NOVPUBAt the very same moment he made his move.
Elsewhere.
In mid-air.
An Ice Daoist, dressed in blue, looked indifferently around.
He memorized all the Divine Skills released by Ling Weizi and Hu Zaixi while keeping his expression cold, and with the tap of his bamboo staff mid-air, he swiftly froze a Class IV lower grade cultivator, who had launched an attack from a distance!
The cultivator, now frozen, lost control of his mana and plummeted from mid-air, shattering into countless pieces.
Blood rain followed and fell from the sky.
He didn’t stop, after freezing one cultivator, he immediately left his position and continued thinking deeply, quickly altering his strategy.
Along with other cultivators, using the Ten Thousand Years Cold Qi he possessed, he froze the actions of the opposing Incense Fire Dao cultivators.
He abandoned the attack and switched to control, and the effect was immediately evident.
Under his freezing cold Qi, even Class IV upper-grade cultivators from the Incense Fire Dao, except those with special abilities like those of the Shihuo Lineage, were nearly all affected, their reactions and movements involuntarily slowed down.
Other cultivators from the Wanxiang Sect quickly seized this moment of weakness, launching full-force attacks, consecutively decapitating more than ten Incense Fire Dao cultivators.
The Ice Daoist did not pause even for a moment, after freezing a cultivator, he immediately shifted his focus to the next target.
However, in that instant, a sudden alarm went off in his heart!
His nearly absolute composure enabled him to make the best decision in this critical moment.
Bang!
A dagger Magic Tool, emerging from the void, pierced through the ice shield rapidly forming in front of him!
The sharp aura of the dagger severed a strand of the Ice Daoist’s hair and left a pale scar on his indifferent face.
The Ice Daoist remained expressionless, showing no emotion from the sneak attack.
The Ten Thousand Years Cold Qi accumulated within his body exploded outwards in all directions!
However, the dagger Magic Tool had again vanished into the void a step earlier.
"Which lineage of the Incense Fire Dao is this?"
The Ice Daoist’s expression turned unusually grave.
Ordinarily, apart from special skills, Incense Fire Dao cultivators are often not a match for cultivators of the same stage, especially those from deeply rooted inheritances like Jin and Yan.
But with greater numbers, there are always exceptions.
Clearly, the person who tried to sneak attack him was likely such an existence.
He stayed alert but didn’t wait for the cultivator wielding the dagger to appear; instead, he faced three Incense Fire Dao cultivators nearly at the level of Nascent Soul Perfect.
They clearly recognized the threat posed by the Ice Daoist.
If they allowed the Ice Daoist to freely interfere with the Incense Fire Dao cultivators, the Jin cultivators might easily seize the chance to turn the battle in their favor.
Having experienced countless battles, they were not so naive.
Realizing the threat posed by the Ice Daoist, they immediately abandoned their original targets, and even to ensure a fatal blow, the three of them chose to join forces!
The Ice Daoist hesitated not a moment and immediately turned to flee.
He was just a newly-promoted Nascent Soul cultivator and, despite being protected by the tremendously potent Ten Thousand Years Cold Qi and his Dharma surpassing the normal realm, the gap between early-stage Nascent Soul and Nascent Soul Perfect was simply too great.
This gap was not something the Ice Daoist could bridge.
So his choice was to retreat.
But since these three Incense Fire Dao cultivators had come to kill him, they naturally anticipated this move.
One of the three Incense Fire Dao cultivators suddenly revealed a pair of dragonfly-like glistening transparent wings on his back and gently flapped them.
The next moment, he appeared right in the path of the Ice Daoist’s retreat.
Without a word, he opened his mouth.
Then, a mosquito-like proboscis sharply extended from his mouth and stabbed towards the Ice Daoist.
The outer layer of ice on the Ice Daoist was almost instantaneously shattered by the proboscis.
The Ice Daoist’s pupils contracted abruptly.
He almost instantly assessed his fate:
"A hit means certain death!"
Yet, knowing the inevitable outcome, he couldn’t do anything to prevent it.
As he saw the bristled proboscis about to penetrate his body,
The Ice Daoist suddenly started.
An upper-body naked figure, with numerous penetrating wounds on his chest, had appeared behind the Incense Fire Dao cultivator at some unknown time.
His hand silently passed through and gripped the neck of the Incense Fire Dao cultivator.
In the frightened and horrified gaze of the dying Incense Fire Dao cultivator,
That figure gently clenched his hands, effortlessly decapitated him.
