flstandardbreds Chapter 703 - 639: Heart Demon of the Realm of Desire
Chapter 703 - 639: Heart Demon of the Realm of Desire
In an instant.
Two entirely different formidable magical powers spread out.
One is pure magic power, rolling black mist, violent and ferocious.
The other is the cold ice spiritual power, freezing everything, with a biting chill.
The moment the two magical powers touched.
The black mist froze, turning into dot-like black crystals, falling rustlingly.
Everyone present gasped in shock.
The ice spiritual power emanating from True Master Profound Ice’s body directly froze the magic power in the form of black mist.
What a formidable ice spiritual power this is!
Where the ice spiritual power passed, everything froze, life was annihilated, all turning into ice crystals.
The eyes of Elysium Devil Venerable turned cold.
At this moment, his mind cleared a bit.
This was a tough opponent.
However, at this point, he couldn’t retreat even a step.
The winner becomes king, the loser becomes a bandit; the outcome of life and death.
Elysium Devil Venerable took a deep breath.
The demonic qi around him surged once again.
The magical fan gradually swelled, growing larger and larger, flying out of his hand, rotating in the air, and emitting a yellowish magic light.
The sky darkened.
The fan covered the entire sky.
The wind started blowing.
A magic wind, heartbreaking, seemed capable of blowing away all of a cultivator’s essence, spirit, and energy, began to rage gradually.
All the people present retreated.
Everyone had a strange feeling.
As if an invisible force was trying to pull their divine soul out of their bodies.
The magical fan of Elysium Devil Venerable stirred the clouds, and the yellowish magic wind swelled larger.
Liu Ruyan’s eyes flashed with a complex emotion.
There was both awe for Elysium Devil Venerable and a subtle worry.
Wu Xiaotian grinned fiercely, seemingly envisioning the tragic scene of Shen Xuan’s defeat and fall.
Immortal Miaoyu lightly shook her fan, her eyes flickering, lost in thought.
On another side.
The Wu sisters’ faces lost their color, their expressions pale, their beautiful eyes fixed on their senior brother’s figure.
In their childhood, under Liu Ruyan’s influence and the sinister experiences at Celestial Fragrance Pavilion, they hated Wu Fangrui and all men.
They took pleasure in deceiving and toying with men’s emotions with their beauty.
Time passed, and now they saw the Cultivation World more clearly.
Besides their master True Master Gu Feng and their fellow martial sisters and brothers, no one else, not even their biological parents, were worthy of their trust.
The bustling crowd, all for profit.
However, Senior Brother Shen Xuan renewed their understanding of men.
In this world, there truly existed someone like Senior Brother, not swayed by their beauty, tirelessly helping without asking for anything in return.
At this moment, they stood at the edge of the battlefield.
The remnants of the magic wind disturbed their minds, their souls unsettled.
Wasn’t Senior Brother, in the eye of the storm, in even greater danger?
Wu Xueting bit her cherry lips lightly, nervously watching the shimmering figure in her heart, praying in silence.
At the same time.
The Shi siblings held their breath, quietly observing.
Unlike the Wu sisters, the Shi siblings had blind worship and confidence in their newly appointed master.
The overwhelming might of the late-stage True Pill demon cultivator caused them to feel a slight unease.
The one truly caught between a rock and a hard place was the Wu Family’s patriarch.
They did not wish to abandon the Wu sisters.
Yet they dared not confront Elysium Devil Venerable head-on.
They had no choice but to send the Wu sisters to Little Gu Peak to seek assistance.
Fortunately, luck favored them, and they managed to invite True Master Profound Ice.
"I hope True Master Profound Ice can make Elysium Devil Venerable retreat,"
the Wu Family’s patriarch pondered silently.
In an instant, seeing Wu Fangrui brought another wave of anger.
Their incompetent grandson, after finally having promising daughters, failed to handle matters properly.
Back then, if Liu Ruyan had been casually settled, it wouldn’t have come to this point.
The entire Wu Family found themselves in an inescapable situation.
Time flew by quickly.
In just over ten breaths, the magic wind intensified, transforming into a raging tornado connecting heaven and earth, like a roaring ancient beast, sweeping towards Shen Xuan.
Wherever the magic wind passed, space twisted, Spiritual Qi annihilated.
Shen Xuan’s figure was instantly engulfed by the raging yellow tornado.
"Senior Brother!"
Wu Yuting exclaimed in shock.
Yet in the next instant, a clear and cold sword cry, like the cry of a phoenix soaring the nine heavens, sounded abruptly.
"Zheng!"
A sword light, blue as profound ice and chilling to the bone, soared into the sky from the center of the tornado.
Sword Qi Soaring!
Shen Xuan summoned the Ice Soul Divine Sword, its sword light cutting through the heavens, pushing back the sea of yellowish magic light.
In the void, Shen Xuan lifted his head slightly, his eyes flickering with red light.
A powerful aura comparable to the middle stage of a Golden Core spread without reservation.
His clothes fluttered, his expression as calm as still water.
Shen Xuan pointed with sword-like fingers, lightly tapping the Ice Soul Divine Sword.
A surge of extremely pure Primordial Ice Spiritual Power infused it.
"[Sword Light Condensing Silk]!"
With a low shout, the Ice Soul Divine Sword’s brilliance intensified, suddenly splitting into countless strands of sword silk, fine as hair and glistening.
These sword silks, agile as swimming dragons, formed a colossal spiritual net, entangling the raging yellow tornado.
"What is that?"
The tornado, powerful enough to tear apart the divine soul of a True Pill cultivator, was entangled by the sword silks from the Ice Soul Divine Sword, like a wild beast trapped in a net of heaven and earth.
Even though it roared continuously, desperately struggling, its momentum was terrifying.
Yet it was tightly bound by the sword silks, increasingly constricted, gradually showing signs of dying down.
At this time, not only the battlefield surrounding,
but even the cultivators in Cloud Mist Immortal City all looked up.
However, soon, someone screamed miserably, and darkness fell before their eyes.
"Golden Core True Master’s Sword Intent! Those below Foundation Establishment Realm, do not look, quickly close your eyes!"
"Such sword intent is not something you can comprehend!"
A resounding voice echoed in Cloud Mist Immortal City.