C87

In the desert, water resources were scarce. As long as it was a pool, it would be called a lake. The people who lived in the desert had never seen the sea, but they called the lake in the desert a sea.

Song Zhong stood at the edge of the cold lake. The color of the cold lake water was related to the sky. Sometimes it was blue, sometimes it was a kind of deep turquoise, the golden color given by the setting sun.

At this moment, the golden lake water in front of Song Zhong looked extremely warm. Only those who truly came into contact with the cold lake would know that the water here was so cold that it could freeze a person into ice.

Song Wan was standing not far behind Song Zhong as she quietly looked at her second brother. The future King of Ghost Clan, in order to fulfill his wish, would risk his life and dig out the cold iron from the cold lake.

She was very calm in her heart and wasn't like many people in her clan who would wholeheartedly oppose it when they knew that the future King of Ghost Clan was about to descend into the cold lake. Song Wan would naturally not let anything happen to her second brother, but she had to even more so help Song Zhong to fulfil his wish.

Song Wan was very confident in her medical skills, and was even more confident in her second brother, the future king of Ghost Clan.

Song Zhong took out Mermaid Silk s from his bosom and skillfully wore them on his body. He had grown up amongst the Sea of Sands s and was not good at water, luckily he had the Mermaid Silk s that Wu Ming gifted him. If it wasn't for the fact that this thing was mysterious, how could it have attracted Yu Mengran's admiring eyes?

The Mermaid Silk quickly attached itself to Song Zhong's body like a light muslin cloth, and Song Zhong dipped one of his feet into the water to feel the temperature. Song Zhong felt that all the pores on his body had naturally become closed after being slightly removed.

How many Heavenly Iron down there could make this lake so cold?

If there really were a lot of Heavenly Iron down there, they would have already fished out everything they had. If everyone in Salt Lake City had ice blades cast by Heavenly Iron, then Ghost Clan should be the king who ruled the world.

Song Zhong turned his head and nodded towards Song Wan, indicating that he was ready. Song Wan nodded towards her second brother, who was sitting cross-legged on the lakeside.

Dong ?

Song Zhong jumped into the center of the cold lake. The cold lake was bone-chilling cold, causing people to feel a little despair.

He felt that his speed had started to slow down ever since he entered the water. Although he could breathe freely in the water, the cold water made his hands and feet numb.

Although Song Zhong had already spread his Soul Power all over the place to prevent his body from being harmed by the cold energy, it was because of the cold energy from the lake water that caused Song Zhong's blood flow to slow down, greatly affecting his speed of advance in the water.

The water of the cold lake was very clear, and the bottom of the lake emitted a cold and clear light. The bottom of the lake was different from the rest of the Sea of Sands. Due to the location of the lake, the ground of the Sea of Sands was flat and covered with a large number of scattered sand dunes. Therefore, the sea water and lake water in the desert were very shallow, and there were even shallow ponds that appeared on the ground because of the dark river.

As for the Frigid Lake, it was very deep. Perhaps it was because of the deep pit in the ground caused by the fall of the Heavenly Iron. The area around the cold lake was not a desert, but a huge sandstone.

Even though there was no way to investigate, Song Zhong still felt that the formation of the Frigid Lake was like a deep pit that was smashed open by a bunch of Heavenly Iron s on a rock.

The deeper they went, the more intense the cold feeling became. At the start, although Song Zhong felt cold, he did not feel too uncomfortable. But as Song Zhong delved deeper, Song Zhong could clearly feel his heartbeat begin to slow down.

He even felt that if he could breathe, his breath would have frozen into two streams of ice.

Song Zhong reckoned that he had already sneaked in a dozen or so meters (Find: length, 8 feet for each search). Even if his eyesight was far stronger than ordinary people, he had already entered into a pitch-black environment. Song Zhong felt around in his arms and found a few small balls.

These little balls emitted a strong light. They had a name, Night Pearl. These Night Pearls had a small hole punched into them, each with a fingernail attached to it.

Song Zhong flexed his somewhat stiff fingers, and placed them on top of his sleeves. These Night Pearls, under Song Zhong's control, could then illuminate the place he wanted to see.

It was still pitch black in front of Song Zhong, and the cold lake was deeper and colder than he had thought.

Song Zhong was certain that the water temperature here was already lower than ice. He really didn't know why these lakes weren't frozen into a huge block of ice. Even if Song Zhong was able to breathe freely in the water because of the Mermaid Silk, every time he breathed, he felt his body temperature drop by a little.

Song Zhong looked at the pitch black space in front of him, then dived in for another few dozen meters.

Just as Song Zhong's Soul Power was covering his entire body in a uniform manner, so that his body could maintain its temperature. Although humans were the spirits of all living things, their endurance towards hypothermia was still limited. If a person was kept in a cold environment for a long period of time, their body temperature would drop.

In the long term, the function of the internal organs of the human body is obviously decreased, and people lose consciousness. When the body's temperature is low to a certain extent, it will freeze to death.

Cultivators can keep their body temperature at a normal person's level by burning their own Soul Power. No matter how strong a cultivator was, they would have to hold their breath in the water and burn the Soul Power to maintain their own body temperature. Due to the extreme cold of the cold lake, any strong cultivator would appear to be exhausted.

This was exactly what Yu Mengran said earlier, that he was determined to die.

Just at this moment, Song Zhong finally saw the bottom of the lake, because there were a few stones that were emitting cold silver light scattered at the bottom of the lake. Song Zhong could feel the cold aura being emitted from the stones that were scattered at the bottom of the lake.

The stones were not very large and were scattered at the bottom of the lake and embedded deeply in the bottom. Perhaps it was because of the light rays, but the color of the rock was black to the naked eye. However, there was a silver halo emitting from it. The color of the halo was silvery white, giving off a cold feeling.

Song Zhong couldn't help but look at the bottom of the lake. The bottom of the lake was extremely narrow, and he guessed that this was a Heavenly Iron. All the Heavenly Iron were within his range of vision, and Heavenly Iron were indeed rare. Even if he fished out all the Heavenly Iron in the Frigid Lake, the Heavenly Iron here would only be able to forge two swords and a dagger, or perhaps he could only forge one blade and one sword.

Song Zhong's lips raised, although entering the lake was a little cold, it was not as terrifying as what Uncle Yu had said. Could it be that his current cultivation had already surpassed Uncle Yu's?

Song Zhong continued to dive deeper. When he was just a few meters away from the Heavenly Iron ore, the smile on his face stiffened.