Chapter 1467: Chapter 1452: Fierce Battle with Qiao Que (Part 2)
Buzz!
All the snowflakes spun rapidly, slashing towards Chen Nan like blades. Some directly shattered against him, while a few managed to pierce through his skin, dyeing the snowflakes red with blood.
Chen Nan’s eyes were sharp as knives. He knew that what he had to do now was quickly kill Qiao Que, so that even Guo Qing wouldn’t have time to come to the rescue.
"Heaven-Burning Transformation!"
Crimson-gold flames surged out of him, instantly turning him into a man of fire, melting all the snowflakes that came close to him in an instant.
Qiao Que felt the scorching heat, his face changed involuntarily, and he formed sealing techniques with both hands, gathering mana into them, bursting out with a ghostly blue light.
"Taiyin Ice Seal!"
As his words fell, he pointed forward, and a mighty chill surged forth, sweeping ahead and freezing everything instantly.
Even the raging sea below was covered in ice, with the waves frozen in their rising state.
Chen Nan was instantly engulfed in ice, frozen into a massive block that crashed onto the frozen sea surface, creating a huge hole with a loud crash.
"Cold Marrow Finger!"
Qiao Que shouted sternly, pointing a finger, and the surging chill condensed into a ten-foot-long icy finger in front of him, pressing down towards Chen Nan.
As the Elder of the Affairs Hall, Qiao Que loved studying magic. Having stayed in the Golden Core Realm Great Perfection for many years, the number of spells he mastered was vast, using them with ease, as a pure Magic Cultivator.
The flames on Chen Nan, who was frozen below, continued to burn, causing cracks to appear on the ice and eventually shattering with a loud bang.
Looking up, a crystalline finger descended from the sky, as if a giant was about to crush him directly.
"Great Compassion Buddha Palm!"
Buddha Light gathered around him, and a golden relic flew out from him, hovering mid-air and casting Buddha Light to envelop him. He struck out with a palm, and a golden giant palm flew upwards against the sky.
Boom!
The Buddha Palm collided with the icy finger, instantly causing an earth-shattering explosion. Both dissipated, turning into a sky full of golden ice shards.
Qiao Que’s expression grew increasingly grim. Despite his cultivation at the Golden Core Realm Great Perfection, he couldn’t suppress Chen Nan, no wonder Mei Gui died at Chen Nan’s hands.
"Chen Nan, don’t think you can do as you please with your cultivation. Today is your death day!"
In an instant, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped again. It felt as if it had leapt from summer to a chilling winter, with even the air seemingly frozen, and breathing felt like ice blades cutting in the nostrils.
Qiao Que’s Golden Core trembled, his entire body bursting with ghostly blue light, and the frozen sea surface suddenly trembled.
"Taiyin Ice Prison!"
As his words fell, countless ice spikes pierced from the frozen sea surface, stabbing towards Chen Nan, the sharp ice reflecting a blade-like cold sheen.
Chen Nan tread the Seven Stars, dodging back and forth, but every ice spike was like a massive pillar, gradually crisscrossing to form a prison, compressing his space for movement.
If this continued, he would be locked in this small space.
He punched out, and even without using his full strength, the power of this punch was enough to destroy a mountain. Yet when it hit the ice spike, it only created a pit, shattering countless ice shards.
Chen Nan was startled. These ice formations were even sturdier than his Spiritual Artifacts, like ten thousand year profound ice, unbreakable. As he watched the ice spikes rising, a chill suddenly surged in his heart.
"Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique!"
The Sword Chenyuan appeared in his hand, and the moment he held it, flames spread from the hilt to the longsword, enveloping the blade in golden flames.
The longsword swept horizontally, and the nourished Sword Qi was immediately released. The fiery sword light drew a semicircle, slicing through the ice spikes within at once.
With a swish, the ice spikes broke and flew up, and Chen Nan flickered out of the Ice Prison’s range. Yet in the distant sky, Qiao Que was forming sealing techniques with both hands, his body surrounded by vibrant ghostly blue light.
"Ice Dragon Strangle!"
