Chapter 11 The Second Form of the Thousand-Creation Umbrella and the Collapsed Secret Realm
[The Fusion of the Tears of the Ice God]
Darkness, boundless darkness.
Ye Feng felt as if he had sunk into a deep sea, but what enveloped him was not seawater, but an extreme chill as viscous as mercury. This cold was not bone-chilling, but rather carried a gentle intimacy, seeping into the depths of his bones through his pores and meridians.
Deep within his consciousness, the "Tear of the Ice God" hovering over his chest was undergoing a wondrous transformation. It was no longer a solid gem, but had transformed into a pool of clear blue spring water, flowing through Ye Feng's limbs and bones.
The meridians, which had been slightly agitated from absorbing the Silver Ice Python Soul Ring, were instantly calmed by the soothing spring water, becoming even wider and more resilient. The color of Ye Feng's soul power also changed, gradually turning from a pure silver-white to a faint icy blue, the nascent form of ultimate ice.
"Is this... the power of God?"
In-depth understanding
ice
umbrella
Ye Feng murmured to himself subconsciously. He could clearly feel that his physical attributes were undergoing a transformative change. If the previous special training had given him the physique of a Great Soul Master, then now, the purity of his body and his affinity for the elements had surpassed many Soul Venerables and even Soul Sects.
More importantly, it is his martial spirit – the Thousand Chance Umbrella.
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Outside, the Thousand Chance Umbrella, clutched tightly in the unconscious Ye Feng's hand, floated in mid-air on its own. The ice phoenix pattern on the umbrella surface seemed to come alive, traversing the surface before transforming into a stream of light that entered the umbrella's handle.
"Click...click..."
A series of fine, complex mechanical clicking sounds emanated from inside the Thousand-Mechanism Umbrella. The original twelve ribs split again, the internal structure of the handle was reorganized, and a new form was quietly being born.
[Awakening and New Form: Gatling Gun? No, it's the Ice Phoenix Cannon!]
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes.
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What came into view was Ye Shaotian's enlarged face, filled with anxiety.
"Boss! You're finally awake! If you hadn't woken up, I would have had to give you CPR!" Ye Shaotian was so excited he almost pounced on him, still holding the empty bottle of the Resurrection Pill in his hand.
Ye Feng pushed his face away in disgust and sat up: "How long have I been unconscious?"
"About three hours," Tie Long said from the side. Although his face was pale, he had regained much of his energy. "Brother Ye, your body..."
Tie Long was surprised to find that Ye Feng's temperament had completely changed. If the Ye Feng before was a sharp sword with its edge hidden, then now he was like a piece of warm, cold jade. Although he was reserved, the aura he occasionally revealed made people feel a chill from the depths of their souls.
Ye Feng looked down at his hands; his skin had become even whiter and more delicate, as if sculpted from ice and snow. He tried circulating his soul power, and a ball of blue ice flame instantly condensed in his palm, freezing the surrounding air.
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"My soul power has increased. My current level should be... level thirteen." Ye Feng clenched his fist, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes. Absorbing the Flowing Silver Ice Python had raised him to the peak of level eleven, and the energy from the Ice God's Tear and the remnant soul of the Ice Phoenix directly helped him jump two levels.
"Brother Ye, take a look at your martial spirit!" Tie Hu pointed to the Thousand Chance Umbrella beside him . "It's been ringing all the time, and it seems to have changed."
Ye Feng reached out and summoned the Thousand Chance Umbrella into his palm.
It has indeed changed. The umbrella handle has become thicker, with some blue patterns on it, and it has a metallic, matte texture to the touch. The most eye-catching feature is the end of the handle, where there is a trigger-like device, while a dark hole has appeared at the tip of the umbrella, surrounded by a ring of tiny ventilation holes.
"This is..." Ye Feng's heart raced. As a long-time fan of "The King's Avatar," he certainly knew what this meant.
The essence of the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella lies in its ability to simulate weapons from all class types. With the "transformation" foundation provided by the Flowing Silver Ice Python, and the "ranged energy strike" characteristic provided by the remnant soul of the Ice Crystal Phoenix, the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella finally unlocks its ranged form!
"Thousand-Creation Umbrella - Transform!"
With a thought, Ye Feng infused his soul power into the vessel.
"Click-click-click!"
The canopy of the Thousand-Machine Umbrella instantly folds in reverse, gathering behind the handle to form the shape of a gunstock. The ribs rotate and stretch rapidly, eventually converging into a thick, long gun barrel.
In the blink of an eye, a handheld cannon (or heavy rifle) with an exaggerated design and a mechanical aesthetic appeared in Ye Feng's hand.
"Holy crap! What is this thing? A fire poker?" Ye Shaotian's eyes widened.
