The crowd entered the river one after another. They had seen what happened to the bald Void Immortal: turned into an ice sculpture in seconds. Who would still dare to fly across? That would be suicide. Although it was also very difficult to swim across the river, at least there was a chance to survive. “Bloody hell, they really are treating us like treasures or immortal artifacts. Forged in fire, now quenched in ice. Hilarious.” “But I’ll admit, the flames back there did make my body stronger. For martial artists, the body is the true foundation. Once it’s destroyed, the soul is just a rootless weed. If this river really has ‘quenching’ properties, I’m sure my physique can still improve tremendously. Even if I don’t get any treasure in the end, it won’t be a wasted trip.” “You have a point. So, everyone should stop complaining. Get into the river and be quenched.” “Go, go, go. After being burned for so long, the fire in my chest is still raging. I need just this kind of ice river to cool me down and soothe me.” The people jumped into the ice river of death one after another, and the sound of them sucking in cold air rose and fell. Naturally, Chen Fan was no exception. He walked into the ice river of death. As soon as he entered the river, he felt a wave of stabbing pain in his legs, as if countless needles were poking him. An irresistible chill invaded him. His mind shrank violently in response. This chill was so cold it made one lose their senses. Crack, crack, crack... In an instant, a layer of frost formed on Chen Fan’s eyebrows and hair. “This cold is unbelievable!” “Bloody hell, I can’t even feel my legs.” “This is beyond freezing. What kind of water is this?” “I seriously doubt I’ll reach the far bank before turning into ice myself.” Everyone in the river wore twisted expressions from the cold. Their teeth kept chattering, and they let out strange cries. Even those still on the bank couldn’t help but shiver. Just watching was enough to raise goosebumps. Suddenly, someone tossed out a treasure that turned into a large boat. “Oh, right, I brought a boat. It’s perfect for this situation.” But the moment the boat touched the river’s surface, it began sinking, slowly dissolving into the ice. The crowd stared in stunned silence. “It looks is the only way.” Helpless, many shook their heads and prepared to cross on foot. Chen Fan endured the terrifying chill of the ice river of death, slowly walking forward. But then, something strange happened. He felt his Hegemonic Golden Body slowly advancing. It really was like being quenched. Chen Fan’s eyes flashed. So we really are being treated like treasures or immortal artifacts. His Hegemonic Golden Body has already reached level 44 and was nearly an immortal artifact, having surpassed the level of a quasi-immortal artifact. Perhaps the toughness of his flesh would be on par with an immortal artifact after breaking through to level 45. He had detonated almost all of his immortal artifacts, including his quasi-immortal artifact Demon Slaying Sword. And using the Vicious Suppressor saber wasn’t easy. If his physique reached the level of an immortal artifact, he would become a humanoid immortal artifact. His strength would surely skyrocket. However, Chen Fan could also tell that this improvement was too slow, which was to be expected. With each level, advancing the Hegemonic Golden Body became harder. He was already lucky to have advanced from level 40 to level 44 this time. If he hadn’t steeled his mind to treat himself as a simple object to refine, he might still be stuck at level 40. Follow current novels on nοvelfire.net Breaking through from level 44 to 45 was a qualitative leap; naturally, it was far more difficult than any stage before it. “This ice river of death is long enough. If things go well, I might reach level 45 by the time I reach the far bank. My physique would become on par with a low-grade immortal artifact. Even a Void Immortal realm expert would have a hard time killing me.” A glint of ambition flashed across Chen Fan’s eyes. Even if he left the Mystical Gates Immortal Manor empty-handed, pushing his body to level 45 would already make the trip worthwhile. “Let’s just hope nothing goes wrong.” He felt a bad premonition in his heart. Crossing the river was dangerous but manageable. However, if monsters like the ones in the flaming mountain range suddenly appeared, the risk would skyrocket. However, the entire ice river was quiet. Only the sound of splashing water echoed as the crowd slowly advanced. No threats in sight, and that was exactly what worried him. The more peaceful it appeared, the more uneasy he felt. And he wasn’t alone in thinking that. Others also grew cautious, their eyes turning wary. If the river had something like the flaming monsters, the danger here could easily surpass that of the mountain range. Step by step, the crowd moved forward, gradually falling silent. Compared to Chen Fan, the others advanced at a slower pace. After all, his flesh was almost as tough as an immortal artifact, which gave him strong resistance to the cold of the ice river of death. This was something others couldn’t compare to. While others had to channel their true primeval and form a protective barrier to fend off the cold, Chen Fan faced it head-on, as he needed the cold to break through to level 45. “Damn, who is that guy? He’s moving so fast!” “Such a powerful physique. Look, he’s not even channeling protective true primeval. He’s relying on his physique alone to resist the cold!” “He looks a little familiar... wait, I remember! He’s the one who first drew flames onto himself and shouted that he wasn’t a flaming monster. He said that he was just tempering his flesh.” “So, it’s him! He’s indeed a badass!” “More than that, he’s a monster. He severely injured Murong Ting, triggered Murong Qing’s Immortal King immortal will, and detonated a mid-grade immortal artifact!” “Holy shit, it’s him! The lunatic who blew up so many treasures!” “Not even an Immortal King’s immortal will could kill him. Amazing!” Finally, the crowd recognized Chen Fan. However, he didn’t pay any attention to the crowd pointing fingers at him. In a life-or-death battle, what good were treasures or artifacts if you died? Keep them for the afterlife? Or leave them behind for someone else to loot?