Then casually pressed on the headless body.
"Master."
Seeing this figure, a ripple of emotion briefly appeared in the Ice Daoist’s eyes.
Yao Wudi dropped the body of the Incense Fire Dao cultivator to the ground; his own body was torn in several places, the flesh removed by some means, and even with his physical resilience, he could not heal immediately.
Yet he seemed to barely care about his own wounds, he glanced at the unharmed Ice Daoist, flashing bright white teeth in what appeared to be a smile, his tone as arrogant as ever:
"Don’t worry, your master won’t let anyone harm you."
The Ice Daoist solemnly nodded:
"Master, be careful, remember the Body Sealing Technique..." 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
Yao Wudi nodded and promptly vanished from his spot, confronting an Evil God.
The Ice Daoist looked around once again, but could not help feeling a sense of heaviness in his heart.
In just a short while, the situation on Chen State’s side had become extremely dire.
The cultivators from Wanxiang Sect, originally standing united, were now divided and surrounded.
Even though the cultivators from Wanxiang Sect were far stronger than those from Incense Fire Dao, under the relentless attacks of Incense Fire Dao cultivators, they were still overwhelmed, gradually being submerged by the Incense Fire Dao cultivators...
"Chen State must not be lost."
"But where is the turning point?"
...
"I am back!"
"I have finally returned!"
Wanfa Peak, Pearl Dungeon.
Wang Ba was seated cross-legged under the imperial willow and the Azure Fire Paulownia Tree.
In the Yin God temple, at the center of his Nascent Soul’s forehead, everything suddenly returned to normal.
The Divine Statue of the Yin God looked full of wickedness, greed, and ecstasy!
It quickly sensed the gaze from Wang Ba.
The half of the face resembling Wang Ba curved into a wicked smile:
"You have worked hard. Rest assured, once I have completely consumed all of you, I will replace you and reascend to the Divine Position!"
The next moment.
The Divine Statue stepped down from its original position.
With its movement,
the Yin God temple seemed to transform into a vortex.
Rapidly absorbing the Soul Power that originally belonged to Wang Ba.
The facial expression of the Divine Statue changed again.
The half of the face that did not resemble Wang Ba also transformed back into Wang Ba’s appearance.
The aura of the Divine Statue also grew increasingly mighty.
Looking at this Divine Statue of the Yin God,
even though Wang Ba had been prepared by Shao Yangzi’s reminder, he still could not help but feel a great shock!
Feeling the loss of his Soul Power, he hurriedly tried to control it.
However, he soon discovered that his Soul Power was completely out of his control.
"How can this be?!"
Shock rarely appeared in Wang Ba’s heart.
"How, are you surprised?"
The Yin God, resembling Wang Ba as if understanding his thoughts, said with a merry smile:
"Whoever cultivates the ’Yin’s Great Dream Sutra’ will transform into my body, you, as well as that Yan cultivator who killed me but then cultivated the ’Yin’s Great Dream Sutra’, are no exceptions!"
"Even if he is refining the void... here, I am the supreme god!"
As the voice fell.
Wang Ba felt his consciousness suddenly shrinking.
In the blink of an eye, his consciousness turned into a small figure, virtually standing outside the Yin God temple.
He looked towards the Yin God temple, and through the temple, he could see the Divine Statue of the Yin God leisurely walking step by step.
"Why are they called gods?"
"Because we are born from the will of heaven and earth!"
"As long as we are in this world, we are immortal!"
"That Yan cultivator thought by decapitating me and re-cultivating my Dharma, he could take over my divine position, haha, laughable!"
"Once you enter the Third layer with the help of incense fire, you are bound to awaken... Eh? Why are there so few distracted thoughts in the incense fire?"
The Yin God looked a bit surprised.
He suspiciously raised his head, looking towards Wang Ba outside the temple.
He slightly furrowed his brow.
Vaguely, he felt that something was not quite right.
"Never mind, once I have eaten you, I will know."
With a slight thought,
a massive amount of Soul Power began to surge out from Wang Ba’s body outside the temple, slowly seeping into the temple.
Wang Ba’s body was rapidly shrinking.
However, for some reason, the Yin God vaguely felt that the other party seemed not to fear at all.
"What is going on."
With the infiltration of the Soul Power.
The temple, which had no doors, suddenly opened a great door.
"Now, it is time to completely devour you!"
