David’s gaze was cold and sharp. Without dodging or dodging, he slashed diagonally with his sword, releasing chaotic sword energy to meet the attack head-on, clashing head-on with the combined strength of the two elders.
With a deafening boom, the holy light and spiritual power collided violently with the chaotic and violent force, causing shockwaves to roll out and sweep out in all directions. All the divine cultivators within a radius of several feet were crushed by the aftershock wave and died on the spot.
The two tigers felt excruciating pain and numbness in their mouths, their blood churning and flowing backwards, causing them to involuntarily take several steps back, their hearts filled with extreme horror.
His face was filled with disbelief. How could an ordinary young cultivator have such fierce combat power, easily withstanding the pressure of a higher level!
As David held off the main force and the two elders, Jiang Xuelan leapt into the air, her clothes fluttering.
His proud figure stood high in the air, surveying the entire battlefield below him. His aura was majestic and imposing, fully displaying the orthodox authority of the Ice God bloodline.
He calmly raised his hand and focused his power, the Ice God Sword in his hand pointed straight at the sky, releasing the powerful power of the Ice God’s origin.
A cold wave suddenly swept across the land, accompanied by strong winds that carried ice shards and enveloped the entire area. The temperature plummeted by hundreds of feet in an instant, and even the void itself faintly revealed white patterns of frost and ice.
“Hundred miles of ice, eternal cold sword!” shouted Jiang Xuelan coldly, her voice fading along with the surge of her divine power.
An ice-blue giant sword, hundreds of feet long and extremely thick, appeared out of thin air. Its cold aura penetrated to the bones, its oppressive might was fierce, and the sword smashed towards the array of divine troops below!
The moment the ice sword landed, a hundred miles long ice region instantly formed, and the piercing cold air froze all spiritual energy circulation, all moves and techniques, as well as all life force.
The hundreds of Divine Clan cultivators at the forefront didn’t even have time to scream before their bodies instantly froze from the extreme cold.
They turned into ice statues that seemed alive and unmoving, frozen in positions ready to fight and attack.
A moment later, rumbling sounds echoed across the battlefield as countless ice statues shattered into powdered ice that flew in the wind.
One hundred cultivators died on the spot, their bodies vanished without a trace, and a chill enveloped the entire battlefield, suppressing the combat strength of all the gods present.
Seeing this, Bing Wuhen, Bing Xueer, and Bing Fenghan immediately seized the opportunity and quickly surrounded the enemy from both sides, their coordination was very smooth and their movements were perfectly executed.
Bing Wuhen charged forward aggressively, her ice-type sword sweeping out, cutting off the enemy’s path of retreat, splitting the battlefield, and eliminating the lone cultivators one by one.
Bingxue’er moved on the flanks, her ice silk binding and restraining the enemy’s movements, precisely controlling any troops left behind.
With overwhelming power, Bingfeng Han launched a devastating attack, breaking through the enemy formation and destroying the remaining cultivators.
The three of them had worked together for many years, their attacks and defenses were perfectly coordinated, their combat power was at its maximum, and they quickly eliminated the remaining and scattered enemy forces on both sides, so that the enemy had no chance to regroup and counterattack.
On the battlefield, purple light criss-crossed and blue light swept across the sky, sounds of killing, explosions, freezing, and wailing intertwined and shook the sky.
Divine cultivators fell in large numbers, their holy light and spiritual power were extinguished in large numbers, and their camps and tents were overturned and torn apart by the sword energy and cold air. Fire light, ice light, and purple light intertwined and reflected each other, dyeing the frozen wasteland red. The battle was fierce and explosive, and the overwhelming power was clear at a glance.
In less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the Divine Race’s large and well-armed elite army, numbering over a thousand people, was completely annihilated. No one managed to escape, and no one managed to break through to find reinforcements.
The entire campsite was completely dead silent. Tents were broken and collapsed, weapons and armor were scattered on the ground, and blood seeped into the thousand-year-old ice, dyeing the entire frozen wasteland red. The smell of blood mixed with cold air filled the surrounding area, the scene was shocking, and the killing aura was extremely terrifying.
The last two eighth level True Immortal Realm elders were covered in wounds, their spiritual power had been mostly depleted, they were in a miserable state, and filled with fear. They were no longer able to fight and wanted to turn around and run away to seek help.
David’s gaze turned cold, and he immediately teleported after them, piercing their hearts with his sword. The power of chaos instantly invaded their dantians, destroying their spiritual energy sources.
The two elders were silent for a moment, then collapsed to the ground, completely dead, their cultivation destroyed and their souls destroyed.
At this point, all the divine powers stationed around the ancestral land had been wiped out, eradicated completely, leaving nothing behind, their encampments destroyed, and their defenses penetrated.
The cold wind again swept across the barren land, blowing away pieces of armor and ice, and the smell of blood, along with the cold, assaulted the senses.
The battlefield was filled with corpses, dead silent, without a trace of the arrogance of the gods. Only five tall figures stood motionless on the blood-stained ice, their auras were imposing.
David slowly sheathed his sword, his movements calm and controlled, showing no signs of fatigue. The chaotic and evil aura around him was completely under control, and he regained his composure.
He slowly turned around, raising his eyes to look at the towering, majestic, and solemn Ice God Mountain behind him, his gaze deep and thoughtful.
As the battle ended and the smoke cleared, a different thought emerged in my heart, one that went beyond just rushing home.
FAQ Novel
Q: What kind of resistance do the intruders face?
A: They encounter elite guards and a deadly trap formation designed to confine and eliminate them.
Q: How does the protagonist react to being surrounded?
A: Instead of retreating, the protagonist charges directly into the enemy formation to engage them head-on.
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