Chapter 165: The Freezing of Life
"It's him."
The gray-robed man's heart trembled incessantly. He finally understood what he had overlooked. He had actually forgotten Lin Feng, the target of his mission this time—that clean-cut, handsome young man with a faint smile who had brushed past him just moments ago.
At that moment, the overbearing blade intent in the air came again. The terrifying blade wind tore through space. The gray-robed man was still in midair, hesitating. Both the domineering Overlord Blade and Lin Feng, who now had cold, gray pupils, gave him an endless sense of crisis. Both were dangerous figures.
In a flash, the gray-robed man finally made his choice. The Sixth Layer of Spirit Martial Realm Overlord Blade felt more terrifying to him. If he turned his back to him, it would be too dangerous. Overlord Blade's hands had already killed eighty-one martial cultivators of the same level, and he was originally a slave from the prison fighting arena, a desperado.
"Ha!"
The gray-robed man's body trembled violently. His long robe rustled as he moved in the air. His descending body actually forcibly rose upward. A fierce killing intent erupted from him, wild and violent.
A palm strike surged like a tidal wave, creating ripples of palm wind in the air, meeting the blade that slashed down from above—the domineering Overlord Blade.
"Boom!"
The space of the tavern trembled violently. The surrounding wild wind and blade intent tore at the tavern's decorations. The crowd below kept retreating, and the tables and chairs they had been sitting on were directly sliced apart and exploded. This showed how fierce the blade wind was.
Under this immense force, the gray-robed man's body plummeted sharply. His gaze swept toward Lin Feng, who was now also moving, his eyes still as cold and emotionless.
"Tidal Palm!"
The gray-robed man shouted loudly. He still had enough strength to strike a palm directly at Lin Feng, the palm force domineering.
But at that moment, an eerie light flashed in his pupils.
"Chi!"
A very crisp sound rang out, as if something had been torn. Then, the gray-robed man's entire body stiffened. He wanted to move, but he couldn't.
At this moment, the arm with which the gray-robed man had swung his palm wind was firmly gripped by Lin Feng. Lin Feng's other hand was holding an eerie dagger—a dagger that showed no gleam of cold light, because the dagger had already sunk into the gray-robed man's throat, leaving only the handle outside.
The gray-robed man looked ahead. In the space, there was still Lin Feng's afterimage, not yet dissipated. How could this strike be so fast? And it had easily broken through the restraint of his palm force.
"In your next life, choose the right master."
Lin Feng's voice was cold. He pulled out the eerie dagger, and blood dripped to the ground. The gray-robed man's throat rolled, and then his body slowly fell. Even in death, his eyes remained open, unable to close in peace.
Lin Feng wiped the bloodstained dagger clean and put it away. His gaze returned to normal, his expression indifferent. He calmly glanced at the corpse on the ground.
Seventh Layer of Spirit Martial Realm—very powerful. If not for Overlord Blade forcing the opponent into a corner with no retreat, leaving him with little remaining strength and unable to make other moves while descending, Lin Feng wouldn't have been able to succeed so easily.
At this moment, Overlord Blade and Yi Xue had already descended from the tavern. Looking at Lin Feng's young, handsome face, their hearts stirred slightly.
Such terrifying talent. Lin Feng was only about seventeen years old, yet he already possessed such formidable strength—a one-hit kill.
Overlord Blade knew how he had gained his own strength. He had walked step by step through bloodshed to achieve his current dominance. But Lin Feng, whether in internal energy or spirit, was immensely robust and full, with a solid foundation and extremely strong combat ability. Otherwise, he couldn't have laid out such a perfect strike.
Yi Xue's beautiful eyes flickered. Earlier, she had thought Lin Feng's Fifth Layer of Spirit Martial Realm cultivation was a bit weak, but now she didn't feel that way at all. She had never imagined that beneath that cold mask, Lin Feng would have such a clean, handsome face. She stared at him for a long time, unable to look away.
"Let's go."
A single word came from Lin Feng's lips. After speaking, he stepped forward and left the tavern.