Ye Feng smiled slightly, offered no explanation, and instead raised his gun, aiming it at a boulder a hundred meters away.
"Let's test its power."
Ye Feng pulled the trigger. A small portion of his soul power was instantly drawn out, compressed and accelerated by the complex soul-guiding array inside the gun barrel, and then combined with the ice attribute granted by the Tears of the Ice God.
"Bang!"
A muffled explosion rang out.
There was no smoke of gunpowder, only a streak of blue light that instantly pierced the sky.
"boom!"
The distant boulder shattered instantly, but no debris flew everywhere. In the instant of the explosion, all the fragments were frozen together by the terrifying cold air, forming an ice sculpture.
"hiss--"
The three people present gasped simultaneously.
"Such fast attack speed! Such explosive power!" Tie Long was a defensive-type Soul Master, and he knew best how terrifying this kind of attack was. "This power is enough to pierce through the defensive Soul Skills of an ordinary Great Soul Master! And it also comes with a freezing effect!"
Ye Feng blew on the cold air from the muzzle of the gun with satisfaction: "Let's call this form the 'Ice Phoenix Gun'."
Although its current rate of fire is not as fast as a real Gatling gun, its single-shot power is enormous, somewhat like a hand cannon. With the addition of spirit rings and the evolution of the umbrella , both the rate of fire and power will increase.
At this point, Ye Feng possessed the Ice Phoenix Spear for ranged attacks, the Battle Spear for close combat, and the Umbrella Shield for defense; the prototype of an all-around warrior was beginning to emerge.
[The secret realm collapses; a race against time for survival]
"Rumble rumble rumble—"
Just as everyone was immersed in joy, the entire Crystal Forest suddenly began to shake violently.
The three purple moons in the sky began to flicker, the earth cracked open with huge fissures, and distant icebergs began to collapse, emitting a deafening roar.
"Oh no! The secret realm is about to collapse!" Tie Long's expression changed drastically. "The Tears of the Ice God are the energy source that keeps the core of this secret realm running. Now that Brother Ye has absorbed it, the secret realm has lost its support and is self-destructing!"
"Damn it, why didn't anyone tell me about this side effect!" Ye Shaotian jumped up in fright.
"Stop talking nonsense, run!" Ye Feng made a decisive move, putting away the Thousand Chance Umbrella. "Which direction is the exit?"
"It's over there! But the road is half blocked by fallen rocks!" Tie Hu pointed in the direction they came from.
At this moment, the surrounding space began to distort, and countless spatial rifts moved through the air like black lightning. Once sucked in, there would be no trace of the body.
"Charge with me! Tie Long, you cover the rear. Shao Tian, clear the way with your Frost Sword Qi! Tie Hu, watch the flanks!"
Ye Feng quickly assigned tasks, and the four of them formed a cone-shaped formation and sprinted towards the exit.
"roar--!"
The collapse of the secret realm drove the soul beasts inside into a frenzy. Countless soul beasts rushed out of their hiding places, running amok in all directions.
Ahead, a pack of dire wolves blocked their path.
"Get out of my way!"
Ye Shaotian was also fighting desperately at this moment, wielding the Frost Sword with impenetrable force, unleashing streaks of sword energy to slash and kill the Icefield Wolves blocking his path.
"Too many! We can't kill them all!"
"let me!"
Ye Feng slid to the front, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella in his hand instantly transformed into the Ice Phoenix Spear.
"Put-put-put-put!"
This time, Ye Feng no longer pursued single-shot power, but instead adjusted his soul power output to the highest frequency. The Ice Phoenix Spear spat out dense blue light bullets, like a hailstorm, instantly sweeping down a large portion of the wolf pack in front of him.
"Is this the suppressive power of long-range firepower?" The Tie siblings were stunned. In the Douluo Continent, most battles between low-level Soul Masters were close-quarters combat or single-target Soul Skill exchanges. A fighting style like Ye Feng's, wielding "firearms" and firing indiscriminately, was simply unheard of.
"Don't stand there! Let's go!"
Ye Feng fired while shouting.
The four of them fought their way through the Crystal Forest and finally emerged. But at the exit of the canyon ahead, a huge ice boulder was slowly falling, threatening to completely block the exit.
"It's too late!" Tie Long cried out in despair.
That piece of ice rock weighed ten thousand jin (approximately 5,000 kg), and once it fell, even a Great Soul Master couldn't push it away.
"No, there's still a chance!"
Ye Feng stared at the falling ice rock, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.
"Shaotian, Tielong, Tiehu! Grab my shoulders! We have to fly over there!"
"Fly? How do you fly?" The three were stunned.
"Don't ask! Hurry up!"
