The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 440: Exploring the Secret of Desperate Situation, Life and Death

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen found the key fragment in the library and learned that the evil creature was the remnant of the demon sect that was sealed thousands of years ago. It wanted to be reborn by borrowing the sect's spiritual veins, and the solution required collecting three ancient artifacts. At this time, although they had a direction in their hearts, they also knew that the road ahead was full of difficulties and obstacles.

"Chen, of these three artifacts, one is in the Arctic ice field, and one is in the abyss of the South China Sea. Just by hearing the place names, you know that they are not easy to find. And the whereabouts of another one is unknown. Where should we start looking for it?" Yun Yao frowned, her eyes full of solemnity. Her fingers gently stroked the ancient and obscure words on the fragment, as if she wanted to dig out more clues from it.

Chu Mochen slightly raised his head and stared at the dome of the library. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Yao'er, let's go to the known place to explore first. The Arctic ice field is extremely cold and the environment is harsh. It is expected that the artifact must be heavily guarded. The abyss of the South China Sea is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is extremely dangerous. It should not be underestimated. But for the sake of the sect and for the peace of this cultivation world, we have an obligation to do so." His voice was low and firm, with an unquestionable determination, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Yun Yao was full of trust and concern.

Yun Yao nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and carefully put away the fragments. "Okay, then let's set off immediately without further delay. Let's head to the Arctic Icefield first, hoping to find the artifact as soon as possible and curb the remnants of this evil cult."

After a brief preparation, the two flew into the air on their swords, heading for the far north. Along the way, the cold wind was like a knife, cutting their faces painfully. As the distance got closer, the temperature became colder, and the circulation of spiritual power became slower. Yun Yao tightened her cloak, which was specially put on by Chu Mochen before he set off. With his body temperature, she felt a little comforted in the cold.

"Chen, the cold is getting more and more severe. I'm afraid it's almost reaching the heart of the Arctic ice field. We have to be careful not to freeze the foundation of our spiritual power." Yun Yao shouted loudly, her voice a little broken by the howling cold wind.

Chu Mochen approached Yun Yao and protected them both with his spiritual power: "Don't be afraid, Yao'er, I'm here." These few simple words flowed into Yun Yao's heart like a warm current.

Finally, an endless silver-white ice field came into view. Huge ice spikes were stuck in the snow like sharp swords, flashing a cold light under the pale sunlight.

"Where could the sacred artifact be hidden? This ice field is so vast. I don't know how long it will take if I search blindly." Yun Yao looked around, full of anxiety.

"Don't be anxious, Yao'er, let's explore along the edge of the ice field first. Ancient books mentioned that divine artifacts are often accompanied by abnormal movements of spiritual power. Let's pay attention, and maybe we can find some clues." Chu Mochen said calmly.

The two of them slowly descended, and just as they stepped onto the ice field, they felt their feet loosen up, and they actually stepped into an ice trap. The ice layer broke instantly, and the piercing ice water rushed in. Yun Yao was startled, and subconsciously reached out to grab Chu Mochen. Chu Mochen reacted very quickly, holding Yun Yao in his arms, and flew up with all his strength on his sword. But the ice water seemed to be sticky, pulling their bodies, and the circulation of their spiritual power was also severely hindered.

"Yao'er, use your spiritual power to dispel the cold!" Chu Mochen shouted. Yun Yao gritted her teeth and used her spiritual power with all her strength. A faint glow appeared around her. Together with Chu Mochen, she barely broke free from the ice swamp and landed on the solid ice again.

"It was a close call. This ice field is full of hidden dangers." Yun Yao was still in shock and her face turned pale.

"Let's just be more careful." Chu Mochen gently held Yun Yao's hand and sent her a trace of warm spiritual power.

Continuing forward, Yun Yao suddenly stopped and looked serious: "Chen, do you feel the fluctuation of spiritual power ahead?"

Chu Mochen concentrated his attention and nodded after a moment: "There is indeed some movement, the artifact must be nearby."

The two quickened their pace. A huge iceberg appeared in front of them. The spiritual power fluctuations were coming from the belly of the mountain. As soon as they approached the iceberg, several giant ice beasts roared and pounced, with cold air lingering around them and fangs like frosty blades.