Overlord Blade and Yi Xue also lifted their steps, following closely behind Lin Feng, leaving behind a corpse on the ground and the stunned crowd in the tavern.
The entire incident had taken less than a moment. A Seventh Layer Spirit Martial Realm expert had been killed right before their eyes, and by two people weaker than him.
Whether it was the slave martial cultivator with the word "Overlord" branded on his face or the clean, handsome young man, they left an indelible impression on the crowd.
But at that moment, a black shadow flashed in, entering the tavern, causing the crowd's pupils to constrict again.
This black shadow had arrived silently, like a ghost. It appeared before them in a flash—very terrifying.
"Dead!"
The black shadow stared at the corpse on the ground, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
His palm trembled, and a strong wave of energy surged from his hand, enveloping the corpse. Then, with a soft sound, the corpse turned into a mass of annihilating white light, vanishing into thin air.
The crowd's hearts shook violently, their gazes filled with awe and fear.
"Mysterious Martial Realm!"
This black shadow was a Mysterious Martial Realm expert, and it seemed he had also been following the previous group.
The black shadow flickered and disappeared from the crowd's sight in an instant. In just a moment, he appeared outside the tavern. He glanced into the distance and was about to flicker again.
But at that moment, the black shadow's gaze froze slightly, and his body, about to move, stopped.
Because not far ahead of the black shadow, a figure stood there calmly.
White clothes as pure as snow, ethereal like an immortal.
It was a woman. Just her back view inspired infinite longing. She stood there like a glacier, as if to cut off everything.
"Expert!"
The black shadow didn't move again. With just one glance, he could tell that the other party was definitely a strong one—a Mysterious Martial Realm expert. This holy white figure was very dangerous.
"You've followed for so long. It's time to stop!"
The holy figure slowly turned around. Her face was veiled with a light gauze, leaving only endless imagination and desire, making one want to glimpse the stunning face beneath the veil.
Seeing her, even the black shadow, whose heart had long been unruffled, stirred slightly.
Stunning. Peerless.
At this moment, this stunning figure slowly stepped forward, moving toward the black shadow.
The space suddenly became extremely cold. With every step the world-shaking figure took, ice immediately appeared in the space. The surrounding area was covered in a layer of frost, bitterly cold. Even the distant crowd turned their gazes this way, showing expressions of shock.
The black shadow's gaze froze. His body trembled, turning into a black arrow, swift as lightning. A wave of destructive energy emanated from his palm.
"Ice Heart!"
A cold voice came from the lips of that world-shaking beauty. Instantly, the black shadow's body trembled violently, stiff and cold. At those two words, his heart seemed to be coated with a layer of ice, about to be frozen.
The biting cold bloomed across the heavens and earth. The black shadow endured this endless chill, waving his annihilating palm. A wave of destructive white ripples spread through the space, like a dreamlike luster.
"Crack, crack!"
The ice in the heavens and earth grew thicker and thicker. The entire space seemed covered in a layer of frost. The black shadow's annihilating palm force struck against the white frost, causing the ice to be annihilated.
But the frost seemed endless, as if it would freeze the entire world.
"Frost Chills the Long Sky!"
The cold voice came again from the lips of the peerless figure. The chill in the heavens and earth finally sealed completely, freezing the entire space.
The black shadow felt an endless assault of ice. His palm force trembled wildly, releasing immense true essence, annihilating energy surging forth. But in this frozen world, everything had turned to nothing. The ice grew tighter and tighter, until it merged into one block, squeezing his body, and finally freezing his body and his heart together.
At last, the black shadow's body stopped struggling. The distant crowd's hearts trembled wildly.
What had they seen?
It was a frozen world—a massive block of ice, as large as a house, sealing the black shadow within it.
The holy figure lightly tapped the ground with her toe and then vanished without a trace, as if she had never appeared.
After a long time, the block of ice slowly cracked and shattered, turning into endless mist, water, and ice crystals, scattering across the ground.
In the middle, a black shadow lay quietly. Its life force had long been frozen and extinguished.
This black shadow was a Mysterious Martial Realm expert, but now he just lay there, silent, without life!