Ye Feng shouted, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella changed its form again, reverting to its umbrella shape. However, he did not open the umbrella, but instead held the handle backward and the tip forward.
"Mechanical rotor—start!"
Ye Feng's soul power surged wildly into the umbrella's ribs. Suddenly, the umbrella's surface began to spin rapidly like a propeller, generating a tremendous lift.
This is a low-level skill of the Mechanic in "The King's Avatar"—Mechanical Rotor! Although it is driven by soul power in this world, the principle is the same.
"rise!"
With the help of the Thousand Chance Umbrella's rotors, Ye Feng and the other two actually lifted off the ground and flew towards the shrinking crevice.
"I'm flying! I'm a birdman! Hahaha!" Ye Shaotian shouted in the air.
"Shut up! Tuck in your stomach! Shrink your head!"
The moment they rushed into the crevice, the massive boulder weighing tens of thousands of kilograms crashed down.
"Bang!"
The boulder crashed to the ground, stirring up a cloud of snow dust.
Ye Feng and his three companions narrowly escaped the gap at the last second, only to fall heavily onto the snow outside.
"Huff...huff...I survived..."
Ye Shaotian lay sprawled in the snow, looking at the familiar sky outside, and felt an urge to cry.
The blue vortex behind him completely collapsed, turning into starlight and dissipating into the air. The Ice Mystic Realm had become history.
[The Ambush in Exports]
"They're out! They're out!"
Before the four of them could catch their breath, a commotion arose around them.
Ye Feng stood up warily and realized that they were surrounded.
This is the canyon at the entrance to the secret realm, and it's now filled with people. Besides the city lord's guards we saw before, there are a dozen or so Snow Demon Sect disciples dressed in dark green robes, as well as several elderly men with profound auras.
At the very front of the crowd, Xue Li, who had been reprimanded by Ye Feng earlier, was pointing at Ye Feng, his face full of resentment as he tearfully complained to a withered old man beside him:
"Elder! It's them! It's this Ye Feng! He stole our opportunities in the secret realm, injured us, and stole our soul tools! Look, my hand is broken!"
That gaunt old man was none other than Kumu, the Grand Elder of the Snow Demon Sect. He was also a Soul Emperor of level sixty-two.
As Kumu listened to his grandson's tearful complaints, a gloomy look spread across his withered face, like tree bark, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his murky eyes. He slowly turned his head and stared intently at Ye Feng and his companions.
"How dare you!"
Kumu's voice was hoarse and grating. As his words fell, a terrifying pressure belonging to a Soul Emperor instantly enveloped the entire area.
"puff!"
Having just escaped death, Ye Shaotian and the Tie siblings were already exhausted of their soul power. When they were hit by this pressure, their blood and qi surged and they almost knelt on the ground.
Only Ye Feng, relying on the powerful physique bestowed by the Tears of the Ice God and the unwavering will of two lifetimes, held the Thousand Chance Umbrella and withstood the pressure. Although his legs were trembling, his back was straight.
"You little beast, you still have some backbone." Kumu sneered, slamming his snake-headed cane heavily on the ground. "You injured my Snow Demon Sect disciples and stole my sect's treasures. If you don't give me an explanation today, I'll cripple your cultivation and throw you into the snake pit to feed the snakes!"
What explanation do you want?
Ye Feng gritted his teeth, forcing out the words. He knew this old man wanted to kill him for the treasure. His performance in the secret realm had surely aroused their greed.
"Hand over everything you obtained in the secret realm, then cut off your own arm, and I might consider sparing your lives," Kumu said calmly, as if it were a trivial matter.
"fart!"
Tie Long roared, "Old ghost Kumu, have you no shame?! It was clearly Xue Li and his men who were outmatched, yet they still tried to rob us, and now you're turning around and blaming us? My father is the commander of the Northern Border City Guard, you dare to touch us and see what happens!"
"The city guard commander?" Kumu laughed disdainfully. "This is the middle of nowhere. Even if I kill you all and say I died in the secret realm, who would know? Even if that Tie Kuang guy comes, what can he do to me?"
As he spoke, the sixth soul ring on Kumu's body lit up, and a huge phantom of a Jade Phosphorous Ghost Serpent appeared behind him.
"Since you don't know what's good for you, then go die."
Kumu clearly didn't want to waste words and was about to take action.
Just at this critical moment, a clear, cold laugh suddenly rang out from above the canyon.
"Hehe, you old ghost withered tree, it's been a few years, and your skills in bullying children have only improved."
As the voice faded, an aura sharper and colder than the withered wood descended from the sky, forcefully tearing a gap in the withered wood's oppressive aura.
A huge white jade folding fan flew in, spinning, and blocked Ye Feng's path.
"Teacher Mingyue!" Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief.