Chapter 2063 - 2061: One Strike to Sever Bing He

Chapter 2063: Chapter 2061: One Strike to Sever Bing He

This Ice River Era·Double Dragons Emergence is an ultimate move that combines defense and offense, and it’s Ice River’s signature technique, one he almost never used in front of others.

As his bottom-of-the-box ultimate move, it is naturally extraordinary.

The ice river, identical in name to Bing He, is a more advanced version of the prior Cold Wave. After all, the Cold Wave is in a vaporized state, but the ice river is liquid, with demonic ice power more solidified.

This ice river appears to flow, yet it’s in a certain critical state, much like a glass of water placed in the freezer, seemingly still liquid but ready to turn solid at any external force.

The two dragons leap out of the ice river, liquid before they emerge, but crystallizing inch by inch into a bluish body resembling a diamond once out of the water.

Surrounding Demon Kings widened their eyes at this sight, observing how these dragons vaguely resembled the Candle Dragon Demon Emperor.

Of course, dragon forms generally appear similar, and imitation doesn’t necessarily point to the Candle Dragon Demon Emperor.

Yet, seeing this Ice Phoenix Demon King use dragons instead of phoenixes inevitably arouses suspicion.

At this moment, Bing He couldn’t afford to worry about such matters, as Li Feng’s strike brought a life-or-death crisis, compelling him to use his trump card.

The two lifelike ice dragons intertwined and spiraled, with their heads facing Li Feng, unleashing Ice Dragon Breath. This breath was a blend of the Cold Wave and Absolute Zero, instantly spreading out as if freezing space itself.

Time seemed to pause.

Just as the dragon breath covered Li Feng’s vision, forming an impenetrable wall.

Li Feng’s domineering sword strike slashed down fiercely.

The sword energy rose like a gust.

The sword light shone like dawn.

The space frozen by dragon breath was smoothly cut through, like a knife through jelly, while the sword light swept by like the wind.

In that instant, time seemed to halt.

On the ice river shield in front of Bing He, a central line started spreading outward, condensing into ice as if caressed by the wind.

Yet within this ice river shield, Bing He suddenly felt a pang of panic: "Impossible."

"I’m a Second Grade Realm Demon King, how could...!"

Before Bing He could finish, the seemingly plain sword energy detonated violently within him, with horrifying, domineering energy like the noonday sun, causing Bing He’s flesh and blood, as enduring as millennium-old black ice, to disintegrate instantly.

Not only Bing He, but even the two frosty ice dragons shattered like fragile glass, exploding into countless icy shards.

The flowing ice river shield instantly solidified into ice, freezing Bing He within it. Originally meant to protect him, the ice river transformed into a massive black ice crystal upon Bing He’s defeat.

Everything happened so swiftly. The surrounding Demon Kings initially expected a fierce battle between dragons and tigers, but victory was decided in a heartbeat.

Gulp.

A Demon King of the Fourth Grade Realm swallowed nervously, as Bing He’s earlier words about turning the opponent into an ice sculpture echoed eerily.

Clearly, it wasn’t the half-blood that became an ice sculpture; the Second Grade Realm Ice Phoenix Demon King was frozen solid instead.

His face, showing bewilderment, reluctance, and disbelief, was clearly visible through the ice, while his body beneath was utterly mangled, as the sword energy’s explosion shredded Bing He’s physical form.

However, Bing He froze too rapidly, trapping all the shattered body parts within that black ice, akin to disjointed blocks, presenting a bizarre artistic sight.

Crackle.

Crackle.

The dragon breath colliding with the Phoenix Flame around Li Feng created another ice and fire clash, yet this time, the ice-phoenix wielder was clearly defeated.

"Hmph, just a measly Second Grade Realm, daring to be arrogant before this Goddess. Even though I’ve lost my physical body, slaying you is as easy as drinking water."

The haughty voice of the Vermilion Bird resonated in Li Feng’s mind, the enmity between the two clans as deep as the sea, and if not for wanting to stay hidden, she would have flaunted her prowess.

Feeling a hint of glee from Vermilion Bird, Li Feng had a slight smile, dismissing an Ice Phoenix Demon King, merely one among many present here with over twenty Demon Kings around.

The next second.

Li Feng abruptly turned: "Who’s next to meet their death?"

The Demon Kings surrounding Li Feng, engulfed in Phoenix Flame hovering in mid-air, bore serious expressions. Before, Li Feng’s use of self-detonation to take down three Fourth and Fifth Grade Realm Demon Kings seemed a skillful trick, a surprise attack.

But Li Feng’s one stroke to kill an Ice Phoenix Clan’s Second Grade Realm Demon King Bing He made all present Demon Kings weigh their options, pondering how a half-blood could be this formidable.

While they hesitated, the Fox Clan Holy Daughter stepped forward again: "Everyone, don’t be fooled by him. As just a half-blood, killing a Second Grade Realm Demon King must have cost him dearly. Perhaps he’s currently weak, trying to deceive us into thinking he’s unfazed."

"Here, we have over twenty Demon Kings. Not to mention the Fourth and Fifth Grade Realm Demon Kings, there are still several Second Grade Realm ones. Are you truly intimidated by a mere half-blood?"

The Fox Clan Holy Daughter’s voice was laced with persuasive and provocative undertones.

One Demon King, pricked by her words, reconsidered, realizing it’s true; defeating a Second Grade Realm Demon King must require all one’s strength.

Whether demonic power spirit cores of the Demon Clan or the Golden Core of human cultivators, the energy is finite; it cannot sustain indefinitely.

Possessing a Golden Core equates to having a storage unit and facilitates rapid mobilization of internal Primordial Energy.

Even they would instantly deplete their demonic power after firing major moves, entering a brief post-action demonic power vacuum.

This is common sense.

Could he truly defeat Bing He without exerting full effort or incurring any cost?

Certainly not.

This meant he was deliberately masking, exuding calmness while skillfully feigning, making them cautious, momentarily not realizing the truth.

"Hmph, you’re quite wily, half-blood. You must be very weak now, so why such arrogance? Even daring to boast, impressive act."

"But your demise is imminent."

The speaking Demon King smirked coldly: "Holy Daughter, watch me take his head for you." With that, the demon king’s form flickered like lightning, transforming into a beam of violet light, moving so swiftly that it left no traceable shadow.

Before the voice faded, the Demon King appeared behind Li Feng, coldly smirking as he swung his sharp claws.