The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

“What’s going on? I can’t use my inner strength?”

“I can’t use mine either!”

“Ah! What exactly is happening?”

Everyone else also exclaimed in fear, their inner strength, like Fang Lin’s, was sealed by an unknown force. They could sense their inner strength was there, but they couldn’t utilize it, as if the inner strength no longer belonged to them.

This sensation was extremely uncomfortable and caused considerable panic among them.

Whether a martial artist or a pill refiner, their reliance on inner strength was immense. Without inner strength, how different were they from ordinary people?

Especially in a dangerous place like the Endless Dungeon, even if their inner strength was usable, the situation was life-threatening. If they had now lost their inner strength, wasn’t it simply a death sentence?

Qing Jianzi and Yang Pojun turned pale and regretted coming into this hellhole. Now that they couldn’t use their inner strength, if they encountered any danger, wouldn’t they be sitting ducks?

Only Fang Lin remained composed. Although his expression was also grim, at least he was more calm than anyone else present.

Whether it was Qing Jianzi, Yang Pojun, or the others, in terms of experience, they were far inferior to Fang Lin.

After all, Fang Lin had experiences from his unimaginable past life. The fact that he was unable to use his inner strength now scarcely panicked him.

“Don’t panic. We’re just temporarily unable to use our inner strength.” Fang Lin advised.

Still, everyone was filled with worry and anxiety. They couldn’t help it, their hearts filled with uncertainty about what to do in case of an emergency.

“Fang Lin, I think we should retreat. This place is too eerie.” Qing Jianzi proposed.

Yang Pojun also shared the same opinion. He was indeed curious about what was inside the Ice Palace, but the safety of everyone was more important. It was unnecessary to put everyone in danger for the sake of temporary curiosity.

Fang Lin was deep in thought, feeling a reluctance to retreat now. But Qing Jianzi was right; the Ice Palace was indeed unusual. With his inner strength gone, he could not perform many of his usual tactics. His ability to protect himself was greatly reduced.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Lin sighed resignedly and decided to retreat.

Bang!

A disciple of the Purple Mist Sect who turned his back to leave bumped into an invisible wall, retreating several steps backward.

“Not good!” Seeing this, everyone’s faces changed drastically. Fang Lin and the others quickly approached and touched the wall in front of them, their hearts sinking.

“We’re trapped here, we can’t get out.” Qing Jianzi announced gravely.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked utterly horrified. They were doomed. Not being able to use inner strength and now trapped here, it was clear they were being deliberately put in a deadly trap.

No wonder no one who entered the Ice Palace before could ever come out alive. This place was indeed unusually eerie.

“What should we do?” Yang Pojun was in a state of distress. He did not fear death, but he felt responsible for all the young members of the royal family he brought. If they all were to die here, he would be severely troubled.

Qing Jianzi sighed without saying a word, he also couldn’t think of any solutions.

Fang Lin came back to the five ice statues, his eyes fixed on them.

The forms of these five ice statues were all different. The one at the far left was a woman holding a longsword, elegantly beautiful with a gentle expression, giving off a warm feeling even though it was an ice statue.

On the right was a man riding a demon beast, covered in beast skin, holding a trident, appearing fierce. The demon beast under him was a winged tiger, imposing and awe-inspiring.

Further to the right was an expressless old woman in a long robe. She appeared ordinary, but when Fang Lin focused on her face, he felt an eerie chill run down his spine, as if the statue would come to life at any moment.

Fang Lin quickly shifted his gaze to the next statue on the right. It was an ape demon beast that vaguely resembled the Human-faced Eight-Armed Monkey. But it was not the Eight-Armed Ape, it was another kind of ape monkey demon beast, beating its wide chest and roaring up at the sky with one hand holding a huge bone club. This statue radiated a formidable aura, which was already terrifying in itself.

The one at the far right was a bare-chested man, holding a shield as huge as him, like a door, emanating an intimidating aura, giving off a heavy sense of strength.

The shield had a dragon head embellishment, as though a true dragon was about to roar and fly out of the shield.

Fang Lin was unsure whether this shield was related to real dragons, but since it had a dragon head, it was certainly extraordinary.

The five ice statues, each different in shape, each stood like a deity, towering far above and overlooking them.

“Fang Lin, what are you still looking at? Start thinking about how to get out of here.” Qing Jianzi walked over and said.

Fang Lin replied calmly: “The only way currently, is to proceed into the Ice Palace. Perhaps once inside, we may find a way out.”

Hearing this, everyone fell silent. They had already encountered such a tricky situation just outside the palace, so what additional horrors awaited them inside?

However, there seemed to be no other viable options at the moment. They couldn’t use their inner strength nor were they able to get out of here. It seemed the only way left was to venture into the Ice Palace.

“Ah well, it seems this is the only choice we have left.” Qing Jianzi agreed with a nod.

Yang Pojun had no objections whatsoever. At this point, all they could do was take a leap of faith and face whatever dangers lay ahead without fear.

Surviving in the face of apparent death seemed like the only way out.

“Hm?” At that moment, another group of people appeared from behind. They were led by none other than Li Youbing.

“It’s people from the Li family!” The royal families and disciples of the Purple Mist Sect immediately went on high alert, ready to face the enemy.

Li Youbing was surprised to see Fang Lin and his group. The people following her from the Li family were visibly worried as they were outnumbered.

Despite being outnumbered, Purple Mist Sect, the royal families and others were extremely nervous. They couldn’t even use their inner strength now and they had to confront the Li family. It was akin to bad luck pouring in from a hole in the roof.

Li Youbing frowned slightly, her neck still bearing the mark scribed by Fang Lin’s dagger, as she watched Fang Lin’s group with complicated eyes.