Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme-Chapter 1380 - 1348: Anger

The Ice Hall stood towering in the snowstorm, crystal clear throughout, gleaming with an ice-blue halo, like a masterpiece crafted by the world's top artist, embodying the essence of a perfect, noble, and cold goddess.

Above the Ice Hall, countless white lines intertwined to form the "roulette" array, which slowly revolved in the sky, casting down strands of golden light that enveloped the entire hall vertically, adding a touch of mystery to its aura.

"Get out of the way!"

A rough shout exploded in the snowy expanse, where only the wailing winds were heard. Two vultures flying in the air immediately turned into showers of blood and flesh. At the same time, a figure flew toward the Ice Hall at extreme speed.

The golden flowing light draping the exterior of the Ice Hall posed almost no hindrance to this figure, allowing it to pass through directly.

This figure was none other than Lin Mo, rushing eagerly.

"Waking up so soon, it seems the master's Divine Medicine is indeed potent." An old voice exploded in Lin Mo's ear, and then a blur passed his eyes, and his figure appeared inside an icy palace.

Upon the throne crafted from ice crystal sat the Wolf God, holding a transparent crystal goblet filled with a green liquid.

"Master Wolf God." Seeing the Wolf God, Lin Mo courteously clasped his hands in greeting.

"You've awoken, but your aura is still weak. What brings you to this Ice Hall now?"

The Wolf God took a sip of his drink, looked at Lin Mo, and asked knowingly.

"Master Wolf God, I'm here to find my wife. Could you please tell me where she is?" Lin Mo's eyes burned intensely as he spoke.

"You're talking about the little girl born with a Yin Body? She should now be in the uppermost palace of the Ice Hall, probably frozen into an ice sculpture." The Wolf God shook his head, speaking slowly and leisurely.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's eyes twitched violently. "Meng Die isn't dead. I have a premonition; she's still alive. Master Wolf God, please open the Ice Gate and let me in."

Lin Mo had learned about the existence of the Ice Gate from Yingzi.

"Even I can't reach the second floor of the Ice Hall. Are you really going in? Once you're inside... if it's a dead end, will you not regret it? You must know that the little girl sacrificed a lot to save you. Do you want her efforts to be in vain?"

The Wolf God raised his head, his icy eyes gleaming with a cold light, staring straight at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo said, "If my life is to be exchanged for Meng Die's, then what's the point of living?"

"You really are birds of a feather." The Wolf God burst into laughter and waved his hand. In front of Lin Mo, an ice ridge door suddenly appeared.

Without any hesitation, Lin Mo strode toward the Ice Gate.

"Boy, I'll say it again, once you're in, it might be a path to death." The Wolf God reminded.

"Even if the path ahead is a sheer cliff, I won't regret it."

Leaving behind this last sentence, Lin Mo's figure disappeared into the Ice Gate.

The Wolf God paused for a moment, then shook his head helplessly. After stepping into the Ice Gate, Lin Mo entered the second hall of the Dao Ice Hall, where the bone-chilling cold permeated the entire space, like bloodthirsty Evil Ghosts incessantly surging toward Lin Mo. A thin layer of ice crystals instantly formed on his skin.

"In such a cold place, even I can barely resist it. How did Meng Die make it this far?" Lin Mo's eyes reddened as he stepped forward resolutely, imagining the hardships Xia Mengdie must have endured to seek medicine for him.

"Meng Die, you mustn't die. Wait for me to rescue you." Lin Mo gritted his teeth, the Star Power within his body continually emanating, resisting the pervasive cold. Despite his recent awakening and incomplete recovery, he could barely withstand the palace's bone-chilling cold.

The cold felt like countless silver needles, constantly piercing through the True Yuan "Barrier," embedding into his skin and reaching his blood, meridians, and marrow, nearly freezing him into an ice sculpture.

"Star Wheel Universe Map!" Suddenly, Lin Mo felt a warmth in his lower abdomen, as the Star Wheel Universe Map began to unfold automatically, emitting a faint heat that absorbed the invading cold into the Dantian, merging with the Star Power.

Upon introspection, he saw threads of cold energy converging toward the Star Power; Lin Mo's eyes widened at this miraculous scene.

The cold energy flowing into his Dantian condensed there, forming a mass of misty white "fog."

"What is happening?"

Lin Mo felt the cold diminishing, and the pain gradually subsided. Along with the continuous absorption of the cold, he felt a sense of "recovery," with his strength rapidly restoring.

Coming to his senses, Lin Mo stopped pondering the occurrence; his priority was finding Xia Mengdie.

With such wondrous effects, Lin Mo no longer feared the palace's chill, significantly quickening his pace. About two hours later, Lin Mo finally reached the eighteenth-floor palace, where the cold nearly twisted into "mist" or "liquid" forms. The Dantian's absorption slowed considerably, but the remaining chill remained within Lin Mo's tolerance.

"Meng Die..."

"I'm here, where are you?" Lin Mo gathered his True Yuan and shouted loudly; the reverberating sound waves nearly filled the entire eighteenth-floor palace.

Lin Mo's sword eyebrows furrowed tightly.

The Ice Hall was empty, without any echo.

"Meng Die... Meng Die..."

"Such a devoted lover."

Suddenly, an ethereal voice sounded by Lin Mo's ear.

"Who are you? Where is Meng Die?" Lin Mo glanced around, but everything was engulfed in hazy cold, without even a shadow; the voice seemed to ring in his mind.

"Did you take my Divine Medicine from Meng Die, causing her disappearance? I can return the Divine Medicine to you, exchanging life for life." Lin Mo clenched his fists, gritting his teeth as he spoke in a deep voice. "Your wife is already dead, but in recognition of your deep affection, I'll gift you something else." As the ethereal voice reappeared, an Ice Pearl swiftly shot toward Lin Mo, causing him to feel a loss of control over his body, unable to dodge.

The Ice Pearl directly embedded itself into Lin Mo's forehead, and a vast influx of information surged toward the Divine Sea as the palace returned to its cold silence.

Moments later, Lin Mo regained control over his body, and a piece of cultivation technique information emerged in his mind — the Ice Cloud Netherworld Record. "I don't want your things; give her back to me, take your things and leave." Lin Mo gritted his teeth, clenching his fists tightly, shouting sternly, the True Yuan within him surged out, shattering the surrounding cold instantly.