Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

Chapter 1882 Half-Saints Join Forces!



Chapter 1882 Half-Saints Join Forces!

And in that very instant...

The space in that area was completely distorted and blurred!

The light refracted into eerie colors.

The deep, rumbling energy hummed like the panting of a giant beast, making even the low-level cultivators on the distant "Broken Army" feel their hearts pound and their breath catch in their throats.

At the same time, perhaps they received instructions?

Perhaps it was the aftershocks of the impact?

The "Broken Army" warship, which had been exuding a terrifying aura, ceased its bombardment.

The Beiming Palace's protective array, which was flashing wildly and riddled with cracks, finally got a chance to breathe!

Although the radiance dimmed considerably, it gradually subsided, barely maintaining its unbroken state.

Countless runes painstakingly repaired the most critical damaged area.

This moment—

It was as if time itself had slowed down.

The biting cold wind stopped howling.

The ice crystals that were falling from the sky were lifted up by the energy impact and suspended in mid-air.

All cultivators, whether they were members of the association aboard the "Broken Army"?

Or perhaps it's the Northern Underworld Palace disciples nervously observing from within the grand formation...

All eyes were fixed on the three terrifying figures standing in mid-air.

At this time.

With an expressionless face and eyes as cold as ancient ice, the Xuanbing Half-Venerable finally spoke again.

His voice echoed between heaven and earth.

Extremely concise!

It was also extremely tough:

"war."

It contained only one word, yet it conveyed the most resolute attitude—

I have nothing more to say, only war!

Upon hearing this, Fu Wanjun, a half-saint, remained expressionless, merely nodding slightly, and spoke concisely as well:

"can."

Xuanming Half-Venerable chuckled lightly, his sleeves fluttering even without wind.

He looked at Xuanbing Half-Venerable, his tone still composed:

"As you wish, fellow Daoist."

Before the words were even finished!

A series of dark blue ripples of ice crystals suddenly erupted from around Xuanbing Half-Venerable...

The void was stirred by this sudden force, emitting a cracking sound as it struggled to bear the weight.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he no longer harbored any intention to test him.

As his sleeves billowed, a profound ice law, condensed to its extreme, poured into the floating cauldron!

"town!"

A low growl, like a command from the dead of winter.

The originally crystal-clear cauldron suddenly shone brightly.

On the body of the cauldron...

Countless ancient and complex ice patterns lit up one after another, as if ancient glaciers were awakening and surging within them.

The tilted cauldron wasn't spewing out cold air, but rather releasing a far more terrifying "field."

—The Absolute Frozen Domain!

Upon the emergence of this domain, space itself seemed to freeze and solidify, transforming into an invisible and indestructible cage of mysterious ice.

From top to bottom, it enveloped and collapsed towards the location of Fu Banzun and Xuanming Banzun!

Its power far surpasses that of ordinary magical suppression...

He intended to seal his opponent, body and soul, into an eternal, silent abyss.

The terrifying suppressive power, surpassing even the late-stage Nascent Soul realm, was like the sudden collapse of the will of the entire Northern Dark Ice Plains.

Silent, yet overwhelming and unstoppable.

The air condensed into fine ice crystals, which were then instantly crushed into powder by even greater pressure.

In that instant, this void completely "died," light froze, and sound ceased.

Even the sense of time passing becomes blurred and slow.

It felt as if I was truly frozen in that extreme cold for a moment.

Inside the warship...

Despite being separated by a great distance and barriers, the members of the Cultivator Association, protected by numerous arrays, were able to communicate with the cultivators of the Northern Underworld Palace, even though they were separated by a great distance and barriers...

At this moment, their eyes also revealed an uncontrollable look of horror.

The scene they "saw" might be distorted by the array, but the chilling and deathly silence that came through the barrier, originating from the crushing power of life, was incredibly real.

This caused many with weaker cultivation levels to experience stagnation of qi and blood, and to tremble with fear.

however!

Just as this attack, which froze time and space, was about to close in—

The Hall Master of the Conquest Hall, Fu Banzun, was in the center of this deadly domain that would make even cultivators of the same level turn pale and retreat. Instead of being panicked, a smile that was almost fanatical slowly crept onto his angular face.

The smile was cold and sharp, like a divine weapon drawn from its sheath.

"interesting!"

His voice pierced through the stagnant void, carrying a resounding clang like metal striking stone.

"As expected of a veteran powerhouse who has been guarding the Northern Underworld for thousands of years!"

This method of suppression, which integrates geographical advantages and is almost a rudimentary form of a law-based domain...

For most people, the only option would be to temporarily avoid direct confrontation.

He abruptly changed the subject, and a powerful aura, as heavy as a mountain and as blazing as the sun, suddenly rose from his body, clashing violently with the surrounding extreme cold and stirring up a sky full of billowing cold mist.

"However, I have been conquering for many years and have traversed more than one perilous place."

