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The cold wind cut like a blade, chilling their cheeks.
"Ugh."
Yun Xiaoxi tightened her leather cloak around her chest, her snow-white face slightly pale. She silently circulated her energy, gathering Starlit True Qi in front of her eyes to resist the onslaught of the wind and snow. With one hand holding the Snowdrift Sword, she followed Ye Yang forward, her lips pressed tightly together.
"I have a bad feeling about this..." Ten Directions said softly as he carried the Battle Axe on his back. "Although the Extreme Ice Wasteland is extremely cold, I have lived here for decades and have never encountered such frigid weather. It seems to be because of our arrival..."
Ye Yang chuckled lightly, placing his left hand on Yan Yao's shoulder and channeling Fire God Power into her to help her withstand the cold. His gaze turned icy as he said, "Xiaoxi, you must have sensed it too. In the distance, those Frost Dragon Clan members have already detected our presence, so they are welcoming us in their own unique way. It seems that the sudden drop in temperature is closely related to the Frost Dragon Clan."
Yun Xiaoxi nodded. "That's right. The aura of the Frost Dragon Clan is rapidly intensifying, filled with violence and hostility. It seems these beasts are already on guard against us."
Peng Yue shivered and asked, "Are we really going to walk into our doom?"
Ye Yang shrugged. "Of course. Otherwise, what was the point of walking so far? You wouldn't want your trip to be in vain after being roasted by fire!"
Peng Yue remained silent.
...
As they continued forward, the wind and snow grew increasingly fierce. The breath they exhaled almost instantly crystallized into frost in the air. A thick layer of frost covered everyone's sword blades; undoubtedly, such a harsh environment would be a nightmare for Ye Yang and Peng Yue, the two Fire God Warriors. In this extreme cold, the power of Fire God Technique was reduced by at least half.
However, Yun Xiaoxi appeared quite at ease. Her innate attribute was ice; although she felt the cold as well, this environment would not affect the power of Ice Crystal Technique at all. In fact, the cold might significantly enhance its lethality.
Peng Yue coughed and said, "Ye Yang, do you really have confidence in defeating the powerful Frost Dragon Clan? Don't forget that you possess Fire God Power; flames cannot exert even half their strength in ice and snow. If something goes wrong, we could end up failing miserably. At that point, not only would we lose our lives, but Yun Xiaoxi and Yan Yao would also be in danger."
Ye Yang chuckled lightly, "Don't worry, a mere beast can't harm me."
As he spoke, Ye Yang suddenly shouted, his eyes shrouded in a golden hue, entering the state of Fire God Transformation. Flames swirled around his battle armor, making the surrounding area feel less cold.
The flames did not explode nor extinguish; it was purely a field effect. Ye Yang only expended a small amount of energy to alter the environment within a ten-meter radius, preventing the wind and snow from raging.
"My goodness, this..."
Peng Yue's pupils widened in surprise as he exclaimed, "You can actually maintain the Fire God Transformation for an extended period? Aren't you worried about exhausting your True Qi?"
"Don't worry, it hardly consumes much of my True Qi," Ye Yang replied with a slight smile.
Peng Yue was taken aback. "Then why didn't you maintain this state yesterday?"
"This is something I comprehended during my training last night..."
"..."
What was clearly an elevation of domain and a substantial increase in power sounded so casual from Ye Yang's lips that it left Peng Yue shocked, feeling as if he wanted to die.
...
After trudging through the snow for an entire morning, they finally came upon towering deep blue glaciers ahead. The temperature dropped even further, causing Yun Xiaoxi to shiver slightly. Yan Yao was almost completely buried beside Ye Yang, enjoying the warmth brought by Ye Yang's Fire God Warrior Transformation field.
"Here we are..."
Ye Yang suddenly stopped, drew the sword from his back, and shouted towards the front, "Nefarious Dragon, come forth and accept your judgment!"
Peng Yue couldn't help but chuckle, "How could a dragon possibly understand your words?"
Ye Yang's expression was grim; he did not respond. Instead, he raised his voice, channeling Starlit True Qi into his throat to enhance the sound's penetration, causing it to echo throughout the Snow Domain.
Peng Yue sneered and was about to speak when a sharp roar pierced the air, a thunderous roar that shook the glaciers.
"Jie jie..."
"What is that?" Peng Yue's smirk froze as a powerful aura descended, an oppressive force that nearly suffocated him.
"Bang!"
With a loud crash at the edge of the Glacier Mountains, an ice-colored claw grasped the mountain range, tearing apart the ice peak that had formed over countless years. Following that, a massive head emerged—ferocious in appearance, resembling a qilin with scales covering its head. Its body moved like a serpent, equipped with four sharp claws, measuring about thirty meters in length. It was enormous, its whiskers swaying as its deep blue dragon eyes fixed intently on Ye Yang.
