Chapter 843 - 841: Cold Bone Ice Flesh, Immortal Puppet Cold Domain

Chapter 843: Chapter 841: Cold Bone Ice Flesh, Immortal Puppet Cold Domain

It was Hong Xiaoxing. No wonder she dared to speak so boldly. As the beloved young granddaughter of the old City Lord of Hongtian Ancient City, she might not be on the Dragon and Tiger List, but her youth and formidable cultivation, combined with her status, meant even Situ Ke fell short in comparison.

On the arena, Liou Xueyan and Situ Ke seemed completely deaf to the commotion. Her icy immortal energy surged like a silver flood, while his Vajra Pestle tore through the sky, clashing once again with ferocious intensity.

BOOM! CRACK!

The deafening, thunderous roars echoed endlessly.

Liou Xueyan was fully prepared, vowing to win this battle. Situ Ke, on the other hand, had already gone red-eyed with rage. Not only did he want her to lose, but he also wanted to make her pay an unprecedented price to wipe away his past humiliation.

"You wretched bitch, I’d like to see how many of my strikes you can block!" Situ Ke snarled hideously. The immortal patterns on his body multiplied, shining with blinding brilliance. The might radiating from his Vajra Body grew even stronger.

SWISH!

With a sweeping strike of the pestle, space shattered and scattered like fragile pieces of paper. The tyrannical force smashed down, disintegrating a massive swath of the icy energy above Liou Xueyan.

In this perilous moment, immortal light bloomed in Liou Xueyan’s eyes. She leapt upward, making no attempt to dodge. Radiant, icy immortal light burst from her body. At this moment, her flesh became translucent and flawless. Her bones were like frigid jade, and her skin like immortal ice. Brilliant light swirled around her immortal garments, making her look like a fairy descending to the mortal realm. Her breathtaking beauty left countless cultivators staring in a daze.

People often spoke of "ice skin and jade bones." Yet now, Liou Xueyan displayed true Cold Bone Ice Flesh. Those cold bones were even more stunning than jade. A terrifying chill swept across the martial arena like an invisible, raging tide. Even through the restrictive formations, many felt a bone-deep coldness, as if they had plunged into an icy cavern.

With a thrust of her palm, Liou Xueyan conjured a thousand-foot glacier, completely blocking the strike of the Vajra Pestle.

"She actually blocked it?" The crowd erupted in an uproar.

Xu Yang’s eyes widened in astonishment. The strength Liou Xueyan displayed today was truly extraordinary.

"Hmph," Situ Ke sneered. Gripping the Vajra Pestle with both hands, he brought it down in a frantic, relentless barrage.

The dense flurry of pestle shadows delivered an immensely terrifying visual impact to the spectators. Each strike was unleashed with full force—like a collapsing mountain, an erupting volcano, or an overturning ocean.

CRACK!

The glacier shattered instantly, unable to withstand the assault. Situ Ke spun his body, his immortal patterns shining so brilliantly they seemed to burn. Channelling the absolute limit of his Vajra Body’s power into the Vajra Pestle, he swept out a wave of savage, tyrannical force across the sky, like a guardian deity suppressing demons and crushing all evil.

Facing this terrifying attack, Liou Xueyan rapidly formed hand seals. A freezing aura surged behind her, condensing into a massive icy millstone. With a tap of her slender finger, it shot forward.

RUMBLE!

The massive icy millstone, carrying the momentum of a thousand armies, crashed violently into the Vajra Pestle. The epic collision was like heaven and earth tearing apart. The shockwave swallowed the martial arena, completely obscuring their figures.

Immediately after, deafening explosions rang out.

BANG BANG BANG!

Dense flashes of light and shadows intertwined frantically, dazzling the onlookers. The powers of ice and Vajra clashed in every corner of the vast arena, each vying to overpower the other. Yet, amid the surging turbulence and shattering forces, it was impossible to tell who held the upper hand.

"The geniuses of this era are truly terrifying," Liou Sanqian murmured in shock.

As an older generation expert at the Middle Stage of Golden Immortal, his aptitude and potential were not poor—otherwise, he could never have become a supervisor of the high-tier Heaven’s Edge Tower. Yet, the sheer might of this battle left his heart pounding with fear.

Xu Yang could see it clearly. By revealing her Cold Bone Ice Flesh, Liou Xueyan’s strength had spiked enough to match Situ Ke. But Situ Ke was not weak either; he had also grown much stronger. Whether Liou Xueyan could win this battle was hard to say. However, in his view, neither of them had revealed their true trump cards yet.

On the other side.

Qingyue activated his Long Yang True Eye, observing every minute detail of the fight with absolute clarity. "Liou Xueyan is in trouble," he muttered suddenly.