Today, I'll show you what the true strength of a top-tier sect is!

Almost at the same moment...

The Xuanming Half-Venerable beside Fu Half-Venerable remained expressionless, his face shrouded in a faint shadow, his gaze unwavering.

Faced with the overwhelming chill, he simply raised his wrist silently, his five fingers loosely clenched—

In an instant, a small purple bell, no bigger than a fist, seemingly simple and unadorned, even somewhat dim, appeared out of thin air.

It hovered quietly above his palm, spinning silently.

There was no earth-shattering momentum leaking out...

But as soon as the purple bell appeared, a faint, discordant ripple appeared in the "Absolute Frozen Domain" that seemed capable of freezing everything, centered on it.

It was as if an invisible pebble had been thrown into a calm ice surface.

"go with!"

"break!"

The light shouts from Fu Banzun and Xuanming Banzun came almost simultaneously.

Fu Banzun's palm suddenly unleashed a golden light that had been condensed to the extreme!

That was not a simple golden cone, but a "God-Slaying Cone" covered with fine lightning patterns and with magic-breaking runes flowing at its tip!

The golden cone, upon leaving the hand, did not grow larger. Instead, it became extremely compact, transforming into a thin, hair-like golden thread that was so dazzling it was impossible to look directly at.

With a speed beyond comprehension, it tore through the stagnant ice field and pierced straight into the core of the jade cauldron that was releasing suppressive power!

Wherever it passed...

A tiny passage was forcibly drilled out of the frozen space, with ice crystals and golden light constantly disappearing and regenerating at the edge of the passage.

At the same time, Xuanming Half-Venerable flicked his finger and gently tapped the purple bell in his palm.

"Clang—!!!"

A bell tolls, first softly, then loudly!

The sound of the bell seemed not to have originated at this moment, but rather to have traveled through endless time and space, echoing from a distant, ancient era.

Ancient, desolate, and profound, it carries an unfathomable power to suppress all things and pacify the earth, water, fire, and wind.

The small purple bell responded with a burst of light, but the light did not scatter outwards; instead, it collapsed and condensed inwards, transforming into a deep purple ripple that was visible to the naked eye and appeared almost tangible.

It spread suddenly from the center of the Purple Bell!

The speed of this spread is beyond reason, almost instantaneous.

Wherever the ripples of the bell lingered, the terrifying frozen domain of the Xuanbing Half-Venerable began to violently tremble and melt, like a snowdrift thrown into hot water.

Even more chilling is...

The indestructible golden light of the "God-Slaying Cone" and the crystal jade cauldron that served as the source of power both froze the moment the strange bell-ringing ripples touched them!

It wasn't frozen, but rather like the pause button had been forcibly pressed.

All forces fell into an eerie stillness at this moment.

Even the space they inhabited became a frozen image.

"puff--!"

far away!

The icy-faced Xuanbing Half-Venerable trembled violently, as if struck by an invisible hammer, and staggered back three steps in mid-air.

Each step left spiderweb-like cracks in the void.

He groaned, his face drained of color, and a glaring crimson stain finally broke free, spitting out a stream of blood that turned into a bloody spurt.

The blood arrow froze into ice crystals as soon as it left the body, and then fell down in a rustling sound.

The perfectly harmonious aura of a semi-divine being emanating from him...

At this moment, obvious chaos and a fall also occurred.

The Purple Bell Tolls!

Not only did it break his suppressing supernatural power, but it also directly shook his physical body through the connection between the supernatural power and the magic weapon!

This blow has already caused him internal injuries!

"Ancestor!!!"

Within the protective formation of the Northern Underworld Palace, cries of alarm instantly filled the air.

The Beiming Palace cultivators, who had previously been calm and composed, even with a hint of detached observation, now had faces filled with disbelief, shock, and panic.

Their near-invincible Icefield Ancestor was defeated in a single encounter...

Did they suffer a loss in a two-on-one confrontation?

Many people's eyes gleamed with a mixture of surprise, fear, resentment, and worry.

Some people couldn't help but shout, wanting to activate the great formation to help in the battle, but their voices were insignificant amidst the roar of the great formation and the terrifying aftershocks of energy in the distance.

Fu Banzun and Xuanming Banzun exchanged a glance without hesitation or any of the outdated notions of a fair duel.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

For beings like them, achieving their goals is the only criterion.

Their auras surged once more, two vast divine lights, one golden and one purple, intertwined, poised to take advantage of Xuanbing Half-Venerable's injury and unstable aura...

Use swift and decisive measures to completely suppress them and end this battle.

But in that split second—

A strange, icy blue light suddenly flashed across Xuanbing Banzun's pale face.

He ignored the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, and didn't even look at the two powerful enemies approaching. Instead, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, forming an extremely strange...

It resembles a hand seal formed naturally from ice crystals.

