The cold mist descended upon the ice field once again, unleashing an intense chill. Even a direct hit would instantly kill a Holy Land Level individual—this was the wrath of a Primordial, the power of the Sea of Eternal Life's ruler.
Chen Bojun lay prone on the snow, his right hand raised high in the air. In his palm, a luminous Buddha Seal shaped like the character 卍 glimmered, ancient and solemn. Its radiance spread into the air, forming an indestructible domain.
Ancient Forbidden Curse!
Almost simultaneously, the Profound Yin Saint enveloped everyone in gentle Holy Light, murmuring, "What on earth is happening? Why has the Kui Dragon Ancestor suddenly attacked this place? I have a sense that the initial power was extremely concentrated—if it had struck directly, neither you nor I would have survived."
The Demon Hunters from the Judgement Court looked at each other, stunned by the peril they had narrowly escaped!
Led by Fu Qingxuan, the Night Watchers were equally shocked. Most of them were Sixth Rank and were naturally able to sense the terror of that extreme ice power descending from thin air.
It was akin to a small nuclear warhead locking onto a target but detonating mid-air.
Even so, the descending frost was terrifying enough.
Ying Changsheng stood atop his flying sword, narrowing his long eyes.
Mu Qingyou brushed off the snow that had settled on her head, speaking softly: "That was close."
Someone suddenly exclaimed, "Look over there!"
The crowd followed the chilling mist with their gazes, and an overwhelming dread surged through them.
Beside a frozen prison cart lay two figures, encased in solid ice.
One was a young woman, adorned with a white hairpin in her black updo. Her serene and delicate face framed by a snow-white wool coat paired with a black skirt, her long legs clad in black stockings and knee-high boots.
Before being frozen, she appeared to be rushing towards the prison cart, attempting a rescue.
The other figure was an odd character cloaked entirely in black robes, stuck in a comical diving posture.
No one knew when the two had appeared.
The group was about to approach them when a furious roar echoed!
Chen Bojun stood up, his muscles taut like a fully drawn bowstring. Without hesitation, he retrieved a sniper rifle from the snow vehicle, his voice deep and commanding: "These two are extremely dangerous! Don't get close!"
However, faint footsteps sounded within the mist.
A cold radiance swept in like tidal waves, purging all Extraordinary Abilities.
The moment everyone saw him, they were utterly shocked!
A black-haired young man dressed in loose hospital robes, a flickering Ghost Fire hovering above his forehead, his gaze unwavering.
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He tilted his head skyward and smiled silently.
The Primordial from the Candle Dragon Clan seemed to be in a state of extreme tension. Every time it detected his Ancient God Transformation aura, it would become mortified to the point of panic, mercilessly invoking authority, repeatedly trying to kill him.
That concentrated power, if directly striking his body, would spell certain death.
Even in the state of Ancient God Transformation, he had no means of resisting it.
After all, he wasn't an Ancient Supreme.
He was a hybrid of humanity and an Ancient Supreme, destined to start from nothing.
But he had discovered something quite interesting.
This force resembled a tracking missile—it needed a target.
Once he dispelled his Ancient God Transformation, reverting to an ordinary person and masking his aura with the Lock of Nonexistence...
The enemy would lose its target, reverting to indiscriminate wide-area attacks.
"Xiao Gu, stay back!"
Chen Bojun shouted with urgency: "It's too dangerous!"
The Profound Yin Saint's expression changed dramatically as she seemed to recognize the two figures, yelling in fury, "They are members of Dusk! What are you doing here? Leave immediately!"
A chill swept over the group as they were stunned by the revelation that these two unremarkable-looking individuals were from Dusk.
Gu Jianlin approached the frozen prison cart as golden bones materialized behind him, enveloping his body like the Immortal of Colossal Spirit. Four blazing Ghost Hands raised upwards in power, clenching into fists!
The icy layer covering the prison cart shattered, its steel casing torn apart as though it were no sturdier than paper.
Inside the carriage were three blocks of ice.
Li Hanting and Zhou Hanye, both Fifth Rank, were on the brink of death—sealed in frost, their spirituality suppressed, making their lifesaving skills inaccessible. Within mere seconds, they would perish.
Gu Jianlin smashed the ice encasing them, casually tossing them aside.
Zhou Hanye coughed miserably. She had likely inhaled a massive amount of frigid mist, and her lungs were necrotizing.
Li Hanting's condition was slightly better; he gasped for breath as he lay sprawled on the ground.
He looked at the boy before him, his eyes filled with disbelief!
Gu Jianlin shot them a deep glance before turning back and throwing another punch!
The ice encasing Zhang Xuzhi burst apart, shards scattering through the air.
As a Sixth Rank Domain King, even with his spirituality sealed, Zhang Xuzhi's physical resilience was formidable. Aside from severe frostbite, his Life Rhythm remained steady, and his earlier injuries had fully healed.
Gu Jianlin pulled him out and threw him into the snow.
Thud—on his knees, Zhang Xuzhi collapsed into the snow, his vision obstructed by the blindfold over his eyes. Yet, he seemed to sense something, muttering softly, "So it's you. Have you come here to kill me?"
His tone was calm, devoid of panic.