Chapter 1897 Extreme Cold Showdown

“No matter how an ant struggles, it is ultimately just an ant. How could it possibly shake an elephant?”

At this moment, Mo Han had undoubtedly calmed down. Since he had decided to take the opponent’s life, any process could be ignored. This sentence also displayed the immense confidence in his heart.

No matter if the opponent was a Half-step Holy Rank cultivator or a genius in the Early Stage of the Hua Xuan Realm, in Mo Han’s eyes, they were easily defeated, even if Yun Xiao had just effortlessly blocked several of his attacks.

But that was all there was to it. Mo Han was a genius ranked fifth in the Emperor Canglong Palace, and apart from the few ranked above him, he had never feared anyone of the same level.

This time, coming to the Xuanyuan Platform, Mo Han was full of spirit, especially after he luckily broke through to the Middle Stage of the Hua Xuan Realm, he felt it was a foregone conclusion that he would be the first to step on the Xuanyuan Platform.

But who knew a kid named Yun Xing suddenly appeared and became his biggest obstacle. Mo Han already harbored endless killing intent towards this young man in white before him, hence he made the Heavenly Tribulation Poison Oath.

However, in Mo Han’s view, whether or not he made the Heavenly Tribulation Poison Oath, this young man was unlikely to survive. His purpose was merely to show the onlookers his determination.

Otherwise, wouldn’t any Tom, Dick, or Harry be able to disregard the majesty of the Emperor Palace in the future? Mo Han was still quite active in maintaining the prestige of the Emperor Palace.

Whoosh… whoosh… whoosh…

After Mo Han finished uttering those words with a cold smile, ice cold Meridian Qi surged around him once again. This time, the Meridian Qi felt rather peculiar, causing many people’s hearts to chill.

“I’ve heard that Mo Han, during the year he was five to six years old, was soaking in the Cold Nether Pool. His body already possesses a type of Cold Netherworld Energy. Could it be this cold aura now?”

Lu Zhanbai, the Third Young Master of the Lu Family, had once learned of this fifth genius of the Emperor Palace and suddenly exclaimed, causing Jiang Jingyu beside him to change his expression dramatically and shiver involuntarily.

It is said that in the Northern Domain of the continent, there is a Cold Nether Pool, perennially freezing to the bone, yet it never freezes over. If any weak human or Vein Demon dares to approach, they would be frozen into an ice sculpture by the Cold Netherworld Energy.

Next to the Cold Nether Pool are countless ice sculptures of humans or Vein Demons. These sculptures do not decay for thousands of years, seemingly proclaiming to the world the Cold Nether Pool’s eerie and terrifying nature.

Indeed, the genius from the Emperor Palace, Mo Han, was extraordinarily blessed. From birth, he possessed extremely strong Ice Cold Attributes. To better activate his cold attributes, the Dragon Academy placed him in the Cold Nether Pool when he was five years old.

This was actually a very risky move, as one careless mistake could lead to Mo Han’s demise. Fortunately, he survived in the end and was lucky enough to absorb a certain Cold Netherworld Energy from the Cold Nether Pool.

Possessing the Cold Pool Qi, Mo Han’s cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and in battles with others, he would often freeze his enemies into ice sculptures, just like those beside the Cold Nether Pool.

It seems Mo Han has been provoked by Yun Xiao, intending to use his trump card in this moment. After Lu Zhanbai’s reminder, everyone was filled with fear, including Wu Jiantong.

As a talented member of the Holy Doctor Alliance, Wu Jiantong naturally had heard about the Cold Nether Pool. However, he had a natural aversion to such a place due to his Fire Attribute Ancestor Vein, with no intention of exploring it.

But this did not prevent Wu Jiantong from understanding the Cold Nether Pool. There is likely an extremely powerful cold attribute treasure at the bottom of that pool, otherwise how could the Cold Nether Pool be so terrifying?

Of course, none of this mattered. When Wu Jiantong realized Mo Han was unleashing his Cold Netherworld Energy at that moment, he couldn’t help but worry for Yun Xiao.

However, what these onlookers did not see was the fleeting smile in the eyes of the young man in white when the Cold Netherworld Energy erupted from Mo Han.

“Cold Nether Qi, huh? Mo Han’s luck is quite good indeed!”

Even Lu Zhanbai and Wu Jiantong could sense the Cold Netherworld Energy. As the former Long Xiao Battle God, how could Yun Xiao not sense it? Moreover, his understanding of the Cold Nether Pool far exceeded that of the two geniuses over there.

In fact, back in the day, the Long Xiao Battle God had once ventured deep into the Cold Nether Pool in his spare time. However, the Cold Nether Pool was bottomless, growing colder deeper down, and even the Long Xiao Battle God found it difficult to withstand.

The Cold Nether Pool has long been regarded as one of the three deadliest places in the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud. According to legend, no one has ever been able to reach its bottom, not even those at the Peak of the Supreme Saint Realm.

Although the former Long Xiao Battle God never reached the bottom of the Cold Nether Pool, Yun Xiao possessed profound knowledge of the Cold Netherworld Energy, and he knew that this so-called energy was as insignificant as a child’s play compared to the coldness at the pool’s bottom.

