C343 A Living Ice Sculpture?

Although it was just a feeling of not coming, Ye Heng didn't feel that it was ridiculous at all.

However, Ye Heng didn't care about these things right now. What he cared about was whether there was anything that could still be used in the ice sculptures that were sealed in ice.

Some things were corroded by time extremely quickly. Usually, they would completely disappear in a few hundred or two thousand years.

Some things had extremely strong resistance to the corrosion of time. Often, a few thousand years was insufficient to disperse them. Only by counting ten thousand years would it be possible to completely dissipate them.

Since they were already here, Ye Heng naturally had to give it a try.

Ye Heng urgently needed to obtain powerful strength in a short period of time. His mother's situation was like a sharp sword hanging above his head all the time.

Although it was said to be three years, no one knew if there would be any changes in it.

If it happened, with Ye Heng's current strength, he would not be able to help at all. In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the person closest to him died in his eyes.

Furthermore, Ye Heng was very sure. The man wearing the wolf mask from the Ghost Sect was his good friend, Lim Hua.

The changes that happened to Lim Hua had caused Ye Heng to feel uneasy.

Ye Heng was a little afraid. His good friend had taken the wrong path.

Lastly, there was the promise he made with "her. " Ye Heng needed to be powerful to accomplish all of this.

Ye Heng's heart trembled. He once again walked to the front of a Human Martial Cultivator that was sealed in ice.

This was a dignified martial artist. Even at the last moment of being frozen, he still had a faint smile on his lips.

From this, it could be seen that this martial artist must have been an extremely open-minded person when he was alive.

On his right index finger. There was a light red Storage Ring.

This was the reason why Ye Heng chose this ice sculpture.

Although Ye Heng did not know which type of Storage Ring was better, it was obvious that judging from its appearance, not only was it direct, it was also the most effective and fastest.

In the next moment, Ye Heng stretched out his palm toward the human ice sculpture.

"Crack. . . Crack. . . Crack. . . "

The sound of shattering echoed in Ye Heng's ears. Then, cracks began to appear on the ice sculpture of the Human Martial Cultivator.

Finally, the cracks covered the entire ice sculpture before it exploded.

Just like before, the smiling martial artist disappeared into thin air.

However, it was unknown whether Ye Heng was hallucinating or overthinking. He saw that the martial artist's smile changed slightly.

How should he put it?

When he was sealed in ice, Ye Heng could only feel helplessness from the martial artist's smile. But at that moment, that smile gave Ye Heng a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

In the next moment, a crisp sound rang in Ye Heng's ears.

"Ding Ling. . . "

That was the sound of the Storage Ring falling to the ground. Ye Heng looked over and saw a light red Storage Ring lying there.

Ye Heng subconsciously grabbed at the light red Storage Ring. It felt real when he touched it.

However, Ye Heng knew that it would depend on what happened next if it was really useful.

Immediately after, Ye Heng closed his eyes. His spiritual energy penetrated through his body and poured into the light red Storage Ring in his palm.

Without any hindrance, Ye Heng's spiritual energy smoothly penetrated into the light red Storage Ring.

Under the cover of his spiritual energy, Ye Heng saw dozens of strange looking weapons with terrifying power standing there.

Ye Heng was afraid that this light red Storage Ring would be like before, so he immediately used his spiritual energy to wrap around one of the weapons that looked like a long spear.

Although Ye Heng also wanted to bring out all of these weapons at once, with his mental strength, he could not do it.

Therefore, Ye Heng took a step back and took out one of the weapons.

Almost as soon as Ye Heng took out the weapon, a clear cracking sound echoed in his ears.

As expected, the faint red Storage Ring in Ye Heng's palm also completely shattered like before.

Seeing this scene, Ye Heng's plan to take out more weapons failed.

Casually shaking off the Storage Ring that had turned into gravel, Ye Heng's gaze landed on the weapon he had just taken out.

It was a long spear that was ten feet long. The tip of the spear seemed to be stained with fresh blood. It was blood red in color.

Ye Heng could even smell the pungent smell of blood on it.

However, just as Ye Heng's right hand was about to touch the spear. . .

The spear, which had originally been a solid object, shattered like a grain of sand. It flowed through Ye Heng's palm and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Ye Heng could not help but reveal a bitter smile.

It seemed that even if he stayed in the Storage Ring, he could still suffer the erosion of the power of time.

After noticing this point, Ye Heng could only set his sights on the next one.

Raising his head, Ye Heng looked around, and once again found a good target.

Because there were too many martial artists sealed in ice here, Ye Heng did not spend much effort to find another suitable ice sculpture.

Compared to the elegant and elegant martial artist from before, this martial artist sealed in ice was clearly very thick. He was big and thick. His arms were even thicker than Ye Heng's thighs.

Moreover, this martial artist's face appeared somewhat sinister, which was caused by excessive anger.

Presumably, when this martial artist died, he also had a stomach full of unwillingness, unwilling to admit defeat and wanted to kill his enemy.

And in this thick martial artist's hands, he tightly grasped a five foot long sabre. The back of the sabre was inlaid with five metal silver rings, and there were blood grooves on both sides of the sabre.

Presumably, if this sabre cut onto his body, his waist would definitely cut off his stretch.

Even if it was just a slight scratch, it would definitely cause irreparable injuries.

Although Ye Heng did not use a blade, he could still give it to someone else. At the very least, it would be a good choice to exchange it for an Essence Crystal.

Ye Heng walked quickly to the front of the thick martial artist that was frozen. Just as he was about to reach out his hand to touch it. . .

Suddenly, the scene in front of him made Ye Heng stop his hand.

At this moment, Ye Heng's face revealed a trace of shock.

Just as he was about to reach out his hand and touch the ice sculpture. . .

The thick martial artist's eyelids that had been frozen actually moved.

It was precisely because of this that Ye Heng could not help but stop extending his hand. His pupils constricted violently.

This. . . Could it be that the martial practitioner in this ice sculpture was alive?