In the southern part of the Puhua Mountains, near a place in the polar region, the branches and vines are intertwined and thorny, and ordinary people are impassable.

On this day, there was a sudden fluctuation in the air here, and a cloud of smoke and light that seemed to be condensed dissolved out of thin air, and the body slowly moved forward between wriggling.

This was the 20th year that the Ice Soul had wandered in the Puhua Mountains, and during these 20 long years, he spent most of his time in a deep sleep except for occasionally hunting some high-level magical beasts.

The last hunt was a year ago. Now the ice soul, the desire to hunt for food is no longer strong, and from time to time there will be wandering small beasts passing around it, and the ice soul will ignore these little beasts at all.

The temperature was very hot, and the air in the dense forest smelled of hot and humidity. This kind of weather did not have any effect on the ice soul, he was still swimming leisurely, but in the next moment, with a huge humming sound born out of thin air, the originally loose soul body shook violently, and the humming sound was only extremely short, and in the next moment, within a radius of a hundred zhang around the ice soul, in the originally empty air, a purple light curtain suddenly appeared, and black runes flickered on the light curtain.

After being stunned for a moment, the ice soul suddenly changed its previous leisurely posture and became furious and restless, and its body moved extremely fast, but every time it was about to break out of the light curtain encirclement, it would be blocked by life.

After encountering several obstacles, the ice soul became more irritable and restless, and its body was scattered in expansion, and the smoke almost filled the entire light curtain space in a few breaths, trying to find a breakthrough, however, this light curtain was extremely weird, and every time the ice soul collided with it, a black rune would immediately light up, and the greater the force of the impact, the thicker the rune.

"Roar!" Inside the light curtain, the ice soul let out a low roar, this voice was not like a human voice. In the smoke, a huge human face was faintly revealed, and if you look at this face carefully, it has a bit of Han Bing's charm, but its eyeballs are weird blood-red. At this moment, the face was slightly distorted and slowly expanded. The blood-red color in his eyes began to spread to his entire face, and then, even the entire smoke took on a hint of red.

There was a buzzing sound above the light curtain again, and the entire light curtain began to fluctuate violently, and it was obvious that it was under tremendous pressure.

There was a muffled sound, and Guangmu stretched outward for nearly ten zhang under the huge impact, and it was about to be broken, but in a very short period of time, the entire light curtain was immediately completely covered with black runes, and in the next breath of the runes, the originally rapidly expanding light curtain suddenly struck, and then, it shrank rapidly with the momentum of thunder, and retracted back to its original size in a blink of an eye, but it did not stop the momentum, and continued to shrink inward.

The entire light curtain has been filled with blood-red smoke inside, but from the outside, only a piece of pitch black can be seen, because of the runes, like a pot with a black background covering the ground, and this pot is still shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The speed of the light curtain shrinking from fast to slow, and it can be seen from the protrusions on the periphery of the ice curtain from time to time that the ice soul's resistance has never stopped, but even so, it still can't change the cruel fact that the light curtain is shrinking.

This is an ancient formation that has never been known to the Sunset Star Monks for tens of thousands of years.

Three days later, the light curtain finally shrank to the size of a fist, and finally disappeared completely with a bang, with the vanishing point as the center, the space within a radius of more than 100 zhang, the original intertwined roots completely disappeared, turning into a huge deep pit, at the bottom of the pit, there was a round black and white array.

After the array sealed the ice soul, everything returned to its original tranquility. The leaves fall in the breeze and will be covered in the near future.

In the Cloud Mist Sect, which was tens of thousands of miles away from here, Han Bing sat up from the bed almost at the moment when the ice soul was sealed, his eyes bulged out, and he was sweating profusely, at this moment, he felt that the soul in his body was greatly damaged, and he couldn't say anything about this feeling, as if someone had cut off his soul with a knife. At the same time, a visceral feeling of prostration came like a tidal wave.

After a while, Han Bing, who was sitting on the bed, closed his eyes, lay down heavily, and fell into a coma.