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Chapter 536: Chapter 195: Agate’s Great Victory, Drinking at the Frozen River_2

Shedding the flesh of his mortal body!

The difference between Martial Saint and Profound Image Realm seed only a realm apart,

but it was like a chasm separating heaven and earth!

Even several senior brothers and sisters had been trapped at the Great Success of the Profound Image Realm for many years, unable to break through the bottleneck.

“Qian Xun, let’s go!”

Chen Sansi dismounted from his horse.

When facing martial artists of a higher realm, he needed to concentrate fully and could not afford to worry about the safety of his mount. The Black Wind Horse opposite him seed to primarily excel in speed, but it couldn’t withstand its master’s True Qi and imnse strength. Forced to part from its master, it beca extrely restless and agitated, as if provoked, and quickly lost control of its emotions, chasing after the White Swan Horse before disappearing from sight.

“Not bad,”

Yuwen Jingwen’s iron chains rattled as he walked, and his beard, tied into a whip, fluttered in the wind. “To think you can catch my teor Hamr in the Profound Image Realm, this prince is really curious to see just how capable you are!”

“You sure talk a lot!”

Chen Sansi stomped his foot, and the Li Quan Long Spear in his hand suddenly transford into an Azure Dragon.

Yuwen Jingwen only saw a flash of cold light, and by the ti he caught sight of the other’s figure, the spear’s light had already reached within seven steps. He swung the teor Giant Hamr at the end of the chain once more.

This chain was dozens of yards long.

The teor Hamr itself weighed a thousand pounds.

It should have been a very cumberso weapon.

But in the hands of this prince of the Yuwen clan, it was as nimble as a dagger, catching up to the swiftly advancing long spear in the blink of an eye, followed by a fierce strike.

“Clang!”

Sparks scattered in the snowy backdrop from the clash of tal. A figure in a white robe was sent flying, landing awkwardly on the snowy ground. After retreating several steps, the figure stabilized.

The shockwave from the collision

created a large fog of ice and snow.

It obscured the vision of both n.

But Yuwen Jingwen used his hearing to tell that the figure in the white robe had not moved from its original location.

As he wondered why, he sensed strange murderous fluctuations behind the fog.

It was…

a purple Light Sword!

It arrived in an instant!

Yuwen Jingwen’s brow furrowed as the teor Hamr, wrapped in True Qi, obediently collided with the purple Light Sword. He actually felt a power far exceeding what should be possible for the Profound Image Realm and quickly added power to his stance to stabilize himself.

Spell!

He felt firsthand that after the Light Sword shattered, it completely dispersed.

This was a spell practiced by Immortal Masters!

Could this Chen Sansi also be a cultivator?

But he quickly steadied his mind.

From the strength of the spell, it was only so-so!

“Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz—”

Four Sword Qi attacks followed in quick succession.

“Well brought!”

Yuwen Jingwen’s teor Giant Hamr swung out consecutively, smashing each Sword Qi attack until all four were shattered, then that cold light attacked him again.

Another deep bell-like sound rang out.

The teor Hamr clashed with the White Tiger Killing Gang.

But this ti,

the teor Hamr was no longer just a display of brute force; it transford into a Dragon Python, repelling the White Tiger before coiling around it layer by layer, intent on constricting it to death.

The Li Quan Spear in Chen Sansi’s hand let out a mournful cry; both tip and shaft were entwined by the chain, struggling to break free for a mont, and a dreadful force sought to pull him forward. Thus, he drove his legs hard, planting half his leg straight into the ground, his Qi-Blood surging, his Vajra Body layer upon layer activated, nailing him firm to the spot as if he were an iron stake.

Seeing that he could not take the long spear, Yuwen Jingwen decisively closed the distance, his massive body, like a mountainous figure, leaped into the midair a dozen yards above amidst the heavy snow. His right arm still held the teor Hamr, while his left fist gathered True Qi, forming layers of storm. In a blur, he seed to possess the body of a Dragon Python and the head of a Demon Bull, the True Qi churning into ramming Cow Horn, and with a thunderous impact, he aid for the diminutive white robe on the ground; a re touch from the Bull Python would be the mont the white robe turned into minced at!

And at that critical juncture,

Yuwen Jingwen witnessed firsthand

the snow layer,

the earth crumbled!

The soil, hardened by ice and snow for over a month as solid as iron, surprisingly peeled off the ground layer by layer, then in front of the white robe, condensed into an earthen wall, its surface swirling with spirit light, dazzling and bright.

The Bull Python could not but strike against the earthen wall.

“Boom, boom, boom—”

In that instant,

the blizzard reversed its course!

The ground beneath their feet cracked layer by layer!

“Another spell?!”

Noticing the earthen wall in front of him beginning to crack, Yuwen Jingwen continuously added more True Qi to his fist, seeking a quick resolution, intending to break the spell forcefully and take the life of the white robe directly.

The spell-ford earthen wall repaired itself each ti it neared collapse, possessing extre resilience, but fortunately, it was not indestructible!

He mobilized his Protective True Qi, condensing it all into his left fist, the Demon Bull Python becoming more solid, its power suddenly increased, and he could faintly hear the Bull Python’s roar.

Finally,

the Thick Earth Decision crumbled.

Without any impedint, the Bull Python charged forward.

At the sa ti,

amid the blizzard of frost and dust, a streak of golden light suddenly flashed.

It was a blade emitting a brilliant spirit light.

Magic Artifact!

The Demon Bull Python had to change direction, colliding with the golden flying blade.

To destroy the Thick Earth Decision,

the Bull Python had already used most of its True Qi, and now, clashing with the Magic Artifact, it wailed and dissipated like smoke.

Even so,

Yuwen Jingwen did not dodge, bellowing loudly as his Qi-Blood entered a frenzied state, his muscles swelling continuously, his already towering stature instantly grew even taller, bursting his fur coat open to reveal a bronze-skinned and ferocious body, along with python-like chains tied around it.