After trying to instill spiritual energy and failing, he decided to make a change.

After all, he didn't dare to pour all the spiritual energy into it. He still had to leave some spiritual energy to resist the thousand-year cold air emanating from the ice sculpture's room.

Although this thousand-year cold is good for cultivation, it is also really cold.

Even though Chen Hetu had become a veritable Guiyi Realm, he still felt very, very cold.

As long as his spiritual energy is not circulating in his body, he will immediately feel a little stiff.

Frost will appear on his hair and face.

It can be said that during this period of time in the Guanghan Palace of the human world, Chen Hetu had already forgotten what warmth was like.

Just when Chen Hetu was at a loss what to do, Chen Hetu suddenly had an idea and thought of a way.

Since you can't activate the sword light yourself, try to let the Dragon Sword draw the sword automatically.

If it could really make the Dragon Sword draw its sword automatically, with its stubborn temper, it would probably be able to pierce the ice sculpture's room more easily than if it could trigger the sword light on its own.

Thinking of this, Chen Hetu held the Dragon Sword and stood up from the ground.

Then, he walked quickly to the ice sculpture wall.

He first patted the wall of the ice sculpture with his hand. It was very hard, harder than a steel plate.

Then, he swung his sword and struck the wall of the ice sculpture in front of him.

"Ding!"

The sword collided with the ice sculpture wall, splashing countless cold lights.

However, the ice-carved wall had no impact at all, and even the Dragon chanting sword only left a shallow trace on the wall.

Chen Hetu was not surprised. The reason why he did this was to pave the way for what he was going to do next.

He reached out and touched the shallow marks on the ice sculpture wall, and said with disdain, "That's it?"

"No matter how you say it, it is a magic weapon, but it only leaves such a shallow trace on the wall of this ice sculpture?"

"Tell me, what do you have to be proud of?

Chen Hetu's tone was filled with contempt.

He even boasted: "I can make a mark like this with just one palm!"

In order to prove to the Dragon Sword, Chen Hetu also deliberately gathered the strongest palm power, and then hit the wall of the ice sculpture with one palm.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise.

There was indeed a faint palm mark on the wall.

Chen Hetu only felt that his palms were numb from the shock, but he still pretended as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, the palm mark left behind was as shallow as the one left by the Dragon Sword on the wall.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then pretended to be relaxed and said: "See, if you can do it, I can do it too."

"Besides, I did it with the palm of my hand."

After saying this, the look of disdain on Chen Hetu's face became more and more intense, and he continued: "Do you think you are a magic weapon with your current sharpness?"

"hiss!"

After the Dragon Roar Sword made a dragon roar, the sword began to shake continuously.

Obviously he couldn't accept this statement.

Chen Hetu was very excited when he saw this scene.

He guessed that the Dragon Song Sword should be drawn out automatically.

If this is really the case, wouldn't it be easy for me to pierce the wall of this ice sculpture?

However, in order to prevent the Dragon Yin Sword from discovering his abnormality, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and said calmly: "What's the use of shaking? If you have the ability, you can leave deeper marks on the wall of this ice sculpture than me.

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Chapter completed!