He murmured profound syllables, and suddenly the pores of his body opened up, actively absorbing the endless icy spiritual energy of the surrounding world.

Even those shattered, yet still dissipated, supernatural cold powers within themselves!

A mysterious and profound energy revived within him.

next moment.

His deathly pale face regained its rosy hue at a visible speed, and his disordered and fluctuating breathing was instantly smoothed and stabilized as if by an invisible hand.

He even appears more refined than before his injury!

Apart from a few traces of ice crystals and bloodstains remaining on his robes, there was no other sign of injury!

"Nirvana of Ice Heart?"

For the first time, a solemn expression appeared on Xuanming Half-Venerable's usually indifferent face. The playful smile in his eyes vanished completely, and he murmured:

"really!

Those who can ascend to the position of half-saint possess extraordinary skills and unfathomable depths of knowledge.

Fu Banzun narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was not too surprised by this, only more vigilant.

He knew all along that this old monster was difficult to deal with, and that he must have many secret methods for survival and recovery, so the hope of achieving victory in one strike was already slim.

The advantage of a two-on-one situation lies in suppression and attrition, rather than instant kill.

"very good."

Xuanbing Half-Venerable slowly raised his head, his voice returning to its previous cold and indifferent tone.

It even added a touch of mystery, like ancient, unmelting ice.

His gaze swept over Half-Venerable Fu and Half-Venerable Xuanming...

It paused for a moment, especially on the purple bell in the palm of Xuanming Half-Venerable that had regained its ancient appearance.

"Two fellow Daoists, one is unparalleled in attack, capable of slaying gods and breaking laws;

A being of unfathomable power, whose influence is said to be the very essence of heaven and earth.

"As expected of a prodigy from a top sect, the sheer amount of inheritance and treasures he possesses is truly enviable, even for someone as isolated in the Northern Region."

His tone suddenly shifted, and the endless chill across the icy plains seemed to surge and roar in response to his will:

"However, if you think that this alone is enough to subdue my Northern Underworld Palace and flatten this Northern Underworld Ice Plains..."

"Still a long way off!"

"Next, I would like to invite you two fellow Daoists to carefully examine the foundation upon which my Northern Underworld Palace stands, and the true power of this vast icy plain!"

"Gather!!!"

The final shout...

Xuanbing Half-Venerable suddenly spread his arms wide, as if embracing the entire ice plain.

The crystalline jade cauldron, whose light had dimmed slightly after being damaged, hummed and vibrated violently. Instead of retracting, it soared into the sky and hung high above the battlefield of the three!

On the body of the cauldron, all the patterns flashed wildly, as if they had come to life.

Rumble—!

An incredible sight occurred.

Centered on the gate of Beiming Palace, the entire icy plains within a radius of thousands of miles seemed to be awakened at the same time!

Thick, dragon-like streams of pure, mysterious ice vein energy broke through the ice layer.

Soaring into the sky, it transformed into a visible torrent of dark blue, icy currents, surging and surging, all flowing into the jade cauldron.

The jade cauldron seemed to have become a bottomless black hole, or the ultimate amplifier of the power of ice.

The oppressive aura emanating from it increased exponentially!

Not only the jade cauldron, but the Xuanbing Half-Venerable himself also seemed to merge with this ice field, his aura rising steadily, causing the sky and earth to change color and dark clouds to gather.

A blizzard appeared out of nowhere, howling around the battlefield.

A force far exceeding anything before, powerful enough to freeze everything and solidify the soul.

The extreme chill, which even slowed down the laws of nature, emanated from him and transformed into visible icy blue ripples, sweeping across the eight wastelands and six directions!

This is not supernatural power, but more like... the borrowing and manifestation of the power of heaven and earth!

"Beimingxuan Ice Domain...

Taking advantage of the icy terrain, he had pushed this supernatural power to its pinnacle, almost reaching the level of a domain!

The Xuanming Half-Venerable spoke extremely quickly, his voice carrying an unprecedented seriousness.

"We can't let him fully unfold!"

"Let's join forces and break through with all our might!"

"kill!"

Fu Banzun said nothing more, his eyes burning with the intensity of battle, and the golden light of the God-Slaying Cone rose again.

This time, countless ancient phantoms appeared on the cone-shaped surface, exuding a chilling aura.

It seemed to carry his bloodthirsty will!

Xuanming Half-Venerable also took a deep breath, his fingertips once again caressing the purple bell, causing the bell to tremble slightly...

A deeper, more ancient purple Dao pattern began to emerge!

A vast and boundless aura, capable of suppressing all heavens and establishing dominion over the universe, slowly awakened.

next moment!

An energy fluctuation ten times more terrifying than before erupted completely at their center!

Golden light, purple glow, and a chilling blue tide...

Three forces representing different extremes collided, intertwined, and annihilated in a frenzy!

...(End of this chapter)


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