible"

Just then, the man's face suddenly changed.

Because above the sky, a gigantic hand suddenly appeared, reaching for the figure of Gingercloud within its palm.

"Temple of the Dao!"

The man's face paled with fear. As he uttered these three words, his figure suddenly darted backward.

But the snowflake shaped ginger cloud that had condensed at her palm was directly snatched away by the giant hand.

Although the giant hand had vanished in an instant, the man looked in the direction it disappeared and said with lingering fear: "What is this human's background To have provoked the Dao Temple's intervention!"

“My snow clan and he are related. So, is this a blessing or a curse”

……

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yun slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a beautiful face and a pair of blue eyes.

At this very moment, these eyes were filled with worry, but the instant they saw Jiang Yun open his eyes, the worry transformed into astonishment, and even exclaimed, "You're awake!"

"Snow White!"

Jiang Yun also recognized Xueqing, his hands clenched tightly, struggling to sit up.

Xue Qing hurriedly reached out and gently pressed on Jiang Yun's arms. "Don't rush to get up," she said. "Grandpa said your injuries are too serious and you still need to recuperate!"

Jiang Yun still sat upright and said, "I'm fine! By the way, are you hurt How are your people, and your ancestor, Elder Gong How long have I been unconscious"

Ginger could naturally feel a dull ache in her body, and she knew her injuries hadn't fully healed.

He was first nearly killed by Dao Ling Jing's Jin Yi Fei with a palm strike, then his injuries worsened after being merged with Xue Mu Cheng Shen Nian from the Tian You Jing. Finally, he went through a great battle with Xue Dian Yi from Di Hu Jing.

Under the continuous fighting, thanks to Xue Mo's divine sense suppressing his injuries, he had always been able to hold on. Otherwise, he should have died long ago.

But when Xue Mu became a god and left, all of his injuries finally erupted at the same time, causing him to fall into a coma.

But fortunately, due to his incredibly powerful physical strength, he continuously healed himself during his unconscious state. Although not fully recovered, he had healed about six or seven out of ten.

When Ginger Cloud woke up, the first thing he cared about was himself. A blush instantly appeared on Xue Qing's face.

"Only then did I realize that my palm was still tightly gripping Gingercloud's arm. I quickly let go and said, "I'm not hurt, Grandpa and the clan members are all fine. You were unconscious for a total of three days!"

This answer finally put Jiang Yunshen's heart at ease. He opened his mouth as if to speak.

And Xueqing apparently guessed what he wanted to ask. Before he could open his mouth, she preemptively said: “This time the Wan Yao Ku almost wiped out its entire army, but Jin Yifei took Hu Duming and those five cave heaven spirit demons and escaped!”

Actually, Ginger Cloud could have guessed the result.

Before he fell into a coma, all the remaining mortals in Myriad Demon Cave had already been killed by Blood Dye.

Although Jin Yifei had destroyed half of his body, with his Dao Ling realm strength, he should still be able to escape.

"But be careful, they might come back!"

Xueqing nodded and said, "Don't worry, just yesterday, Grandpa had already finished all the preparations and said we could leave at any time!"

"Really!"

This news instantly lifted Jiang Yun's spirits, so much so that he straightened up and stood directly, saying: "Then I would trouble Miss Xue, please take me to meet my grandfather as soon as possible!"

Although Xueqing didn't say it, how could Jiangyun not guess Since the Snow Clan was able to leave yesterday but chose to stay, they must have been waiting for him to wake up.

For the Xue people, this kind of waiting is still risky.

After all, the Wan Yao Gu could appear again at any time. So now that I'm awake, let's not waste any more time.

Hurry and help the Snow Clan leave this place, so you can also put your mind at ease sooner.

As Jian Yun rose to his feet, he finally noticed the surroundings.

Though it is already deep in the night, snowflakes continue to fall across the sky.

But around herself and Xueqing, there was a circle of snowflakes constantly swirling, isolating this place from the outside world.

Of course, this was a temporary formation set up by the old man himself for his own rest.

Xue Qing also stood up and walked to Jiang Yun's side, saying: "Grandpa they are just outside! Are you really alright"

"It's ok!"

To prove he wasn't lying, Ginger Cloud flashed a smile at Xue Qing.

Even, he waved his arms forcefully and said, "Being injured is commonplace for me; I'm used to it."

After finishing his words, Jiang Yun took a step and walked out of the formation.

Beyond the formations, it was still a white expanse. On this land, hundreds of white figures sat cross-legged, all naturally members of the Snow Tribe.

Although they had escaped death and survived the ordeal, the deaths of over a hundred clan members left them with no joy.

Each one sat in silence, reminiscing about their loved ones.

"

My friend, you're awake!

"

At that moment, a raspy voice sounded in Jiang Yun's ear. Following the sound, he looked and saw the speaker, his body trembling slightly and his face filled with shock.

"Grandfather, elder, what is wrong with you"

The speaker is naturally the patriarch of the Xue clan.

But at this moment, Grandpa's appearance was much older than when Ginger Cloud had first met him!

His face was creased with wrinkles, and his white eyes were clouded. His already short stature had been further hunched over by age.

The whole person seemed to have aged a hundred years in these three days.

Even Ginger Cloud's keen senses could feel a heavy aura of death emanating from him!

First release on the繁體小說網. Ginger Rou couldn't determine how far the Spirit Master was from them, Ginger Yun knew it must be extremely distant.The Celestial Realm would certainly not imprison the Spirit Lord in a place closer...