“Dragon-Slaying Sword Art, ultimate technique: Chaos Returns to the Ruins!”
Chen Ping gripped the sword with both hands and slashed upwards from below, cleaving against the heavens!
There was no sound.
There was no light.
Only a faint, seemingly capable of swallowing the entire world, “pitch-black fissure” spread out from the tip of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, meeting that hundred-zhang ice crystal greatsword.
The instant the “pitch-black fissure” touched the ice crystal greatsword,
Time seemed to freeze.
Space seemed to solidify.
The next moment.
“Crack… crack crack crack… BOOM!!!”
The hundred-zhang ice crystal greatsword began to shatter inch by inch from the tip! The shattered portions did not scatter in all directions, but were silently swallowed and annihilated by that “pitch-black fissure”, returning to nothingness!
The speed of the shattering was unbelievably fast. In the blink of an eye, it spread to the hilt.
Extreme fear and bewilderment filled the eyes of the Chill Prison Divine General. He could not comprehend why his strongest strike, performed by burning his bloodline, was so utterly ineffective.
“No… this cannot be real…”
“Shhh!”
The “pitch-black fissure” lightly brushed across his body.
The movements of the Chill Prison Divine General abruptly stiffened.
He lowered his head and saw a thin black line appear on his chest.
The black line rapidly spread. Wherever it passed, his body, battle armour, the ice crystal longsword in his hand, even the boiling ice god bloodline and vast immortal power within him, all swiftly lost colour, lost vitality, lost presence, ultimately turning into the most primordial particles, swallowed by the “pitch-black fissure”.
“Chaos… Returns to the Ruins…” He murmured the last four words, his eyes completely dimming.
A cold wind blew past.
The figure of the Chill Prison Divine General scattered with the wind like a sand sculpture, leaving no trace, as if he had never existed.
The domain of chill ice that he had unfolded also collapsed and dissipated accordingly.
The Chaos Domain slowly retracted into Chen Ping’s body.
Chen Ping’s face was pale as paper. The hand holding the sword trembled slightly. He even needed to thrust the sword into the ice surface to steady himself.
Executing “Chaos Returns to the Ruins” had nearly drained all his strength. Even his divine soul felt waves of weakness.
But he had won in the end.
With cultivation at the peak of the first grade of Heavenly Immortal realm, crossing seven minor realms, he had directly slain the third divine general of the Northern Darkness Divine Clan, who was at the peak of the eighth grade of Heavenly Immortal realm and had touched the threshold of the ninth grade!
This scene was deeply etched into the minds of Scarlet Cloud Demon Lord and Ling Shuang, unforgettable for the rest of their lives.
“Senior!” Ling Shuang exclaimed in alarm and hurried forward to support Chen Ping.
Scarlet Cloud Demon Lord also rushed over, his eyes filled with gratitude and shock.
He knew that Chen Ping had fallen into such peril to help him.
“It is nothing, merely excessive consumption.”
Chen Ping waved his hand, took out a large handful of recovery pills and stuffed them into his mouth, then sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing. “I need to meditate for one hour. Guard me.”
“Yes!” Scarlet Cloud Demon Lord and Ling Shuang immediately stood guard on either side of him, extremely vigilant.
One hour later, Chen Ping’s aura had recovered mostly. Although not at his peak, he already possessed the strength for battle.
He stood up and looked deeper into the ice plain. There, three ten-thousand-zhang ice peaks arranged in a triangular formation were already visible in the distance.
“The Blood Soul Chill Pool is right there.”
“And the Northern Darkness Palace… should not be far either.”
The three continued forward, their steps resolute. After continuous bloody battles, especially the peak confrontation with the Chill Prison Divine General, their momentum had become entirely different.
It was a sharpness and confidence born from surviving hundreds of battles, killing gods in their path.
Even the chill winds of the Eternal Ice Plain seemed to change direction because of them.
The interceptions by the Northern Darkness Divine Clan did not cease with the fall of the Chill Prison Divine General. On the contrary, they became even more frenzied and desperate.
But before Chen Ping, whose strength had recovered mostly, these interceptions were like mantis arms trying to stop a chariot, easily crushed.
Finally, as the setting sun dyed the ice plain in tragic, gorgeous colours, they arrived at the depression surrounded by those three triangular ice peaks. They saw the dark red Blood Soul Chill Pool, and beside the pool, the thousand-year Ice Soul Blood Lotus that was still in bud.
They also saw the forbidden guardian grand array that enveloped the entire depression, shimmering with flowing light.
And beyond the array, at the extreme depths of the ice plain, that majestic, magnificent palace radiating endless dignity and killing intent, the Northern Darkness Palace!
The true challenge was only just beginning. Yet Chen Ping’s gaze had already passed over the chill pool and the array, fixing on the deepest part of that ice crystal palace.
There, not only might there be a method to break the forbidden array, there could also be other secrets of the divine clan!
Chen Ping knew too little about the divine clan.
“Northern Darkness Palace…”
Chen Ping murmured to himself. The Dragon-Slaying Sword in its sheath emitted a faint tremor, as if responding to its master’s battle intent.
“I have come.”
