After being shocked, Song Zheng happily opened the small cave world and unceremoniously took this ninth-order desolate beast into it—the spirit was still there.

Picking up such a large fortune for nothing, he himself felt a little incredible. Then he looked around, ready to choose a direction to set off.

That's when he sensed something was wrong.

As a rule of thumb, he was immediately alert, often feeling this way when he was overlooking something dangerous. But after being vigilant for a while, Zhou Wei did not have any abnormalities. He suddenly looked up, it was originally a subconscious move, but it made his whole body shake and freeze.

In the sky, two suns are rising. But the ambient temperature is completely normal and not very hot. There is a clear difference between the two suns, one is a red sun, and the other is a strange ice sun!

The strange ice sun exuded an uncomfortable gray-blue color from the inside out, much lower than the crimson sun, and slowly rose from a gray valley about dozens of miles away, reaching a height of tens of thousands of feet. Even at this height, it is much lower than the Great Day.

However, it was just hanging like that, and there was no abnormal behavior, Song Zheng lurked cautiously, and after observing, he didn't see what this evil thing was.

He glanced at the valley and thought to himself whether he should go over and take a look, for there was probably an ancient ruin hidden in it.

But in the end, reason prevailed, and he did not act rashly, but quietly retreated, and this retreat was sixty miles, and suddenly he felt that he was on a certain boundary - within this boundary, he was enveloped by that round of ice and sun.

Outside the boundary, the influence of the ice sun has plummeted.

The source of this feeling was that the further out he went, the more vigorous he became, the birds and insects sang, and he heard the roar of the desolate beast again—he never thought that there would be such a moment, and he would feel at ease when he heard the roar of the beast in the Peerless Domain!

Although he was out of the range of the ice sun, he didn't dare to take it lightly, a powerful desolate beast might appear around him at any time, swallowing him in one bite.

But in order to observe Bingyang, he climbed a large mountain beside him, found a hidden place on the peak, and looked there from a distance. The decree gave him ten days, and he was still in time.

All morning, the sun hung motionless in the sky as if it didn't exist. Some of the creatures raised their heads and saw the sun, but they were only a little confused.

More and more desolate beasts and insects saw that although there was a dead silence under the ice sun, there was no danger, so they boldly broke in and fought and preyed.

Seeing that it was noon, Song Zheng suddenly felt that the whole heaven and earth moved, and then a roar shook the void, and there seemed to be nine days of thunder, but it seemed that there was a dead silence, and there was no sound!

The Crimson Sun suddenly turned gray-blue, and the gray-blue Ice Sun turned crimson.

Song Zheng blurted out: "Yin and Yang reversal!"

The Ice Sun replaced the Great Sun in an unbelievable way, and then an obscure and viscous fluctuation spread throughout the previous Enveloping Range, covering a hundred miles.

Within a hundred miles, all the souls were "stuck" by this sticky and suffocating force, and then slowly pulled away.

"Roar, roar, roar!" came a roar and squeak of pain, and those desolate beasts and insects struggled to resist, staggering outward, trying to break free from the range of the ice sun's soul-sucking.

And those ordinary beasts and insects had no power to resist at all, and their souls were withdrawn from their bodies, turning into a trace of gray-blue power, and blending into that strange round of ice and yang.

At this moment, Bingyang was like a big stomach, squirming with the integration of souls one by one, and began to digest.

At noon, reversing yin and yang, the ghostly aura is full of spirits, and the ice and yang suck souls! Song Zheng was stunned when he watched dozens of miles away, secretly glad that he was cautious and did not "explore" that valley, and cautiously withdrew from this range.

He has cultivated the "Ancient God Refining", his soul is strong and tough, and he has reached the level of "inner light", and the future of the Yin God can be expected. Bingyang's soul-sucking force was not enough to drain his soul out of his body. But he didn't think that this weird ice sun was all there was to it.

As long as Bingyang "senses" that there is a stubborn resister below and focuses most of his attention on him, I am afraid that his soul will become the object of digestion by that "big stomach" in the next moment.

And behind this evil thing, there must be a powerful existence manipulation, and he doesn't want to be targeted by this kind of existence.

Secretly wiping a cold sweat, he quietly made a decision: whether there were ancient ruins in that valley or not, he would stay away.

The reversal of Yin Yang Ice Yang sucked souls, which lasted for a full quarter of an hour, and all living beings within a hundred miles fell. Song Zheng could hear from the last scream that there was a ninth-order desolate beast and an eighth-order reckless worm—such an existence would inevitably die in the end!

Then, the ice sun "returned" to its original position, the great sun continued to be hot, and everything became normal in heaven and earth. But within a hundred miles, there was a dead silence again......

Song Zheng originally wanted to turn around and leave, but he was really curious, what was it like in that valley? And the desolate beasts and insects that died within a hundred miles were a lot of wealth.

"Do you want to take a chance?" he muttered, but still didn't leave immediately. The sun was gradually turning westward, and after an afternoon, the original path of the ice sun fell back into the valley.

When it appeared on the valley, the gray-blue light finally illuminated the entire valley. Above the vast valley, layers of broken formations that were connected to each other were shrouded, faintly flickering with a strange aura.

Although he was not good at formations, Song Zheng could still see at a glance that the complexity of these formations had surpassed the odd array and reached the level of the spirit array. As for what it was, he couldn't recognize it.

Under the cover of the spiritual arrays, the valley was covered with a huge ruined palace.

The tall stone wall collapsed and only a foundation remained, and the surrounding loess was buried with broken stone pillars and rafters. What was once a huge palace gate is now rusted and hung diagonally from the already slanted doorposts.

The high rammed earth platform foundation has also been washed by the years and rain, and has become a large bag of earth.

The glory of the past has been buried in the years, and the strange ice sun has fallen to the northeast of the palace ruins, where there was originally a large lake, and on the island in the middle of the lake grows a huge alien ancient tree - Yansang.

But now, the lake has long since dried up, and the ancient Yansang has become a dead tree, twisted and knotted, and the branches are entangled like unwilling souls, and the trunk is covered with dry cracks, like hideous faces.