novelraw Chapter 1696 - 1693: All of You, Come at Me Together!
Chapter 1696 - 1693: All of You, Come at Me Together!
A simple statement.
It was like an invisible slap, viciously hitting the middle-aged man’s face, making him feel utterly humiliated.
He considered himself to be quite powerful.
After all, a Golden Core Peak expert was a top-level master in the entire Cultivation World.
But he never dreamed that he would be humiliated face-to-face by a young girl at the Golden Core Stage Initial phase.
Master Wudao and his disciples were also furious, thinking Zhang Nian was too arrogant!
Xu Wendong’s voice slowly resonated: "Nian Nian, don’t be disrespectful! We must respect our opponents!"
Zhang Nian’s face showed a grievance: "I didn’t disrespect him, I really feel he’s very weak. Well, I didn’t even use my full strength in that last strike."
Xu Wendong couldn’t hold back, bursting into laughter: "Isn’t it possible that the enemy is not too weak, but that your combat power surpasses his?"
The Chaos Cold Ice Body is no less than the Sacred Body of the Ancient Sacred Body, and having the ability to defeat enemies of higher levels is reasonable.
But just after stepping into the Condensation Stage, without any combat experience, Zhang Nian could already withstand the opponent’s attack, highlighting the power of the Chaos Cold Ice Body.
"You vile person, don’t get too happy. I only used a third of my power earlier. Watch how I cut you down now!" The middle-aged man, eyes wide open with rage, released a terrifying killing intent throughout his body.
His figure suddenly twisted, and the longsword in his hand surged like a dragon out of the sea, the sword momentum like a rainbow, carving a chilling arc through the air as it fiercely struck towards Zhang Nian again.
This time.
He used all his strength!
Without the slightest reservation!
Zhang Nian’s eyebrows furrowed, the chill inside her body surging like a raging tide.
She lightly tapped the ground with her foot, her entire being like a ghost, instantly transforming into an ice-blue phantom, sidestepping nimbly to avoid the deadly strike.
Simultaneously, her hands moved faster, like two gracefully dancing butterflies, the cold swiftly gathering in front of her, instantly forming a crystal clear, rock-solid Ice Shield.
"Bang!"
A dull boom suddenly echoed.
Immediately, a terrifying wave of air blasted outwards in all directions.
The middle-aged man’s longsword struck fiercely against the Ice Shield, its surface instantly crisscrossed with cracks like a shattered spider’s web.
Yet, the Ice Shield stubbornly stood there, firmly resisting the advance of the longsword.
Zhang Nian seized this fleeting moment, holding her breath, fully mobilizing the vast and mysterious power of the Chaos Cold Ice Body within her. Strands of cold surged through her meridians like rushing streams, directly pouring into her palms.
She suddenly pushed forward, accompanied by a light shout, the Ice Shield shattered with a roar, transforming into countless sharp ice spikes, sweeping towards the opponent like a fierce ice rain, a storm of pear blossoms.
The opponent couldn’t have anticipated such a change and was instantly shocked, hurriedly waving his longsword in a state of panic to desperately block.
Despite this, several shocking blood marks were still carved onto his body by the ice spikes.
Angrily humiliated, his eyes turned red, preparing to unleash his ultimate move in a bid to reverse the situation.
Zhang Nian didn’t give him the chance.
She gave a light shout, the cold around her whirled like a massive vortex, crazily rotating, tightly enshrouding her.
Following that, a huge ice spear as tall as two people rose from the vortex’s center, mysterious runes flickering and leaping on the spear, emitting a terrifying cold that chilled to the bone.
"Go!"
Zhang Nian pointed with a jade-like hand, the ice spear seemingly endowed with life, with a deafening roar, shooting towards the disciple.
The disciple stared in horror, his feet seemingly nailed to the ground, trying to dodge but it was already too late.
With a muffled "thud," the ice spear pierced his chest sharply, the fierce impact sending his entire body flying like a broken kite, crashing heavily to the ground, leaving his fate uncertain.
For a moment, the scene descended into pin-drop silence.
Except for Xu Wendong, everyone else seemed petrified, eyes wide open, filled with shock and disbelief.
They stared hard at Zhang Nian with an expression as if they had seen a ghost.
Who could have imagined that a young cultivator at the Golden Core Stage Initial phase would so easily defeat a super expert at the Golden Core Peak?
Even witnessing it personally, they couldn’t believe such an absurd and uncanny event!
Xu Wendong’s mouth subtly curled up, forming a satisfied smile: "I told you, with your strength, you could definitely defeat that guy earlier!"
Zhang Nian panted slightly, her chest gently rising and falling, but a proud glow filled her face.
She stood tall, her posture straight, her gaze as cold as frost sweeping over the people on the opposite side, silently proclaiming her strength.
Then, she took a deep breath, beckoning to everyone with a teasing smile: "The last fight was not enough, all of you come together, I’ll take you all on by myself!"
Master Wudao, upon seeing this scene, shook with anger, veins bulging on his face, eyes seemingly about to spit fire: "What insolence!"
"All of you, get up, today we’ll take down this audacious girl, letting her know the consequences of provoking us!"
As the supreme existence in the Qingyuan City Cultivation World, he had never suffered such humiliation.
If he didn’t tear Xu Wendong and Zhang Nian to pieces, he couldn’t quell the hatred in his heart!
With his command, the remaining disciples beside him exchanged looks, seeing solemnity and resolve in each other’s eyes.
The next moment.
They sprang into action, pouncing towards Zhang Nian like hungry tigers.
In an instant.
All kinds of lights shone, magical treasures flew, and strong spiritual power waves surged like tidal waves, sweeping out one after another in all directions.
Zhang Nian stood at the center of the storm, her figure appearing slightly thin, standing in stark contrast to the powerful spiritual pressure around her.
Although her face showed no emotion, facing the overwhelming onslaught, her palms were involuntarily sweating, and her legs trembled slightly.
She was only just beginning her path in cultivation, with pitiably little combat experience, and now facing multiple formidable enemies, tension and anxiety washed over her like a tide.
Leading the charge was a disciple, burly and robust, wielding a Wolf Fang Club, swinging it furiously, the club’s wind howling as if capable of splitting mountains and rocks, with the force of ten thousand catties, crashing down towards Zhang Nian’s head.
Zhang Nian’s eyes widened, instinctively raising her hand to block in a panic.
With a crisp "crack," the hastily formed Ice Shield before her instantly shattered into ice shards, flying up and splattering her face, while the remaining force of the Wolf Fang Club left her arms numb, causing her to stagger back several steps.