Yun Yao drew her sword, and a thin layer of ice instantly condensed on the sword: "You've come just in time, anyone who blocks me will die!" She flashed and rushed towards the giant beast first. Her sword moves were sharp, and every time she swung the sword, ice chips flew everywhere.

Chu Mochen followed closely behind, his palms flying, sending out waves of ice-blue spiritual power, cooperating tacitly with Yun Yao. The two of them fought and advanced, gradually approaching the entrance of the iceberg.

However, the giant beasts became more and more violent, and one of them suddenly spewed out an extremely cold air flow. Yun Yao was unable to avoid it, and her left arm was brushed by the cold air, and became numb instantly.

"Yao'er!" Chu Mochen exclaimed, and dodged in front of Yun Yao to block the follow-up attack for her, "How are you?"

"It's okay, just some frostbite." Yun Yao gritted her teeth and said stubbornly.

Chu Mochen felt distressed, but he also knew that this was not the time to delay, so he supported Yun Yao and quickly slipped into the iceberg.

Inside the mountain, there was flickering light. A divine weapon emitting a faint blue glow was suspended in the air, with runes flowing around it, as if resisting outsiders from approaching.

"This is the first artifact. How do I collect it?" Yun Yao looked at the artifact with difficulty.

Chu Mochen looked at it for a moment and said, "The runes around this artifact should be a seal, which needs to be broken with corresponding spiritual power. Let me try." After that, he sat down cross-legged, mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, changed the magic formula with his hands, and slowly pushed it towards the artifact.

Yun Yao was guarding the mountain, watching the surroundings vigilantly. Suddenly, the mountain shook, and the ice on the top fell off, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

"Chen, hurry up, the mountain is about to collapse!" Yun Yao shouted anxiously.

Chu Mochen's forehead was sweating, his spiritual power output became more and more intense, and the light of the rune gradually dimmed. Just as the mountain was about to collapse, the artifact hummed and flew into Chu Mochen's hands.

"Hurry up!" Chu Mochen pulled Yun Yao up and flew through the iceberg with his sword. Behind him, the iceberg collapsed with a loud bang, stirring up snow and fog all over the sky.

"Finally I got one, but this is just the beginning." Yun Yao looked at the artifact in her hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right. Next, we will head to the abyss of the South China Sea." Chu Mochen looked determined.

The two of them took a short break and then rushed to the South China Sea without stopping. Along the way, the climate changed from extremely cold to hot and humid, and the sea breeze blew in their faces with a salty smell.

Near the South China Sea, the sea is rough and the undercurrent is surging, like a giant beast that is ready to devour its prey.

"The abyss of the South China Sea is said to be bottomless, hiding countless sea beasts and unknown dangers." Yun Yao looked at the sea, worried.

"No matter what, we must get the artifact." Chu Mochen clenched his fists, his eyes determined.

The two flew low on their swords, searching for the entrance to the abyss along the sea surface. Suddenly, a group of seabirds flew away in surprise, and a whirlpool suddenly formed in the sea water below. A huge octopus monster broke out of the water, its tentacles dancing and causing a large splash of water.

"Be careful!" Yun Yao exclaimed, and dodged a sweeping tentacle.

Chu Mochen raised his hand and slashed at the octopus monster with spiritual power, but he saw that the tentacles were as hard as iron and only left a shallow white mark.

"This monster has thick skin and flesh, and ordinary attacks are unlikely to be effective." Yun Yao frowned.

The two of them fought with the octopus monster for a long time, consuming a lot of energy. Yun Yao suddenly had an idea: "Chen, let's attack its eyes, which should be its weak point."

Chu Mochen understood, and the two of them worked together to focus on the octopus monster's eyes. After several fierce battles, they finally hit the vital point, and the octopus monster screamed in pain and sank to the bottom of the sea.

"Huh, luckily we found its weakness." Yun Yao wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Continuing forward, they found a place with dark water and dense whirlpools, which was the entrance to the South China Sea abyss.

"Let's go down." Chu Mochen took Yun Yao's hand.

The two of them slowly dived in, the water pressure suddenly increased, and the spiritual shield was pressed and creaked. As the depth increased, the light became dimmer, and from time to time strange luminous creatures swam around, and some unidentified objects passed by, and the chill ran from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

"Yao'er, follow me closely." Chu Mochen warned in a low voice.

At the bottom of the abyss, they found an ancient ruin, with the light of a divine artifact looming in the depths of the ruins. As soon as they approached, a group of skeleton marines surrounded them with rusty weapons in their hands.

