Chapter 792 - 132: Old Grudges Resurface (Part 2)

Where the galaxy passes, the ice anomaly intensifies, and even space barriers begin to show tiny cracks.

"The foundation of the Cangyuan Holy Land is indeed extraordinary." Li Ji’an murmured in his heart, his figure flickered, and with the Spatial Divine Abilities of the Floating Light Fan, he instantly teleported several zhang away, avoiding the sweep of the ice galaxy.

The ice galaxy fell where he had just stood, instantly freezing the ground into a ten-zhang square icy area, with a ghostly blue cold air continuously spreading underneath the ice layer.

Before Li Ji’an could steady himself, the Cangyue Saintess once again slashed with the Ice Blue Longsword in her hand.

This time, what was slashed was not a sword force, but an ice-blue sword aura condensed to the extreme.

The sword aura was only finger-thick, yet it emitted a power capable of tearing through the protective spiritual light of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, silently shooting towards the center of Li Ji’an’s eyebrows.

At the same time, she flipped her right hand, and a jade pendant flashing with a strange spiritual light was sacrificed, transforming in mid-air into a light blue soul shadow, pouncing towards Li Ji’an’s Sea of Consciousness.

"Her methods are much sharper than they were ten years ago." Li Ji’an slightly furrowed his brows, his Nascent Soul level Primordial Spirit instantly activated, and a golden Primordial Spirit barrier appeared deep in his Sea of Consciousness, causing the light blue soul shadow to melt away instantly like snow meeting fire, disappearing without a trace.

Simultaneously, he waved the Floating Shadows Fan, the fan lightly brushing, a circulating light shadow rolled towards the ice-blue sword aura, slightly altering its trajectory to graze past his shoulder, leaving a deep ice trench on the ground, the trench walls instantly freezing into ice.

Their magical combat was a peak duel of late-stage Golden Core, without a trace of sluggishness, each strike aimed straight at vital points.

The icebound snowfield phantom behind the Cangyue Saintess grew more solid, the biting cold turning the area covered by the Celestial Sealing Order completely into an icefield, even the yellow sand frozen into crystalline ice particles, making a crisp shattering sound when stepped on.

Meanwhile, Li Ji’an utilized the Spatial Divine Abilities of the Floating Light Fan to manoeuvre dodges, sometimes teleporting to evade, sometimes using space barriers to deflect force, seemingly passive in his maneuvers, yet always firmly in control of his own pace.

But as time passed, Li Ji’an gradually began to feel the strain.

The Cangyue Saintess’s magical power far exceeded that of ordinary late-stage Golden Core cultivators, clearly nurtured by High-tier Spiritual Pills over many years, with deep foundations.

Surrounded by multiple high-grade magical treasures such as the Ice Blue Longsword and Ice Crystal Bead Chain, she also had an ice-blue shield swirling around her, blocking every attack that slipped through.

Moreover, during her attacks, Li Ji’an could distinctly feel her vigilant defenses; a light blue spiritual light surrounded her, most likely a targeted magical treasure to guard against stealth attacks from the past using the Invisibility Puppet.

This temporarily made him abandon the idea of reproducing his stealth attack tactics with the Invisibility Puppet.

"Thief, do you only know how to hide?" Unable to make progress, the Cangyue Saintess’s agitation grew, her tone icy cold to the core.

Her hands quickly formed seals, suddenly condensing countless ice spikes in the icebound snowfield phantom around her, densely packed like an ice-bound army, each ice spike twined with pure ice element magical power, and mixed with a trace of soul-corroding cold fiend.

"Ice Seal · Thousand Arrows Piercing Heart!"

With her crisp shout, countless ice spikes poured down like a torrential rain, covering the sky, even the light frozen by this ultimate chill.

This strike not only covered a vast area, but each ice spike could pierce through ordinary late-stage Golden Core protective spiritual light. More insidious was the cold fiend carried by the ice spikes, which, once invading the body, could cause magical power disruption at best, and Sea of Consciousness injuries and foundational instability at worst.

Li Ji’an’s eyes sank; although the Spatial Divine Abilities of the Floating Light Fan were exquisite, they found it difficult to defuse such a dense attack simultaneously.

He took a deep breath, his magical power suddenly receding, fully unleashing the power of the Tier Three Late Period Body Refining Realm, a faint golden spiritual light appearing on the surface of his skin, muscle lines slightly swollen, every inch of flesh and blood harboring power capable of tearing apart mountains.

"Since I can’t dodge, I’ll take it head-on!"

Li Ji’an’s feet firmly rooted in the icefield, allowing the countless ice spikes to shoot towards him.

The ice spikes struck the golden spiritual light, most shattering into ice chips instantly, while the few carrying cold fiend that pierced through the spiritual light hit his flesh, producing continuous "clang" metallic collision sounds, leaving not the slightest mark, instead being shattered into powder.

Those cold fiends that invaded his body were also instantly refined by his Nascent Soul level Primordial Spirit, unable to stir even the slightest ripple.

"What... what kind of physique is this?!" The Cangyue Saintess was thoroughly stunned, eyes full of disbelief.

Her ice spikes were infused with peak late-stage Golden Core power, even ordinary Nascent Soul early period cultivators’ protective spiritual light dared not clash directly, yet this thief withstood it relying solely on his physique, not even breaking his skin.

Such a Body Refining Realm, even the top Body Cultivator sects of the Dao Yi Realm might not be able to cultivate such a monster!

In a mixture of shock and anger, the Cangyue Saintess completely lost her patience.

She couldn’t believe, as the Saintess of the Cangyuan Holy Land, she couldn’t deal with an Honored Guest Elder from a minor sect, immediately taking out a blood-colored talisman and crushing it.

At the moment the talisman shattered, a raging blood energy surged into her body, her aura abruptly soaring to the peak of late-stage Golden Core, the surrounding icebound anomaly becoming more terrifying, the space even slightly distorted by the extreme chill.

"Thief, today you are undoubtedly dead!" The Cangyue Saintess’s voice was hoarse and frenzied, her figure transforming into an ultimate ice-blue stream of light, ignoring spatial distance and instantly moving to Li Ji’an’s front.

Her Ice Blue Longsword in hand infused with all her magical power, ice crystal runes all lighting up, emanating a terrifying aura of eternal ice, thrusting straight at Li Ji’an’s heart.