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Chapter 912: Chapter 384 Nine Provinces Ascension Chapter 912: Chapter 384 Nine Provinces Ascension The waves surged, extending into a deep blue expanse.

The fishy smell of the sea breeze blew over, and Mo Li stood at the bow, his face etched with the traces of wind and frost.

He gazed at the unchanging waters in the distance, and at the several dozen ships floating upon the sea, his eyes filled with deep concern.

It had already been a year and a half since they had set out to sea, sailing against the waves.

Along the way, they didn’t know how many storms, thunderstorms, and whirlpools they had encountered.

At one point, they even experienced a great cold wave where a thousand miles of sea surface in one region froze into an ice field, trapping their fleet in a world of ice and snow for half a year, unable to move.

Under extreme cold, even though they were cultivators with magic power at their disposal, the closer they approached the North Pole, the colder Heaven and Earth became.

In the face of the chill exhaling from the entirety of the world, even cultivators found it difficult to resist.

The horror of the cold wave was even more perilous than initially estimated, their supplies were consumed faster than expected, and their effect was much more limited.

Having set out to sea for no more than half a year and then being blocked on a frozen sea for another half, the cold-resistant supplies that the fleet brought were consumed by over eighty percent, despite being only halfway through their journey.

Yet even so, the items they had prepared to ward off the cold were insufficient to completely resist the chill.

Under the bone-chilling cold, capable of extinguishing life, many cultivators had no choice but to mobilize the magic power within their bodies to keep warm, and in times of even harsher conditions, they had to utilize their magic power to dispel the cold.

However, by doing so, while the cold was temporarily dispelled, the magic power within the cultivators depleted rapidly.

And there they were at sea, adrift without anchor, where no Cave World existed for the cultivators to absorb Spiritual Energy and recover their magic power.

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Therefore, for them, every bit of magic power used was a bit less they had.

To contend with the cold wave, many cultivators with lower Cultivation had completely expended their magic power.

But even so, under the prolonged half-year chill of the Northern Sea, a large number of cultivators still failed to last until the sea thawed.

They silently perished amidst the cold.

Fortunately, now that winter had passed,

they had finally survived until the late spring when the sea thawed and the sea routes were once again navigable, allowing the fleet to continue towards the Northern Dark City.

“The path to immortality is indeed fraught with difficulties…”

Mo Li sighed, feeling lost and aimless in his heart.

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Initially, fellow Daoists from the Nine Provinces had set out to sea together, with dozens of ships and over two hundred cultivators accompanying the journey.

Yet now, before the fleet even reached the Northern Dark City, more than half had already been lost, and over twenty cultivators perished.

Their Feishuang Tao had also left a disciple forever in the midst of the sea.

Whenever Mo Li thought of the deceased disciple, his heart ached with unbearable sorrow.

It is known that amongst the seventeen Immortal Sects within the Nine Provinces, their Feishuang Tao is of the lowest rank.

In their sect, from top to bottom, there were no more than seven cultivators; now, with one dead, it was as if they had lost one-seventh of their foundation, regardless of the Cultivation level.

Such a loss, how could it not bring pain to his heart.

“Mo Li Daoist friend, are you surveying our course?”

At that moment, a gentle voice came from behind, and a figure arrived beside Mo Li.

Without turning around, Mo Li already knew who it was and replied with a bitter tone, “The Northern Sea is treacherous, Youdu hard to reach.

True Xuan Daoist friend, the sea is boundless, and though we can roughly estimate our position using the stars, it’s hard to pinpoint our exact location.

Since the sea routes have thawed, we’ve been sailing for several more months.

Now, we only know that we are getting closer and closer to the Northern Dark City, but exactly how close we are, nobody can say for certain.

If we continue to drift for another two or three months, and the next round of cold waves arrives, I fear we may lose several hundred fellow Daoists again.”

Mo Li appeared very pessimistic.

The further north we go, the more extreme the weather becomes.

When we first set out to sea, the cold winter only reached us in October; even when we were drifting in the East Sea, the sea surface didn’t freeze, and it was still possible to sail.

Although winter was somewhat cold, we easily got through it thanks to the supplies we prepared.

But as soon as we left the region of the East Sea and entered the Northern Sea, everything changed.

Last winter, it came upon the Northern Sea in the middle of September, only retreating at the end of March.

It lasted for more than half a year.

And the severity of the cold in the Northern Sea far exceeds that of the East Sea.

Just one winter, and over twenty cultivators froze to death at sea.

Now they are continuing northward.

The closer to the North Pole they get, the more fearsome the approaching cold waves naturally are.

It is now May, and according to this trend, perhaps the winter at the North Pole will arrive in July or August.

And this winter is sure to be even colder and more unbearable than when we first entered the Northern Sea, lasting even longer.

By then, out of the hundred or so cultivators remaining in the fleet, who knows how many will survive.

‘If half could be fortunate enough to survive, that would be good.’ Mo Li thought bitterly.

It must be said that when the cultivators from the Nine Provinces gathered together, vowing to undertake Ascension together, they were as spirited as they are now despondent and hopeless.

After enduring the baptism of a cold wave, many cultivators have woken from the beautiful dream of Ascension, confronting the harsh reality.

Ascension is not something easily sought after.

Youdu is not a place easily reached.

Whether this group of people can safely arrive at Youdu, how many can make it to Youdu, and whether Youdu can be activated normally upon arrival as it was explored several years ago, all these are uncertain.

“Mo Li Daoist friend, according to the records and the confirmation from the Dao friends who last went to explore Youdu, we have indeed reached the vicinity of the Northern Dark City.