"Obstructing you again, huh!" Yun Yao snorted coldly and rushed into the enemy camp with sword in hand.

Chu Mochen cast a spell, and the flame power burned under the water, dispelling the cold, and killing the enemy together with Yun Yao.

After finally reaching the center of the ruins, they found that the artifact was trapped by a water curtain barrier.

"This barrier needs to be broken by combining water-attributed spiritual power with special spells." Yun Yao said after observing for a moment.

Chu Mochen nodded, and together with Yun Yao, he cast a spell and injected spiritual energy. The water curtain trembled and gradually became thinner. But at this time, the surrounding sea water surged wildly, as if to crush them.

“Hold on!” Yun Yao shouted, veins bulging on his forehead.

Finally, the water curtain was broken and the artifact was in hand. The two did not dare to stay and quickly floated up. When they rushed out of the sea, they were exhausted.

"We have obtained two artifacts, only the last one is missing." Yun Yao panted.

"But I have no clue about the last one." Chu Mochen frowned.

The two returned to the sect and, on the one hand, sent people to search for the whereabouts of the last artifact, and on the other hand, strengthened the sect's defense to prevent the remnants of the evil cult from taking the opportunity to wreak havoc.

In the sect, Yun Yao studied ancient books day and night, trying to find clues from fragments of words. One day, she found a vague record in a long-forgotten notebook: "The light of the artifact is hidden at the top of chaos, born against the world, and only those with a true heart can obtain it."

"Chen, do you think this is talking about the location of the last artifact? The top of chaos, what is this place?" Yun Yao hurriedly found Chu Mochen.

Chu Mochen thought for a long time: "I have heard that there is a mysterious place where the cultivation world and the chaotic void meet. It is always surrounded by clouds and mist, and there are lightning and thunder. Maybe it is the peak of chaos. But that place is extremely dangerous and there is a high risk of death."

“No matter how dangerous it is, we must give it a try, for the sake of our sect and for everyone.” Yun Yao’s eyes were determined.

The two of them set out on their journey again, heading towards the Peak of Chaos. Along the way, the space became increasingly unstable, and the spiritual power became chaotic. As they approached the Peak of Chaos, they saw a towering tower standing in the center of a violent spiritual storm, with lightning like a snake, constantly striking down.

"The artifact must be in that tower." Yun Yao pointed at the tall tower.

The two of them advanced against the storm, and as soon as they entered the tower, they were swept into a space-time turbulence. When they came to their senses, they were in a strange space, surrounded by phantoms that seemed real and fake.

"What is this place?" Yun Yao looked around vigilantly.

"It's like an illusion, don't be confused." Chu Mochen reminded.

The two walked forward cautiously, but they kept encountering phantoms of old acquaintances, some crying for help, some glaring at them, all of which tested their state of mind. Yun Yao kept her mind focused, and supported Chu Mochen, stepping out of the illusion step by step.

Finally, they arrived at the top of the tower, where the last artifact was quietly suspended, exuding a mysterious aura. But at this moment, a strong pressure descended from the sky, and it turned out that the spirit puppet guarding the artifact had awakened.

The spirit puppet was tall, with spiritual fire burning in its eyes, and spiritual power roared when it raised its hands. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other and attacked at the same time. Yun Yao used agile sword moves to contain Chu Mochen, while Chu Mochen used powerful spells to attack.

After a long battle, the two were almost exhausted and covered with wounds. Just as the spirit puppet launched a fatal attack, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were in sync and worked together to sacrifice the first two artifacts, which shone brightly and temporarily suppressed the spirit puppet. Taking this opportunity, Yun Yao flew over and grabbed the last artifact.

With the three artifacts in hand, the spirit puppets dissipated with a bang. The two collapsed to the ground and smiled at each other. Although they were exhausted, they were full of relief.

"We've finally gathered all of them. Let's go back to our sect." Yun Yao said weakly.

Chu Mochen nodded, helped Yun Yao up, and set off on the journey home. Along the way, they experienced life and death, but their friendship became deeper and deeper, and they were one step closer to the goal of saving the sect and protecting the world of cultivation. Now, the artifacts are gathered, and a thrilling final showdown is about to begin. They will be fearless, turn the tide, and write the final chapter of their legend.