Chapter 96: The Fog Realm

The Cold Moon Divine Sword is unleashed!

Finally, Li Shui began to use his magical treasures, but it wasn't the Heavenly Concealment Divine Bow everyone had been speculating about; it was the Cold Moon Divine Sword of Han Bingyi.

Han Bingyi actually lent the Cold Moon Divine Sword to Li Shui. Wasn't this equivalent to declaring enmity with the Purple Snow Cave?

Elder Han raised his head and glanced at Han Bingyi, who had been standing in mid-air, and said coldly, "Han Bingyi, this is a great favor!"

Han Bingyi's face was cold as she swept a glance at Elder Han, "Just a mere flying sword! Elder Han, you're not suggesting that the vast Purple Snow Cave has no high-level spiritual treasure to match it, are you?"

Elder Han snorted coldly, saying nothing, but the venomous look in his eyes was very clear. However, Han Bingyi didn't care at all.

Not far away, Mei Lingfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of something indescribable. As soon as he saw Li Shui wield the Cold Moon Divine Sword, he shifted his gaze to A Mu. He knew that Han Bingyi would never lend the Cold Moon Divine Sword to Li Shui; this was most likely due to A Mu's influence.

When the Cold Moon Divine Sword appeared, Han Zixiang was also taken aback.

A cultivator at the peak of the initial stage of the Fixed Cultivation realm, wielding a high-level spiritual treasure, could definitely stand a chance against a high-level cultivator without any weapon. He didn't expect that besides the Heavenly Concealment Divine Bow, Li Shui had such a magical treasure, and even more surprisingly, Han Bingyi openly supported A Mu and Li Shui. Although he had no particular grudge against Han Bingyi, he never expected this.

"Once A Mu and Li Shui are dealt with, you won't escape either, Han Bingyi!" Han Zixiang seethed inwardly.

However, a high-level spiritual treasure wasn't enough to make Han Zixiang overly concerned. At this moment, Han Zixiang also decided to end the battle quickly, as unexpected events kept occurring, and he feared that the longer it dragged on, the more unpredictable the situation would become.

Seeing the Cold Moon Divine Sword transform into countless streams of light rushing towards him, Han Zixiang snorted coldly. From his storage bag, a jet of dark light shot out.

It was a dark-glowing immortal sword, which also transformed into myriad rays of light, directly confronting the Cold Moon Divine Sword.

"Dark Sun Divine Sword! Han Zixiang actually drew his sword!" Someone immediately recognized this dark-glowing flying sword, which was a highly renowned immortal sword in the Northern Cold Sect.

The Cold Moon and Dark Sun were known as the twin pillars of the Northern Cold Immortal Swords. No one expected them to clash today.

Almost no one thought that Li Shui, who had always been regarded as a waste, could force Han Zixiang to draw his sword. This was the first time Han Zixiang had drawn his sword in the Northern Cold Sect. Fifteen years ago, during the Northern Cold Sect's grand competition, Han Zixiang had swept through the entire Northern Cold Eight Tribes with his bare hands.

At this moment, no one regarded Li Shui as a mere cultivator child anymore, but as a legitimate Northern Cold Fixed Cultivator, a prodigy-level cultivator who could stand against Han Zixiang.

The sun was setting, and the evening sky was blood-red. Below the Falling Cloud Cliff on the Heavenly Passage Peak, a solemn and deadly atmosphere prevailed.

In the green fog sea, the Cold Moon and Dark Sun divine swords, their light intertwining, flew up and down, the sound of their clash echoing continuously. Li Shui and Han Zixiang each controlled a divine sword, stirring the void, attacking and defending without end, making it difficult to determine who was superior.

The battle between two high-level spiritual treasure-grade flying swords was a spectacle that occurred once in a hundred years.

The moment Han Zixiang drew his sword, he seemed to become even more formidable. For the incomparably proud Han Zixiang, using an immortal sword against a peak initial stage Fixed Cultivator was already an insult, and now, with both swords in the air, he had not gained the upper hand.

The Dark Sun Divine Sword, emitting dark light, was like a killing weapon from the Netherworld. The Cold Moon Divine Sword, filled with coldness, resembled a treasure from the Moon Palace.

The two divine swords clashed, neither able to suppress the other.

In the green fog sea, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Han Zixiang's mouth. Suddenly, two eerie green rays shot out from his eyes, like the eyes of a wolf hunting on the grassland, or the greedy gaze of a venomous snake about to strike.

The green fog sea instantly became even denser, rolling and surging, enveloping the sky and the earth, forming a fog barrier.

A Mu could only sense everything with his demonic consciousness, unable to see anything else.

"Hmm?" Li Shui's feeling was the same as A Mu's, but the only difference was that Li Shui suddenly felt Han Zixiang had vanished in the fog sea. In the vast fog, there was not a trace of Han Zixiang's presence, and Li Shui's divine consciousness could not sense him at all.

