Chapter 1602: Crushing by Intelligence

Chapter 1602 -68: Crushing by Intelligence

The cold wind howled like a ghost’s wail, and the snow flying in all directions reduced visibility to less than two meters.

With a crisp sound, a hand wrapped in a light blue crystal layer pierced the solid ice, and the five fingers clutched the ice layer like hooks.

Su Xiao could no longer ascertain how low the surrounding temperature was; after climbing 50 meters, the temperature plummeted again.

Su Xiao’s left hand pierced into the solid ice, suspending his body on the iceberg, and a small compressed oxygen bottle appeared in his hand.

Biting the bottle’s mouth, Su Xiao took a deep breath. He wasn’t inhaling oxygen due to altitude sickness but because after reaching the Permafrost Sea region, there was no oxygen in the air; temperatures below minus 200° caused changes in oxygen molecules, beginning to turn into liquid form. With enough pressure, liquid oxygen could be formed.

After Su Xiao took a breath, the tiny oxygen bottle in his hand was already full of cracks; with a crisp sound, it shattered.

In this ghostly place, it was unclear how the Mo Yi Family managed to overcome it. No wonder they were so assured about the Death Land; without thorough preparation, even a Fifth Stage Witch would have no return.

Su Xiao discarded the tiny oxygen bottle in his hand, and the light blue crystal layer crawled onto his right hand.

Crack, crack…

Su Xiao continued climbing up; before he knew it, he had reached over a hundred meters in height. Yet for this iceberg, which was several kilometers high, this was just the beginning.

Su Xiao was not enjoying it, whereas A Mu, hanging below, was quite leisurely, ignoring the low temperatures and looking around as it wasn’t time for it to exert itself yet.

Ice chips splattered, appearing particularly crystal-clear amidst the flying snow. Having just climbed over a hundred meters, Su Xiao began to feel cold, bone-chilling cold. It wasn’t a metaphor — the cold wind blowing felt like razor blades slicing over his bone.

Su Xiao looked up, eyes landing on a vast expanse of white, vaguely seeing the ice layers hanging upside down high above.

Height: 275 meters.

Su Xiao clung to the reverse ice layer like a gecko. At that moment, he felt warmth from within, a feeling he immediately stopped climbing upon.

Those who freeze to death won’t feel cold, but warm. This is the nervous system transmitting erroneous signals to the brain due to extreme cold.

Su Xiao hung on the ice layer. Apart from his right hand hooked into the ice layer, his body was entirely suspended. It’s time for A Mu.

“A Mu.”

Hearing Su Xiao’s call, A Mu, ten meters below, let out a low roar and began to swing back and forth,

With a crisp sound, A Mu climbed onto the iceberg, Su Xiao let go of his arm, falling freely. As he descended to the same height as A Mu, he grabbed the horn on A Mu’s head.

The first to be replaced was the sling. In such low temperatures, even ropes woven from hundreds of thousands of fibers couldn’t be completely reliable; they needed regular replacement.

After replacing the sling, Su Xiao released his arm.

Ding!

The line snapped taut, and Su Xiao’s falling figure abruptly halted, A Mu began dragging him up the iceberg.

Su Xiao certainly wouldn’t hang in midair doing nothing; doing so would accelerate the loss of his body heat. Now, the enemy was the environment, the extreme cold climate, an enemy that could not be seen or eliminated.

Su Xiao took out three pieces of cold-weather clothing, wrapping himself tightly. That still wasn’t enough. He took out an arm-thick test tube, pouring the liquid inside over the outer layer of the cold-weather clothing.

Crack, crack, crack…

In less than two seconds, the three layers of cold-weather clothing turned into blocks of ice, Su Xiao’s hand withdrew into his sleeve, pulling out a pendant that emitted a gentle warmth.

This warmth didn’t make Su Xiao feel cozy; instead, it brought a stinging sensation to the skin. Quickly, the stinging faded, his nearly frozen body regained consciousness, giving him a feeling of coming back to life.

