Chapter 266
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Chapter 266: Ice Sealing
The Divine Thunder Annihilation descended from the heavens as blue ice flowers bloomed defiantly against the lightning, their brilliance rivaling the celestial spectacle.
Two formidable forces collided violently, electric currents crackling through the air like live wires. The azure ice blossoms exploded into dazzling fireworks of light and shadow, painting the sky with ephemeral beauty.
All brilliance eventually fades. When the radiance dimmed, the two youths stood unyielding, tension etching their features.
"To think you’ve reached such heights," Murong Wuhen remarked, genuine surprise coloring his tone.
"Brother Wuhen, you’ve repeated that phrase until my ears grew calluses," Ye Yun retorted, shoulders lifting in casual dismissal.
"Your power shows promise, yet remains insufficient," the older youth pressed. "Realm disparity can’t be bridged by brute force alone."
"You’re repeating yourself again." A mocking grin spread across Ye Yun’s face. "Since when did Brother Wuhen become so talkative? Doesn’t strength decide all in the end?"
"My three-move pact with Sister Su remains unfinished. Shall we conclude it?" Murong Wuhen ignored the barb, voice steady as winter frost.
"Two exchanges already passed. One final strike to decide victory suits me well." Ye Yun’s relaxed posture contradicted his sharp gaze.
Murong Wuhen’s lips curved faintly. "Survive my next attack, and I depart without further interference."
Laughter burst from Ye Yun. "Fear makes men speak cautiously! Since survival defines our purpose in the Soul-Cutting Mountains, why not wager lives? Let the defeated end themselves here."
Jiang Ruchao’s face drained of color. Though confident in Murong Wuhen’s prowess, the third-level Qi refining junior’s earlier display defied reason. Such monstrous talent could tip even certain victories into chaos.
"Insolent whelp! What right have you to challenge Senior Wuhen?" Jiang Ruchao’s outburst cut through the tension.
Ye Yun’s contemptuous glance struck like a physical blow. "Dispute my worth? Test me yourself."
The retort left Jiang Ruchao gaping like beached fish, face purpling under Murong Wuhen’s icy glare. A single cold snort from the latter reduced the interrupter to trembling silence.
"One move determines our contest." Murong Wuhen’s calm voice brooked no argument. "Leave childish death pacts to fools."
Ye Yun shrugged. His suicidal proposition had been mere provocation – killing Murong Wuhen exceeded his current capabilities, but surviving one attack? That confidence burned bright.
Murong Wuhen raised Ice Light Sword. Crystalline shards materialized around the blade, sunlight fracturing through their prismatic edges.
"This technique, evolved from my brother’s Ruthless Codex, bears the name Ice Sealing. When unleashed, it freezes reality itself."
Ye Yun snorted. "Frozen space? Fairy tales made tangible."
"Elder Seven’s Ice Sealing a Thousand Miles pales before this." The sword hummed as Murong Wuhen channeled energy. "My perfected version transcends mortal comprehension."
Ye Yun’s eyebrow arched. So Murong knew of his connection to the seventh elder. No matter – while Ice Sealing a Thousand Miles served against armies, his own solution required precision.
Born as a Sword.
Enhanced cultivation and physical refinement allowed seamless integration of the Thundercloud Lightning Sword’s third form – Divine Thunder Annihilation – into his ultimate technique. For those who truly understood their arts, flawless execution followed perfect comprehension.
The battlefield stilled as both combatants gathered their power, the air thickening with impending catastrophe.
The Purple Shadow Sword trembled slightly, sending ripples of purple light shadows outward, creating a beautiful sight.
"Come!"
Ye Yun called in low voice, standing at an angle with his sword tip pointing downward. He seemed transformed, radiating an indescribable aura. He appeared merged with the earth, mountains, and surrounding space – sometimes becoming the space itself, sometimes his true form, in mystifying harmony.
Murong Wuhen’s expression grew solemn. Ye Yun displayed harmony with heavenly laws that suggested potential unity with nature itself. Such profound connection usually required sixth-level Foundation Establishment experts who survived heavenly tribulations to control natural forces, yet Ye Yun already showed early signs.
Murong Wuhen inhaled deeply, releasing the immense true qi within him into Ice Light Sword. The top-grade spiritual weapon momentarily dimmed under the sudden surge before erupting with renewed brilliance.
Blue icy light instantly illuminated the entire landscape. Mountains glowed azure, faces tinted pale blue under the radiance.
"Heaven and earth freeze. Ice! Seal!"
Murong Wuhen’s shout echoed like spring thunder.
Ice Light Sword released dazzling rays that wove into a massive net midair. Instead of falling directly, the blue ice web shattered near Ye Yun, transforming into hundreds of glowing runes encircling him.
The surrounding air within several zhang solidified – first liquefying, then crystallizing into transparent ice spikes. Hundreds of runes supported this frozen prison, achieving complete Ice Sealing.
Exhaustion lined Murong Wuhen’s face from draining his true qi, yet he smiled confidently. In his experience, none survived complete freezing. Consciousness lost, body paralyzed, Ye Yun would become mere impurities within shattered ice.
"Sister Su, Ye Yun’s dead."
Murong Wuhen turned toward Su Yinxue’s group hundred zhang away, speaking gently.
Su Yinxue stared disbelievingly. Though powerful, how could this technique instantly freeze someone stronger than herself? Yu Minghong rubbed his eyes, confirming the reality before them.
"How…?" he stammered.
"Ye Yun! Don’t tell me you actually died?" Duan Chenfeng gaped at the ice tomb.
Only Su Ling remained calm, her delicate face breaking into a smile.
"Why laugh? Think he’ll walk out alive?" Murong Wuhen asked.
Su Ling turned to others. "Since Hualun Secret Vault, through all dangers – have you ever seen Ye Yun defeated?"
Yu Minghong shook his head after consideration. "No. Brother Ye always turns danger into opportunity."
"Right!" Duan Chenfeng chuckled. "That tomb had spatial magical arrays and Golden Core-stage traps everywhere. Yet he emerged stronger with treasures like Purple Shadow Sword. You expect ice to kill him? Ridiculous!"
Murong Wuhen smiled coldly. "Ignorance breeds boldness."
As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed. He whirled toward the ice prison.
CRACK!
A hairline fracture appeared on the massive crystal.
