Chapter 212: You Have Come

Lu Zheng was incredibly surprised.

Heaven Ice Crystal Box was a Secluded Domain of Heaven and Earth. It existed in a secluded realm that was impossibly difficult to enter. Dense ice path dao imprints that froze even space surrounded Heaven Ice Crystal Box.

The Secluded Domain of Heaven and Earth was like a small cube of ice when viewed from the outside world but inside it was a great realm where blizzards of ice and snow blew constantly.

Even the greatest martial practitioners could not force their way into Heaven Ice Crystal Box because of the dense ice path dao imprints that surrounded it. Reverends that had invincible strength did not dare to force their way inside because the Heaven Ice Crystal Box would instantly implode.

That meant that even Reverends could not enter Heaven Ice Crystal Box. Yet, Lu Zheng had managed to enter this place with the Vermillion Sacred Prism.

"How about this!? Am I not great!? Huh? Huh?! Praise and grovel before me, Lu Zheng! Though, I do not understand why a human like you with the Vermillion Bird Race's Regal Bloodline chose to come to such a cold place like this. You humans, you claim to be wise but you can be very foolish at times"

Lu Zheng shook his head and smiled as he gazed at his surroundings: "You really are great, artifact spirit"

"Yes! Yes! Now you recognise my greatness. Even after falling to the Immortal Grade, crossing millions of light years [1] at an instant is not too much for me. Wait, wait, did you just call me artifact spirit?! How dare you! I am the great…"

Lu Zheng stored the Vermillion Sacred Prism in his spatial ring. The Vermillion Sacred Prism was a very good artifact but the artifact spirit was very talkative.

When Lu Zheng looked around, he could not help but marvel. Heavenly Ice Crystal Box was a box both on the outside and in the inside too.

The sky was a thick layer of frozen ice that was impossible to thaw.

Even to the far distance, the walls of Heavenly Crystal Ice Box were visible as thick layers of frozen ice. Lu Zheng was certain that the far bottom of the realm was the same too.

The blizzards of Heavenly Crystal Ice Box were exceedingly strong that even the greatest structures would be torn apart at once. Lu Zheng did not dare to fly.

As Lu Zheng walked, he could sense that ice Qi around him flowed uncontrollably into his meridians and into his aperture. Without even controlling himself, his body was cultivating the ice Qi around him.

Even dense ice path dao imprints were continuously being engraved on his body. At a point, Lu Zheng felt so comfortable that he removed his robes and upper clothing. The cold that could freeze the greatest hells were like a soothing balm to Lu Zheng.

~When next I meet Hong Haoyu, I must bring him to this place~

By merely walking about randomly, Lu Zheng's ice path dao imprints accumulation had risen from one hundred and fifty two to two hundred and seven. Lu Zheng was sure that if he decided to cultivate in this place, his ice path attainment would increase greatly.

After storing fistfuls of the Heavenly Crystal Snow in vials in his spatial ring, Lu Zheng used the Vermillion Sacred Prism and returned to his house.

…..

In the Battle Arena, a large crowd of spectators had gathered to watch the fight between Lu Zheng and Pridal Flower State's Su Haoran.

The fight was not like the normal fights of the Battle Arena but it was a challenge issued by Su Haoran. Many of the spectators had crossed the Regional Qi Walls between Western Plains and Central Continent just to watch the match.

However, thirty minutes had passed since the appointed time and yet, Lu Zheng was yet to arrive.

Su Haoran stood on the arena with his hands clasped behind him. An indifferent air seemed to emanate from his body. A beautiful golden bow with intricate designs hung from his back.

On the surface, Su Haoran looked calm and collected but in truth, he was worried.

"Why hasn't Lu Zheng arrived? He can't possibly be planning to avoid this fight. But, that is not his style. What is keeping him?"

Su Haoran was drowning in his thoughts before he was jolted awake by the cheers of the spectators.

A man clad in white robes with deep black pupils like an endless abyss and long flowing black hair like a waterfall walked onto the arena. A cold aura emanated from him that made him seem indifferent and cold. Whenever people gazed on him, they would be captured by his peculiar handsomeness.

He was naturally Su Haoran's opponent, Lu Zheng.

The spectators burst into joy and celebration while some only crossed their arms and frowned. In a way, the fight between Lu Zheng and Su Haoran was a competition between Western Plains and Central Continent. There was already dissension among the spectators before Lu Zheng even arrived.

Seeing him, Su Haoran smiled faintly and his worries washed away instantly. His lips moved and his masculine voice travelled through the air: "You have come"