The next moment.

The boundless energy blanketing the arena suddenly twisted and detonated violently. A colossal ten-thousand-foot pillar plummeted from the sky. It was Situ Ke wielding the Vajra Pestle. With a single strike, he shattered the sky full of ice, sending Liou Xueyan retreating in a sorry state.

For the first time since the clash began, she had fallen to a disadvantage.

The momentum of the massive Vajra Pestle didn’t wane in the slightest. As soon as the first strike landed, Situ Ke brought it down for a second blow. The crowd couldn’t help but hold their breath. Liou Xueyan’s expression remained unchanged. She stared fixedly at the incoming pestle shadow, the freezing aura around her surging to an increasingly astonishing level.

In a split second.

The world changed color. Silver frost blanketed the surroundings in every direction. Countless crystal-clear snowflakes suddenly began to fall from the sky. Dense and endless, they drifted and spiraled, reflecting thousands of fractured lights and shadows.

"What Divine Techniques is that?"

"The manifestation of ice and snow..."

"What is she trying to do?"

For a moment, the crowd couldn’t comprehend Liou Xueyan’s actions. These freezing snowflakes were astonishing, but they were scattered everywhere. How could they possibly block that crushing strike?

Suddenly, a series of crisp sounds rang out.

CRACK CRACK CRACK.

Space froze solid as the swirling snow swarmed to envelop the Vajra Pestle. Under the endless freezing chill, the Vajra Pestle actually slowed down, as if caught in a deep quagmire.

Situ Ke’s pupils contracted. A flash of horror crossed his eyes before his Vajra Body erupted with power, attempting to shatter the icy blockade around him. But more and more snowflakes materialized out of thin air, clinging to the Vajra Pestle.

The cold intensified exponentially, as if it had no limit. The chill seeped into his bones, disrupting the flow of his qi and blood. The immortal patterns on his Vajra Body were almost frozen solid, coated in a thin layer of frost.

The Vajra Pestle moved slower and slower.

The onlookers watched with pounding hearts and widened eyes. Just how terrifying was this freezing aura?

Liou Xueyan shot Situ Ke a mocking smile. Her graceful body swayed, drifting like a single snowflake, and she instantly appeared before the Vajra Pestle.

"Not good!" Situ Ke’s expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, his physical body let out a loud detonation. The ancient lotus mark on his glabella flared up instantly, transforming into eighty-one resplendent lotus leaves that shot out explosively.

"Eighty-one leaves!" Xu Yang exclaimed in shock.

That ancient lotus was clearly tied to the cultivation methods of the Ancient Lotus Vajra Sect. For Situ Ke, this was a definitive killing move. Xu Yang had witnessed its power previously in the Four Symbols Demon Evil Valley, but back then, there were only seventy-two leaves. Now, it had increased to eighty-one.

Going from eight nines to nine nines—an increase of nine leaves—was a leap in power that absolutely could not be underestimated. The eighty-one golden lotus leaves bared their sharp edges, ripping through the heavens and tearing the earth.

"It’s the Ancient Lotus Vajra Sword!"

"That’s the Vajra Sect’s ultimate trump card."

"Liou Xueyan clearly made Situ Ke feel a fatal threat."

"Cultivators of the Vajra Sect never use this move unless it’s a critical moment."

CLANG!

Liou Xueyan was a fraction faster, smacking the Vajra Pestle right out of Situ Ke’s grip with her palm. Right behind it, the eighty-one Ancient Lotus Vajra Swords swarmed her face, crisscrossing wildly to seal off every possible route of escape.

Liou Xueyan’s body trembled as she felt the immense threat. She took a deep breath, her garments suddenly billowing violently.

WHOOSH!

The Ice Extreme Immortal Puppet Map abruptly unfurled behind her. Its boundless glaciers and vast snowy abysses looked incredibly lifelike.

"That ancient treasure again?" Seeing this, Situ Ke sneered. "Tricks like that are useless against me."

Liou Xueyan paid him no mind.

SWISH!

The massive Immortal Puppet Map suddenly enveloped her, swiftly fusing into her very body.

BOOM!

Liou Xueyan’s body shuddered uncontrollably. The immortal light around her expanded violently. The various phenomena depicted in the Immortal Puppet Map literally bloomed out from within her. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into a series of terrifying, icy immortal patterns surrounding her. Each pattern was profoundly ancient and perfectly natural, as if forged and accumulated through tens of thousands of years in primordial glaciers.

BOOM!

An astonishing coldness erupted. The eighty-one Ancient Lotus Vajra Swords forcefully came to a dead halt, frozen stiff just a foot away from her body.