The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1312: Demon Heaven Snow Ridge

Demon Heaven Snow Ridge was a vast icefield located beneath the sacred land of the Dongling Immortal Pool, where countless demonic beasts roamed. Among them were beings of Demon Emperor rank who dominated entire regions. Even some elders of the Dongling Immortal Pool dared not provoke them lightly.

Disciples of Dongling Immortal Pool often trained within Demon Heaven Snow Ridge. Humans and demonic beasts suffered casualties on both sides, yet a delicate balance was maintained.

After parting with Mo Qingfeng, Ling Feng chose one of the three routes that could earn a grade A evaluation and set off toward Dongling Immortal Pool.

By that time, most of the geniuses who had obtained qualification tokens had already departed in groups. Although everyone wanted a grade A evaluation, the more difficult the route, the greater the danger it carried.

If someone overestimated their abilities and chose a route beyond their limits, dying in Demon Heaven Snow Ridge was far from rare.

Because of this, selecting strong companions became a matter of real importance.

For example, Princess Qian Ling, Lu Tianyi, and Mu Feiyang were all highly sought after choices.

Princess Qian Ling and Lu Tianyi each selected two relatively strong teammates and chose grade A routes of their own. Mu Feiyang, however, wore a frosty expression and rejected every invitation to form a team. After Ling Feng's group had walked some distance, Mu Feiyang chose the very same route as Ling Feng.

No one noticed that not long after Mu Feiyang set out, a gray figure flashed past and vanished in the blink of an eye.

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Snow filled the sky. The temperature throughout Demon Heaven Snow Ridge dropped to extreme lows. Even cultivators like Ling Feng felt the bone piercing cold, as though the blood in their bodies were about to freeze.

In such an environment, silence ruled. Each step crunched loudly against the snow, every sound standing out with unsettling clarity.

And danger often hid within that silence.

Before long, the cultivators who entered Demon Heaven Snow Ridge learned just how terrifying this place truly was.

Snow fell here year round, and these snowflakes could refract and fold a martial practitioner's spiritual consciousness again and again. The very sense cultivators relied on to detect danger became useless.

Images perceived through spiritual consciousness might appear nearby, or they might originate hundreds of li away. Within Demon Heaven Snow Ridge, everyone became "blind". The only thing one could trust was what lay before their eyes.

No, even what the eyes saw could not be trusted. Beneath the pristine white snow lay hidden threats. A moment of distraction could pull one into an illusion from which escape was impossible.

Because of this, the snow of Demon Heaven Snow Ridge earned the name Demon Snow!

After traveling for half a day, Mo Sanqing began to feel dizzy. Although his cultivation was the highest among the three, his spiritual consciousness was the weakest.

The chaotic images reflected back from the snow overwhelmed his mind. His eyes grew swollen and red. After experiencing the power of the Demon Snow, he no longer dared to use his spiritual consciousness recklessly and could only follow closely behind Ling Feng.

What puzzled him was that Ling Feng seemed completely unaffected by the Demon Snow. He could even sense demonic beasts hidden beneath the snow in advance and kill them in a single strike.

Tuoba Yan appeared to possess the same ability. In the end, Mo Sanqing became the only one dragging the group down.

"Let us rest for a moment."

Ling Feng glanced back at Mo Sanqing. He held no goodwill toward him, but since he had given Mo Qingfeng his word, he would at least ensure this man did not die needlessly.

Tuoba Yan stood quietly to the side. She did not seem bothered by this environment. In fact, with her Profound Yin Physique, she appeared to prefer the snowy mountains.

Mo Sanqing took several deep breaths and clenched his teeth. "I am fine. Let us keep moving!"

"There is no need to force yourself right now."

Ling Feng gave him a sideways look. This man did have some toughness. He was not as useless as Ling Feng had thought.

With proper tempering, he might achieve something one day. Still, Ling Feng was not his father. Given Mo Sanqing's past actions, Ling Feng felt no desire to help him further. Help was given only when deserved, and this man did not merit it.

Mo Sanqing gritted his teeth and stopped insisting. He closed his eyes. A sharp pain surged through them, bringing tears that froze into ice the moment they fell and stuck at the corners, sending waves of pain through him.

The route Ling Feng chose amplified the effects of the Demon Snow by about five times compared to ordinary paths. An average cultivator would likely collapse from the snow alone before even encountering a demonic beast.

After resting for about half an hour, Ling Feng stood up and said calmly, "That is enough. Let us continue, we only have three days."

Tuoba Yan followed him without a word.

Mo Sanqing rubbed his temples. The brief rest restored some of his strength. After realizing that Ling Feng had no intention of harming him along the way, he stopped guarding against him. Walking behind Ling Feng and using his back to block the reflected light from the Demon Snow made things much easier.

At last, dusk fell. Once the sun set in the snowy valley, darkness descended so completely that one could not see a hand in front of their face. Ling Feng found a cave early. After killing the snow bear inside, the cave became their temporary shelter.

A campfire was lit. Before long, the snow bear turned into fragrant roasted meat. Ling Feng casually tossed a piece to Mo Sanqing and said flatly, "After nightfall, you and I will keep watch outside."

"Uh... all right..."

Mo Sanqing glanced at Ling Feng and picked up the meat. Ling Feng's cooking was nothing special, but demonic beast flesh contained energy that was excellent for restoring strength.

After eating, Ling Feng and Mo Sanqing stood guard at the cave entrance with a fire burning outside. Tuoba Yan stayed inside to rest.

"That... Brother Ling..."

Mo Sanqing clenched his fists and hesitated. Remembering how he had once suspected Ling Feng of planning to torment him at Demon Heaven Snow Ridge, he felt a wave of shame.

"Say what you want to say."

Ling Feng did not even open his eyes. He leaned against the stone wall with his arms crossed, his expression cold.

"I... actually... thank you."

Mo Sanqing scratched the back of his head and struggled to say those words.

His nature was not truly malicious. He was merely proud and arrogant. At the very least, he accepted defeat fairly and had not resorted to underhanded tricks.

"This is only out of respect for Senior Qingfeng."

Ling Feng's expression did not change. His tone remained indifferent.

"Regardless, thank you."

Mo Sanqing clenched his teeth. "There is something else. I do not know whether I should tell you."

He recalled how, after the qualification assessment ended, Qin Wuyang had mingled with the Mu family elder. There was likely a plot at work. More likely than not, it was a plot aimed directly at Ling Feng!