"Uh! No, that's not right!" Li Shui's heart trembled. Not only had Han Zixiang disappeared, but A Mu had also vanished.

The sky and the earth were filled with nothing but the vast green fog.

All sounds ceased, everything came to a standstill. Li Shui could sense nothing except himself, and even the connection between the Cold Moon Divine Sword and himself was severed.

"What's going on?" Li Shui focused and remained on guard, but the green fog was so thick that there was no trace of any presence. It seemed like a world of death.

Just as Li Shui was puzzled, he suddenly felt a rustling sound coming from all directions, gradually getting closer, as if something was crawling and moving.

"What is it?" Before Li Shui could finish his sentence, countless green-bodied, white-patterned strange snakes suddenly emerged from the green fog, each one over a dozen feet long, twisting and writhing, with a single eye embedded on their foreheads. They extended long tongues, their single eyes emitting a ghostly light, drooling, and emitting a foul smell that made one want to vomit.

"Hmph?" Li Shui snorted coldly, "What can these strange snakes do to me?" Li Shui formed a seal in front of his chest, intending to use the Immortal Fire Technique to burn these one-eyed strange snakes to ashes.

However, as soon as Li Shui formed the seal, he suddenly felt that his dantian was empty, with no cultivation energy at all.

"Where is the ancient holy lotus?" Li Shui was greatly alarmed. "The green lotus in my dantian has vanished, and there is no cultivation energy at all!"

"What's happening? Where is my immortal root? Why have I become a cultivator child again?"

Li Shui's expression changed dramatically. At this moment, countless green-bodied, white-patterned one-eyed strange snakes swarmed towards him, their long tongues and sharp white teeth heading straight for Li Shui.

"Ugh!" Without cultivation energy to protect him, Li Shui had no way to dodge. A muffled groan escaped his lips as he was bitten on his left leg. Although his body had been tempered by Fixed Cultivation, the venomous snake still managed to bite through, and he immediately felt dizzy and disoriented.

At the same time, countless venomous snakes pounced on him, tightly wrapping around him. In an instant, he was bitten hundreds of times, the pain penetrating his bones, making him groan involuntarily.

At this moment, Li Shui faced death. His vision, filled with green, was turning into endless darkness.

Pain, suffocation, Li Shui struggled desperately, but the green snakes only tightened their grip, slowly consuming his life.

With no cultivation energy in his body, Li Shui was no longer the confident and spirited person he had been. It was impossible for him to take out the Heavenly Concealment Divine Bow from his storage bag.

A Mu! Li Ruo! Li Shui called out to the two people closest to him in his heart, but there was no response. All he could hear now were the hissing and gnawing sounds of the venomous snakes.

Death, endless death, was spreading. Li Shui was almost in despair, about to die in confusion.

But at this moment, the last thread of belief in his heart was supporting him.

Thirteen years of cold indifference, thirteen years of hidden pain, thirteen years of endless struggle. Today, he was supposed to make a stunning appearance. Was he going to fall like this?

What about Li Ruo?

Can A Mu face the strong enemies alone?

I am not willing to die! I cannot die!

"Hehe! What? Li Shui, are you unwilling?" At some point, Han Zixiang had materialized in the poisonous fog, hazy like a ghostly shadow, looking at Li Shui, who was being attacked by countless snakes, and laughing coldly.

"This Fog Realm was created by me, and I am the master here. Whether you live or die is just a matter of my will." Han Zixiang's face was cruel, and as he clenched his hands, the countless venomous snakes attacked Li Shui even more fiercely. At this moment, Li Shui's clothes were tattered, and his body was covered in wounds.

But at this moment, a light suddenly shone from Li Shui's chest, a faint light that transformed into a moon.

An ancient jade, emitting a cool aura, hung above Li Shui's head. As soon as the jade appeared, countless threads of light fell, enveloping Li Shui's entire body. The venomous snakes, under the light, instantly vanished.

"Hmm? What is this magical treasure? It can break my illusion!" Han Zixiang's eyes narrowed, "Heart-Stabilizing Jade!" He finally recognized this initial stage soul treasure, and his heart turned cold.

He used the Fog Realm to separate A Mu and Li Shui, originally thinking that within this realm, he could create anything and strip Li Shui of all his cultivation. Under the illusion, Li Shui would surely die, but he never expected that Li Shui had a Heart-Stabilizing Jade, a treasure specifically designed to break evil illusions.

This was an initial stage soul treasure that automatically protected its owner. With it, all of Han Zixiang's illusions were ineffective. However, the Fog Realm was a world of illusions, and only the ultimate killing technique was the illusion itself.

The Heart-Stabilizing Jade brought a ray of light into Li Shui's dark world.

I am not willing to die! I cannot die! Li Shui's willpower rose continuously.

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