Chapter 1360
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Han Sen was taken aback when he saw what emerged from his Sea of Soul . It was an umbrella . It was thin-framed and elegant, like the sort you'd see fancy women use .
Its color was blacker than the filthiest coal, though . Even its handle was .
When the umbrella appeared, it flew above Han Sen's head . Beneath this umbrella, Han Sen felt a veil or shroud envelope him .
The cold and the shriek were gone .
Han Sen noticed, if he was able to stay within the umbrella's covering radius, all the negative and detrimental effects were filtered and kept away .
"Is this the geno core of the Dongxuan Sutra?" Han Sen quickly reviewed the information of the geno core .
Self Geno Core: Bronze Bulwark Umbrella
Beneath the protective canopy of the Bulwark Umbrella, no power was able to breach the defense and ravage them . Bao'er had returned to normal, and she seemed surprised by the sudden disappearance of the cold and sound . She examined the umbrella that now shielded her .
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Han Sen went over to check on the Dragon Lady and Cheap Sheep . The lady was now doing fine .
The sheep was breathing in a raspy wheeze . It looked like the umbrella had manifested just in time, as the sheep had to have been hanging on to its life by a measly thread .
Han Sen healed Dragon Lady and Cheap Sheep as best he could for the time being . For the Dragon Lady, chunks of ice and frosty air were expelled from her mouth and various orifices . She was doing well, but the same could not be said for Cheap Sheep . He was doing poorly, despite the healing . He couldn't even speak .
"Are they gone?" Dragon Lady said, with a strained voice .
"Not yet," Han Sen replied, taking a look outside the bowl .
She couldn't sense anything outside, but that may have been a result of her condition . Han Sen, however, even though he could not detect much, could just feel a battle continuing to rage .
Fortunately, the Bulwark Umbrella had appeared to protect them when it did . With relief for their newfound safety, the group rested for a while as Han Sen tended to the sheep .
But suddenly, a sound that was as loud as a toppled mountain was heard . And then, a soft and unnerving silence enveloped them .
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"It sounds as if there might have been a victor," Han Sen thought to himself .
He wasn't yet going to move from where he was, though . He didn't know who was fighting or what the fighting was about . If he emerged, and the winner was in a foul mood, he'd be foolish to reveal himself .
So, they waited where they were for a few hours . Nothing stirred for the duration of that time .
Han Sen decided to return the umbrella, and Dragon Lady her bowl .
To cut and shovel their way through the snow that had almost buried them, Dragon Lady employed her various kitchen utensils .
Everything around them was white . The mountains, the trees, the fields; all of it was perfectly blanketed in virgin snow .
"That was scary," Han Sen thought to himself, now that their frightening ordeal was over . If it wasn't for the Bulwark Umbrella, they'd be dead .
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Han Sen wondered if the shelter Dragon Lady had mentioned might have suffered the same freezing fate . If it had, it was very likely the occupants of the shelter would not have survived .
Han Sen hurried Dragon Lady to guide them to the shelter, but not out of concern for the inhabitants . Had they all died, it'd make for great, easy pickings . There'd be plenty of flesh and geno cores for the taking .
Dragon Lady started taking them there, but it was a struggle . The landscape was vastly different now, having been buried by so much snow, and she feared that she might lead them astray
For a thousand miles, the snow lay thick across the land .
Dragon Lady had decided to find the shelter by choosing a direction and following it, as a crow would fly . But it was difficult for them, for they'd have to dig an entire trench that led there . The snow was too thick and too soft for them to delicately journey across .
Han Sen really wanted the treasure, though . And after a few hundred miles of non-stop walking, they thought they should have been close . Unfortunately for them, they were lost .
But at least they were not in danger . It seemed as if the snow had reset the land, and everything within the snowglobe radius had been killed . There was nothing left alive to threaten them .
"Never mind, then . Forget the shelter . Let's just get out of this place; there's nothing else for us here," Han Sen said, with a dismal tone .
They selected a new direction and decided on leaving the snow-devastated landscape behind, opting to find fonder pastures . After a thousand miles of walking, they discovered nothing . They might as well have been back where they started, for each horizon was another line of white .
"Oh, wait a minute! Something is up ahead . " Cheap Sheep, who was doing better now, drew their attention .
Han Sen and Dragon Lady climbed a slope that the sheep had pointed to, and there, in the snow, was an anomaly .
Looking closer, they realized it was a tree .
"Let's take a look . If it survived when everything else didn't, it must be something pretty special . If it bears fruit, we're rich!" Han Sen quickly jumped before it, ensuring he'd be the first to grab its treasures .
The tree was ten meters tall, and pink flowers dressed the branches . It was like an oversized, pink bonsai . It possessed a lovely scent .
It was strange, seeing this tree stand out amongst the snow that had covered everything else .
As if it had a Bulwark Umbrella of its own, it seemed as if the tree had been shielded by some force that provided it a radius of protection . There was no snow circling it on the ground, either, and you could see the grass below as clear as day .
There were a few creatures beneath the tree, as well . Han Sen imagined they had been hiding there, using the eaves for shelter .
Unfortunately, the tree must have only protected them from the cold and snow, but not the noise . The creatures looked as if they were drunk, falling asleep .