Su Xiao exhaled a long puff of white breath. If he had the complete Mo Yi Family Heirloom, he wouldn’t be struggling as much as now. Unfortunately, the situation in Mist Valley back then was too critical to obtain the Mo Yi Family Heirloom.

A Mu dragged Su Xiao swiftly up the iceberg. It could ignore the cold, but Su Xiao didn’t want A Mu to always do the work; not because he wanted to complete the ‘Extreme Cold Trial,’ but to gradually adapt his body to the surrounding temperature; otherwise, he might freeze to death at the mountaintop.

A Mu’s climbing speed was much faster than Su Xiao’s; it wasn’t long before it climbed nearly a thousand meters in height.

“Moo~”

A Mu’s roar came from above; Su Xiao stretched his arms outward, with a cracking sound, and the three layers of cold-weather clothing exploded into fragments.

The cold wind hit, Su Xiao began to swing back and forth. When he climbed onto solid ice, A Mu above began to free fall.

Su Xiao changed the sling and continued to climb upward with A Mu. A thin layer of ice crystals gradually appeared on his skin.

Just as Su Xiao collaborated with A Mu kicking the iceberg, a three-meter-tall silhouette emerged from the storm at the foot of the iceberg, originally four meters tall, Zang Ge hunched their body, with icicle-shaped snot hanging from their nose.

“Found, found you, you.”

Zang Ge looked at Bubu Wang at the foot of the iceberg, who was also shivering — not out of fear, but cold.

Tutu, tutu…

Tutu, tutu…

Bubu Wang and Zang Ge engaged in tutting for a moment, the sound of clashing teeth seemingly forming a symphony. All around was deathly silent, only the ‘eerie’ tutting sound.

“Woof~”

Bubu Wang let out a low cry meaning: “You’re crazy, nearly freezing stupid and yet still pursuing.”

Zang Ge didn’t understand Bubu Wang’s meaning. The gills at his jaw inhaled a large amount of air — an organ he recently evolved temporarily.

Just as Zang Ge was about to slaughter Bubu Wang, Bubu Wang gradually merged into the environment; in this state, Zang Ge had no way at all, so he decided to climb the iceberg, continuing to pursue Su Xiao.

Just as Zang Ge’s hands pierced the ice layer, Bubu Wang bit his butt, then disappeared.

Obviously, in the low-temperature environment, Zang Ge’s strength greatly decreased, but in this environment, Bubu Wang’s intelligence soared geometrically, the IQ unlocking reaching overload.

Zang Ge ignored Bubu Wang, continuing to climb the iceberg. Yet, before he could climb a few meters, a tremendous force came from his hands.

Boom!

The ice layer Zang Ge gripped exploded, the impact sent him flying into the air; such an explosion level wasn’t a concern for Zang Ge, the cold environment greatly reduced the explosive power.

As Zang Ge fell to the snow, a blast force came from beneath his butt, propelling him forward onto his face.

With a crashing sound, Zang Ge felt a chill, as if ice fragments splashed over him — water poured by Bubu Wang, which immediately froze before touching him due to the frigid temperature.

A flame rushed towards Zang Ge, who neither dodged nor retreated, his nearly frozen body rapidly recovering amid the flame.

Was Bubu Wang helping the enemy recover? Not at all; the flame melted the ice crystals beside Zang Ge, turning into puddles of water splashing on him.

The flame abruptly stopped, Bubu Wang dropped the flame thrower and compressed air bottle in hand. Now, it even considered problems like the non-oxygen environment where flames couldn’t burn,

The cold wind blew, Zang Ge shivered; the bone-piercing cold spread from throughout his body, beginning to invade him internally.

Tutu, tutu…

Nearing an ice statue, Zang Ge and Bubu Wang faced each other, continuing their tutting. Bubu Wang’s earlier series of clever moves made Zang Ge dare not continue climbing the iceberg. Underestimating Bubu Wang might even result in his death here.