Throughout these years, as Yun Xiao cultivated, the power of his Ice Cold Ancestor Vein had been significantly enhanced, which is why he felt so confident after sensing Mo Han’s Cold Netherworld Energy.

Strictly speaking, although the Long Xiao Battle God of the previous life possessed numerous Ancestor Veins, none of them were Ice Cold Ancestor Veins, as he was a top-tier Meridian Refining Master with dual cultivation in medicine and poison.

Thus, even though Yun Xiao in this reincarnated life hasn’t returned to his previous peak state, at least in the cultivation of the ice cold path, he holds a greater advantage compared to the Long Xiao Battle God of the past.

For example, at this very moment, Mo Han is completely unaware of the nature of the existence he faces, his previously unrivaled Cold Netherworld Energy is destined to fail this time.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

As Mo Han released the Cold Netherworld Energy, it seemed as if even the air on the line was frozen into blocks of extreme ice cold, seemingly forming an ice crystal bridge connecting Mo Han and Yun Xiao, appearing extremely mystical.

The extreme cold surged toward Yun Xiao overwhelmingly, making it unavoidable, yet Yun Xiao didn’t need to evade; his left hand extended, and a stream of Ice Cold Qi suddenly burst out into the air.

While dissolving the Cold Nether Cloud Finger earlier, Yun Xiao had already utilized the Ice Cold Ancestor Vein Power once, but now seeing him dare use the same ice attribute to counter the Cold Netherworld Energy, many showed disdainful sneers.

“It’s simply courting death!”

Especially Lu Zhanbai, a genius familiar with Cold Netherworld Energy, mocked openly, as the terror of Cold Netherworld Energy was deeply rooted in the hearts of these geniuses.

Earlier, Yun Xiao’s ice cold technique was indeed stunning, but all that matters is where it’s used—in this world, is there anything colder than Cold Netherworld Energy?

These young talents naturally assumed that Mo Han’s Cold Netherworld Energy was identical to the coldness in the Cold Nether Pool, little knowing it was merely a shallow Cold Netherworld Energy.

With Mo Han’s cultivation at the time, it was impossible to absorb more of the Cold Netherworld Energy for personal use, and even a single stream of Cold Netherworld Energy nearly cost him his life; it was ultimately luck that saw him through.

Nevertheless, although that was only a surface-level Cold Netherworld Energy from the Cold Nether Pool, it couldn’t be endured by cultivators of equivalent rank, which made Mo Han stand out in the Dragon Academy.

At least, at this moment in Mo Han’s heart, upon seeing that Yun Xing dared to compete with him in ice cold power, a gleeful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Under the sky of Xuanyuan Platform, when the two forces of ice cold power clashed, initially Mo Han had the upper hand; unknowingly, this brief advantage was merely due to his Meridian Qi suppression from the Hua Xuan Realm Middle Stage.

Simply comparing Ice Cold Power, Yun Xiao’s left-arm Ancestor Vein Ice Cold Power wasn’t inferior to Mo Han’s Cold Netherworld Energy; thus, merely moments later, he stabilized his footing.

Consequently, the events unfolding in the sky left many stunned, especially Lu Zhanbai, who had great confidence in Mo Han, his jaw nearly hitting the ground.

That was what? That was the ultimate coldness of Cold Netherworld Energy; countless brilliant cultivators perished under this Cold Netherworld Energy, in Lu Zhanbai’s view, the young man in white, Yun Xing, would be no exception.

Unexpectedly, Yun Xing not only blocked Mo Han’s Cold Netherworld Energy in the first instant, but within a short period of time seemed to have gained remarkable resilience, making it impossible for Mo Han’s Cold Netherworld Energy to advance even half an inch.

Even Lu Zhanbai’s formidable Holy Rank Low Level Soul discovered in horror that with the passage of time, Mo Han’s Cold Netherworld Energy seemed to be slowly pushed back by the Ice Cold Power of the white-clad youth, Yun Xing.

This realization made Lu Zhanbai even more aghast; what did this signify? It indicated that the Ice Cold Power of the white-clad youth, Yun Xing, seemed to surpass Mo Han’s Cold Netherworld Energy.

Despite a difference of one small realm, and within the Holy Vein Three Realms small realm no less, under such circumstances, the two forces of ice cold power could still persist, with the other even gaining a slight advantage; the underlying truth was obvious.

“Damn it, this kid is also an Ice Cold Attribute cultivator!”

As the person involved, how could Mo Han’s expression be anything but grim at this moment? He cursed inwardly, but had little recourse, as his Cold Netherworld Energy had been pushed to its limits.

Mo Han could not fathom how an unknown individual could possess multiple Holy Rank Low Level Ancestor Veins, and now even have Ice Cold Power comparable to his own; where did this demon spawn come from?

Despite Mo Han’s anger, he didn’t lose his composure excessively, as ultimately his advantage over Yun Xiao lay in his one small realm higher Hua Xuan Realm Middle Stage cultivation.

Swoosh!

Yet at the crucial moment of heated confrontation in the sky between the two geniuses’ ice cold powers, a sudden sound of wind-breaking arose, darkening both their expressions instantly.