"Oh my God, that demon..."
Ten Directions was so frightened that he staggered back several dozen steps, his face filled with shock and anger. His eyes blazed with fury as he muttered, "I saw this kind of Frost Demon on the totem of my clan; it once slaughtered hundreds of thousands of innocent lives from my people. Oh my God, they have indeed been lurking in the glaciers!"
"Swish!"
Ye Yang remained silent, the sword in his hand spewing intense flames. He was accustomed to communicating through the Azure Soul Sword. Although this dragon resembled the Azure Dragon from ancient Chinese legends, it was merely a facade, a violent and evil beast. From the dragon's eyes, Ye Yang could read its ferocity!
"Xiaoxi, cover me; I will slay this beast!" Ye Yang commanded softly.
Yun Xiaoxi nodded lightly, the glow of the Ice Crystal Technique shimmering beneath her feet, instantly elevating her aura to its peak state. At that moment, apart from Ye Yang, Yun Xiaoxi was the strongest, likely the only one who could truly assist him.
On the glacier, the Ice Dragon roared ominously, its four sharp claws tearing through the ice as it raced forward with incredible speed!
Ye Yang did not dare to be careless; behind him was Yan Yao. He needed to shift the battlefield and could not endanger Yan Yao because Ye Yang sensed that this dragon possessed immense power, at least a Starry Sky Sixth Level magical beast, even stronger than the Fire Kirin Dragon he had once tamed.
With a loud "bang," his battle boots stomped down on the glacier, creating a massive pit as he launched himself upward like a Sharp Sword aimed at the nearly vertical ice wall ahead. The dragon darted along the wall like a blue gecko, simultaneously a gecko that was incredibly powerful and deadly!
"Die!"
Ye Yang shouted fiercely, flames of Fate Fire swirling around his sword blade as he unleashed a devastating strike with the Purgatory Flame Blade towards the Ice Dragon!
"Hiss..."
The Ice Dragon roared as it raised its front claws and lunged toward Ye Yang's sword blade!
With a thunderous boom, the shadows of man and dragon overlapped and then separated.
"Bang!"
Ye Yang stood heavily on the glacier, suspended at the edge, while the Ice Dragon let out a mournful howl. Three of its claws were deeply embedded in the ice, but one of its front claws was already injured, its scales shattered. Ye Yang's strike was powerful, and he faced the dragon in his Fire God Warrior Transformation state, significantly enhancing his strength. This blow was no less formidable than an attack from a Starry Sky Seventh Level expert!
"Heavens!" Ten Directions knelt on the ground, raising his head. Through the wind and snow, he vaguely recognized that Ye Yang had actually gained the upper hand. For a moment, Ten Directions was stunned and murmured, "Divine Envoy, are you truly the messenger sent by heaven to save the Descendants of the Divine?"
Peng Yue gritted his teeth. "Hmph, that kid..."
...
"Come again, beast!" Ye Yang shouted.
The Ice Dragon roared in fury, leaping into the air and once more lunging at Ye Yang. It unleashed a Dragon Breath from afar, condensing into a massive ice spike that thrust heavily towards Ye Yang.
"Bring it on!"
Ye Yang laughed heartily, stepping back half a pace. He raised his sword and suddenly unleashed a Raging Sword Roar martial technique. Although it was a low-level Martial Arts Manual, under Ye Yang's sword, it appeared incredibly powerful. The energy of the lion's head attack collided violently with the Dragon Breath ice spike, instantly shattering it to pieces!
"Boom!"
The Raging Sword Roar struck against the glacier, shaking the earth.
The Ice Dragon roared again and continued its fierce assault, while Ye Yang stood proudly in the wind, his sword slashing down repeatedly, leaving massive Flame Sword marks on the glacier.
The battlefield was in chaos, the sky dim, yet illuminated by the bright flashes of Ye Yang's Flame Sword.
...
Yun Xiaoxi, Yan Yao, Peng Yue, and Ten Directions stood on the ground, looking up, unable to see any of the battle conditions. They could only sense that both Ye Yang and Ice Dragon had reached their peak powers, fiercely clashing against each other.
After a long while, suddenly, one of the auras vanished, followed by a black shadow falling from the sky.
"What is that?" Peng Yue exclaimed in shock.
"Thud!"
The black shadow hit the ground, and immediately, Ten Directions was overwhelmed with emotion, tears streaming down: "Divine Envoy, you really did it..."
...
On the ground lay the gruesome head of the Ice Dragon, severed cleanly from its neck, a masterpiece of Ye Yang.
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