Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 1103 - Frost

Chapter 1103: Frost

Yun Lan slashed out with his sword again. The sword-light was dazzling and sharp.
Nonetheless, right after that, his eyes were filled with shock and even a hint of fear. He was surprised to discover that the afterimages of Ou Yangming’s spear was like a unit. They coexisted with each other and derived from one another. The method where a butcher dissected a cow could only treat the symptoms. What was even more terrifying was that as time passed, the force of the spear became stronger and grew endlessly. It was as if the 5 elements were born together and would never die out.
Even with Yun Lan’s strength as a Ruler, when he saw such a strange and mysterious scene, he was amazed.
Yun Lan did not know that Ou Yangming had integrated the concept of the Big Avalanche into this spear. It could also be considered as one of his trump cards.
The young fellow would never retreat when he used the will of the Big Avalanche to charge forward.
This was the path that Ou Yangming had sought. This was the might of the heavens, and it was a mightiness that would never cease.
The Big Avalanche would never cease, and the spear momentum would never stop. It would not stop until the enemy was killed.
Of course, this attack was certainly much weaker than using the true path intent to activate the Big Avalanche. Even so, as long as it possessed the concept of the Big Avalanche, it would not be weak even if it was not top-notch. Otherwise, it could not have given Yun Lan such a headache.
‘I can’t go on like this.’ Yun Lan muttered internally.
The Venerable One in front of him actually gave him a weird feeling. This was especially so when the young fellow’s expression was too calm, where his true emotions were not shown on his face. It was as if the fellow was not facing a Ruler but a Spiritualist. This caused Yun Lan to faintly have a bad feeling about this.
He gritted his teeth, and the blood in his eyes surged. He coldly uttered, “Blood burning in the sky…”
Before his voice had even faded, his white clothes seemed to have been soaked in fresh blood. Even the dual blades in his hands had blood threads floating out. A drop of bright red blood rolled down the back of the blades and dripped down.
The indescribable scene was enough to shock everyone.
Immediately after, numerous small red swords appeared out of thin air around Yun Lan’s body. Nevertheless, for some reason, looking from afar, it was as if one had seen hell. Every small sword was like a demon. An ominous feeling spread throughout the entire space.
“Slash!” When the small swords reached their limits, Yun Lan roared loudly, and his voice resounded throughout the sky.
Before his voice was gone, each of the small red swords turned into 10, 100, and as if there was no limit. They increased in number, directly enveloping the space of several kilometers. The sound of the air being cut was continuously heard, and a destructive aura spread out in all directions. Trees, withered branches, stones… Everything turned into ashes, and even the space was cut into plenty of cracks that were densely packed. The power of a single strike was so terrifying.
This was the greatest offense of a sword cultivator.
“Boom…” A bell-like sound could be heard coming from the sky.
Many spear afterimages collided with the small red swords, clashing with each other.
The world became an ocean of spears and small red swords!
1, 2, 3..
Numerous small swords and spears let out mournful cries. They lost their spirit and fell from the sky. After a while, they turned into wisps of black mist and dissipated.
At that moment, if one were to look from afar, they would be surprised to discover that a rain of swords had descended from the sky. The swords were connected together like a curtain that shrouded the ground. The shock that this scene caused was unimaginable.
After a long while, the shadows of the spear and the small red swords disappeared at the same time, and the world returned to peace.
“Hiss, hiss… Even if an ordinary Ruler met these 2 powerhouses, one would probably be killed, right?” A young man from the Shaman Tribe looked over at an old man dressed in grey. His eyes seemed to be burning with the flames of the 8 trigrams. The other powerhouses also held their breaths and focused their attention as they looked over.
The old man pondered for a moment and said seriously, “It’s hard to say, but an ordinary Ruler would surely be defeated by them.”
After saying this, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
‘I’ve lived for 1,000 years, but I’ve never heard of or seen a Venerable One with such combat power. What’s going on? Is the sky about to change?’
Du Xie’s shriveled body trembled. He seemed to have thought of something, and the light in his eyes became brighter like a blazing sun that could melt everything in the world. He rubbed a string of beads in his hand.
Big Yellow and Lil’ Red looked at each other and saw the determination in each other’s eyes.
‘I’ll definitely work hard in cultivating in the future. I can’t let Lil’ Ming make the gap between us even bigger.’ Up until this time, though the 4 beasts were all Venerable Ones, the gap between them and Ou Yangming was getting bigger. They could no longer use guesswork. Especially the goshawk, he had fallen behind and could not keep up with the young fellow’s pace. After all, Ou Yangming’s combat power had improved too much. Even Feng Ling and Xu Aoran were not as fast.
Yun Lan took a deep look at Ou Yangming. With a thought, he shifted all his energy on him.
The 2 of them had only exchanged a few moves, but Yun Lan knew that the young fellow was not a thin and weak ant, but a fierce horned dragon. As long as he was the slightest bit careless, his fruit of the path, which he had nurtured for thousands of years, would vanish into thin air.
Yun Lan did not hesitate in the slightest as a world-shaking sword intent spread out.
