End of Chapter 144

Whoosh!

As Shen Qingyun’s calm voice fell, a dark red beam of light shot down from the firmament. Under this beam, the domain shattered with a thunderous crash, utterly fragile and defenseless.

The Ice Soaring Serpent blinked in stunned silence, fragments of the broken domain drifting slowly before its eyes. A thread of disbelief flickered within its reptilian gaze.

Shen Qingyun, wielding the Heaven-Sealing Halberd, stood with an imposing posture, radiating an aura of invincibility, like a war deity descended to the mortal realm.

The Ice Soaring Serpent lowered its head, its gaze fixed tightly on the halberd in Shen Qingyun’s grasp. “What level of weapon is that?”

A chill, an absolute chill, radiated from the serpent’s body, spreading with an icy intensity.

“You think it’s whatever level you believe it to be,” Shen Qingyun replied with a faint smile. But now, everything would change with the addition of the Heaven-Sealing Halberd.

“A magic artifact?” The serpent hesitated, unable to be certain. The halberd’s aura seemed too ordinary, but to deem it an ordinary weapon merely because of its unassuming aura would be foolish. For such a seemingly ordinary weapon had shattered the domain.

“Then it is a magic artifact,” Shen Qingyun lifted the halberd, its tip pointed distantly at the serpent. “Now, it’s my turn.”

Feng Chuxun instinctively stepped aside, a flicker of anticipation shining in his eyes. He knew Shen Qingyun was strong, but to what extent exactly?

Would even a Marquis-ranked warrior be so easily crushed before him?

“If you use it, I won’t just exert forty percent of my strength,” the Ice Soaring Serpent declared.

“You…” Feng Chuxun was about to speak, accusing the serpent of cheating, but Shen Qingyun raised a hand to silence him, his gaze fixed on the serpent. “Fine.”

“Boss!” Feng Chuxun’s eyes widened in surprise.

“It’s nothing,” Shen Qingyun shook his head, his confidence silencing Feng Chuxun’s protests.

The serpent’s concession was proof of its fear.

The Great Black Wolf entered, unaware of what had just transpired—the barrier enveloping the valley had abruptly shattered. Yet sensing the serpent’s chilling aura, it dared not approach.

“Boss, fight hard! Defeat that little slippery eel!” The Great Black Wolf hid behind a rock, cheering Shen Qingyun on.

“Slippery eel…” Shen Qingyun caught the wolf’s thoughts and smiled wryly.

“What are you laughing at?” the serpent demanded, anger rising as it saw Shen Qingyun’s slight smile—it was an insult of the highest order.

“Nothing,” Shen Qingyun said softly. “I’m coming over.”

The Ice Soaring Serpent immediately braced itself, spitting out a white-blue orb from its mouth. From this orb, an ice pillar surged forth, stabbing toward Shen Qingyun with a sharp, piercing sound.

Shen Qingyun remained still, but a sword intent blossomed around him. The sword intent reversed flow, forming a tempest of blades that raged violently.

The ice pillar charged forward, but the sword storm deflected it. The pillar was relentlessly chipped away, showering the air with shards of ice.

The orb ceased producing ice pillars, but Shen Qingyun’s sword storm still burned fiercely, lashing out at the serpent with brutal intent, as if to slice its massive body in two.

Around the Ice Soaring Serpent, biting winds and swirling snow appeared, resisting the onslaught.

Watching the sword intent gradually erode, Shen Qingyun’s expression remained unchanged. “Beast King, impressive tactics.”

The serpent, insulted by the praise, snorted coldly and offered no reply.

It spread its wings, stirring the air and conjuring a blizzard that enveloped its form.

The snowstorm exploded, quickly filling the entire valley. Snowflakes drifted, painting a scene of otherworldly beauty.

Feng Chuxun’s eyes seemed to shimmer with light, reaching out as if to catch the snowflakes. Shen Qingyun’s soft command stopped him: “Don’t touch it.”

His body trembled, his eyes clearing to reveal fear, and he withdrew his hand.

Shen Qingyun looked the serpent in the eye. “I didn’t expect the Beast King to be skilled in psychological warfare. Truly surprising.”

The Ice Soaring Serpent replied, “You’ve surprised me as well.”

Shen Qingyun smiled. If it weren’t for his divine awareness, he might have succumbed as Feng Chuxun almost did.

Boom!

From behind a massive stone, an explosion erupted, followed by the mournful howl of a wolf.

“Hm? A demon beast?” The serpent twisted its massive form, its eyes flashing coldly. “Bold demon wolf, how dare you trespass in my domain!”

Behind the rock was a deep pit, and inside, the Great Black Wolf lay, its fur charred black, seemingly unconscious and unresponsive to the serpent’s words.

“Hmph, I’ll deal with you once this is over,” the serpent sneered, turning its gaze back to Shen Qingyun.

Shen Qingyun advanced calmly, meeting the serpent’s eyes. “Beast King, if you don’t act soon, I’ll be standing right before you.”

The serpent paused, then sneered coldly. “Thank you for the warning. From now on, I won’t let you take another step forward!”

A faint smile crossed Shen Qingyun’s lips as a pair of white wings emerged behind him—this time more solid and substantial than before.

Suddenly, the serpent’s eyes flickered as a dazzling white-blue light bathed Shen Qingyun. With a single step, Shen Qingyun vanished from sight.

The serpent’s surprise was palpable. At the place Shen Qingyun had stood, a brilliant white-blue beam shot forth, freezing everything it touched three feet deep.

A roar!

After the strike, the serpent still found no trace of Shen Qingyun. It bellowed in fury, reestablishing its frozen domain.

Snow swirled wildly, blanketing the valley floor in thick ice and snow, even burying the Great Black Wolf in the pit.

On the snow’s surface appeared a footprint, soon covered by falling flakes. The serpent’s eyes locked onto the mark, spitting forth a cluster of ice shards that blossomed into stunning ice flowers upon contact with the ground.

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