The vast icy surface trembled violently again, a dragon unexpectedly rising from the ice, exhaling an icy Dragon Breath from its ferocious mouth, engulfing Chen Nan in one gulp.
Chen Nan instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, even colder than the outside. Endless cold currents attacked him, as if wanting to freeze his body and divine soul entirely.
Simultaneously, countless weapons attacked from all directions, continuously striking him. Even with Jiao Long Armor, he couldn’t withstand such a fierce attack, as countless ice blades shattered.
"Ten Thousand Flames Gathering Spirit, break!"
Four different colored flames appeared in his hands, instantly spreading a terrifying high temperature, melting any weapons hit into water in moments.
The flames quickly fused in the center, and in a moment, a Four-Colored Golden Crow leapt out from the fire, trailing a long fiery tail, screeching sharply as it tore through the sky.
Boom!
The Golden Crow spread its wings, dazzling flames engulfed everything, and a fiery mushroom cloud erupted out of nowhere. The ice dragon was blasted apart by the exploding Golden Crow, turning into a pile of ice falling to the ground.
Chen Nan, wreathed in electrical light, dashed out of the endless ice shards, wings flapping once to transform into a bolt of lightning that shot towards Qiao Que.
As a pure Magic Cultivator, Qiao Que mastered numerous powerful spells effortlessly. But for a Magic Cultivator, the physical strength is lower than ordinary cultivators.
Thus, just as he saw Chen Nan charging, Qiao Que cast a spell, leaving trails of afterimages, instantly appearing ten feet away.
Unexpectedly, a fist was waiting there. It turned out that Chen Nan’s speed had far exceeded him, smashing through all the afterimages Qiao Que left.
Everything happened too fast. Qiao Que only had time to raise an ice shield before the fist whistled in, first smashing the ice shield, then hitting Qiao Que hard.
With a bang, Qiao Que’s body flew backward, crashing heavily into the frozen sea surface.
That punch almost cost Qiao Que his life. He spat out blood, a few traces of fear in his eyes as he looked at Chen Nan. Even though he had been cautious enough, he still underestimated this Loose Cultivator.
At this moment, Chen Nan intended to end the battle, so he instantly activated the Demon Race’s Appearance. Demon Qi surged into the sky, with the phantoms of four demon clan overlords emerging behind.
Vast power flowed through his body, his gaze suddenly sharpening. As he stepped forward, the ice surface shattered instantly beneath his foot, his body rocketing out like a cannonball.
His formidable power caused shockwaves so intense that the air around him cracked with sonic booms. Wherever he passed, the icy surface was slashed open by the strong winds, leaving a deep scar like an ugly wound.
"Not moving yet? Are you waiting for me to die?"
Qiao Que suddenly shouted, then quickly leapt out from the ice, pressing his hands on the ice surface. The vast frozen ice shattered and collapsed, seawater rushing out from the cracks.
Chains of ice extended from the void, carrying extreme cold as they wound towards Chen Nan.
Simultaneously, in the high air, Guo Qing’s figure appeared, a Demon-Subduing Pestle in front of him, emanating waves of terrifying might, causing the surrounding space to distort violently.
The next moment, the Demon-Subduing Pestle descended from the sky, targeting Chen Nan below!
Chen Nan hadn’t expected Guo Qing to arrive unknowingly. He immediately understood that this was a setup against him.
He thought he could defeat them one-by-one, assumed he knew Qiao Que’s impulsive nature, little realizing this was all a show for him.
As the Demon-Subduing Pestle roared towards him, Chen Nan gritted his teeth, turned to face it, and grabbed the sharp end with both hands. The Angry Buddha Form sculpted in the middle appeared ferocious, almost alive, as if aiming to suppress him.
Black patterns spread rapidly from his body, the defensive capabilities brought by the Black Tortoise Form allowing him to block the sneak attack of the Demon-Subduing Pestle. Yet the ground beneath him was constantly cracking, ice shards scattering.
At this moment, Qiao Que’s spell descended, the ice chains winding around Chen Nan’s limbs like snakes, abruptly pulling his arms apart.
The Demon-Subduing Pestle, free of obstruction, fiercely stabbed down!