He pressed his finger in the air, and the sword case on his back shook with a loud bang. Many green symbols jumped, and a chill spread out. The space paused in a manner that defied common sense at this time. It was as if some kind of power that transcended space was about to appear. His eyes revealed a look of infatuation as he said in a cold voice, “I’ve used cold Qi to nourish this sword for 1,000 years, and I’ve sealed the case for 2,000 years. I didn’t expect that it’d be forced out by a cultivator who’s a rank lower than me. How sad… I admit that you have a strength that far surpasses that of an ordinary Ruler. However, once this sword is slashed out, you’ll die without a doubt. This is my belief that I’ll be victorious for sure, and it’s also my path.”
When his voice spread in all directions, a pure sword intent condensed and did not dissipate, stirring the air.
The sword case rolled and with a “creak”, a longsword formed from ice and snow slid out, emitting an unyielding sword cry. It was arrogant and aloof.
Yun Lan held the longsword tightly. A chill that could freeze everything flowed from the longsword to his palm, arm, and all parts of his body. The blood in his veins seemed to be mixed with ice bits and was abnormally cold.
“Frost!” He faced the sky and let out a long howl.
Subsequently, he flipped his wrist, and his energy and spirit merged into the sword.
This was a kind of madness where either he or his enemy would die. This was a strong belief that he would not retreat even if he were to die.
Yun Lan lowered his center of gravity and bent his legs. His Dantian Lake boiled, and a brilliant light filled the air. He brazenly slashed forward, forming a shocking arc. This sword seemed to have the power to split open the sky. It was like a dragon and a tiger fighting each other, shaking the heavens. It carried an awe-inspiring and domineering aura. Wherever the sword-light passed, space seemed to be torn apart by a force that was difficult to resist, revealing a pitch-black color that made one’s heart palpitate. It was difficult for it to repair itself and in the end, it was frozen by the cold air.
This was frost!
All Rulers were not simple. They always had life-saving methods.
“Phew!” When Ou Yangming saw this, he sucked in a breath of cold air. His internal organs turned cold, and his eyes narrowed. He felt a sense of danger from the sword. It was very faint, but he still had to deal with it carefully.
“Borrow!” Ou Yangming yelled. It was as if there was a rolling nebula in his spiritual world. It had complicated patterns and was constantly changing. It seemed that as long as he looked at it a few more times, even his mind would be lost. At this time, if someone could enter his spiritual world, they would realize that the patterns in his eyes were the same as the ones in his spiritual world.
As soon as the word “borrow” was uttered, a powerful force surged into his limbs and bones, and his meridians swelled up.
Ou Yangming focused, and his powerful spiritual power spread out like waves. He flicked his wrist, took out his magic staff, and pressed it lightly. The patterns on the staff instantly brightened, and many tiny runes jumped up.
“Stone Awl Art!” He entered the states of the thoroughly meticulous and the connection between Heaven and man, and he waved his staff downward.
At this moment, with Ou Yangming as the circle, the ground within a radius of several kilometers began to shake like waves. After a brief moment, it collapsed with a loud bang and jerked toward the middle. It was as if a pair of indescribably large hands were pulling the 2 ends of the ground and shaking them, causing plenty of stone awls to be shaken out. These stone awls rapidly changed and turned into formation boards. Some were big and some were small; some were illusory and some were real. They surged toward the sword-light that was slashed out by the frost.
“Attack!” Yun Lan’s expression was dark and cold.
He raised his left hand and pointed at the sword-light. In an instant, the speed of the sword-light increased greatly.
At the same time, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence, painting the longsword red.
His right hand suddenly pushed the hilt of the longsword. As a result, the longsword let out a low cry, and its speed increased explosively. It was like a green electric arc that flashed over and instantly caught up to the sword-light!
When Ou Yangming saw this, he pressed his right hand into the air. The formation maps condensed into stone walls to block in front of the sword-light. Having said that, as soon as they came into contact, the formation maps collapsed inch by inch, and rocks fell from the sky and rustled.
After understanding the law of Yin and Yang, Ou Yangming’s use of mental power became even more mysterious. Only then could he turn stone awls into formation maps that filled the sky.
1, 2, 3… Countless… More stone walls formed by the formation maps collapsed and scattered.
Below the sky, an old man slowly moved. He was wearing a pair of light-colored cloth shoes that intersected with grey and white. His face was old, and there were 3 faint star marks between his eyebrows. He hunched his body and walked in front of Du Xie, then he cupped his hands and said, “Clan Master, our lil’ friend has fallen into a huge disadvantage. Are you still not going to make a move?” After saying that, he bowed again. In the Shaman Tribe, the clan master held the highest position. A single glance from him could make many powerful warriors sacrifice themselves.
“There’s no rush.” Du Xie shook his head.
“But…” The old man wanted to continue speaking but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Du Xie.
“Du E, there are now 3 star marks between your eyebrows, so you should be able to sense what kind of power is hidden in Lil’ Friend Ou’s body. It’s not an exaggeration to describe it as destructive. Besides, he has great luck and a magnificent aura. This kind of person is destined to be able to turn misfortune into luck. How could he die without knowing why? Senior Brother used 1,000 years of his life to predict the future and caused an ominous event. It was all for this person. Do you understand now?” His voice was very soft, but every word he said was like a bolt of lightning that exploded in the head of Du E, stirring up endless waves of air.
There was only one thought left in Du E’s mind, ‘To be able to receive such an evaluation from Clan Master, just what kind of person are you?’
Indeed, that was the truth. The evaluation was exceptionally high.
The clan master of the Shaman Tribe had always been seeking truth from facts, but now that he said such words, one could imagine how much he valued the human in front of him.