Holy Spirit Cult?

Why did they call me that brat who plays with ice swords?

The fierce wind at the cliff's edge whipped up Lu Jun's bloodstained white robes. He knelt on one knee, with the Ice Abyss Sword plunged deep into a crack in the rock just to barely steady himself.

He looked cold and composed on the surface, but inwardly, he was endlessly complaining.

As the twelve black-clad figures closed in at once, Gu Yue Na clenched her fists.

Should she reveal her true combat strength?

Although they had somehow broken into the Primary Spirit Ascension Platform, their own strength had also been partially restricted.

Just as Gu Yue Na hesitated, Lu Jun beside her staggered to his feet. Gripping the hilt of the Ice Abyss Sword with both hands, he immediately drove its blade deep into the ground.

The sword hummed and trembled as the Ultimate Ice Soul Power within him poured out like floodwaters from a burst dam, flowing through the blade and into the earth.

"Crack, crack—"

In an instant, countless sharp ice spikes erupted from the ground around him. Like blooming Ice Flowers, they spread layer upon layer toward the black-clad figures.

Wherever the ice spread, the air froze into frost, vegetation turned into frozen sculptures, and even light warped in the extreme cold.

"Tricks!" The leading black-clad Soul Emperor snorted. His sixth soul ring suddenly lit up as pitch-black Soul Power gathered around his fist, and he threw a powerful punch at the advancing ice.

"Boom!"

Amid the deafening blast, spiderweb-like cracks exploded across the ice's surface. Yet shockingly, the ice was not completely shattered.

After spreading several inches, the cracks stopped unnaturally. Instead, they refroze within the Ice Mist and became even thicker.

"What?!" The black-clad Soul Emperor's pupils contracted sharply.

He was a six-ring Soul Emperor. How could his full-force blow fail to shatter a Soul Grandmaster's Ice Wall?

The remaining black-clad figures immediately unleashed their Soul Skills.

All kinds of Soul Skills rained down wildly on the ice, yet they could only leave shallow marks on its surface.

The damaged ice repaired itself at a visible speed, even absorbing the energy contained within the attacks and converting it into new Ice Crystals.

This was the characteristic of Lu Jun's Ultimate Ice that Leng Yaozhu had mentioned.

As long as his Soul Power was not exhausted, it would be difficult for his opponents to break through his Ultimate Ice.

Lu Jun gritted his teeth and raised another Ice Wall to hold them back.

"Break it with everything you have!" the leading black-clad Soul Emperor shouted, swinging his fist down again.

"Boom!"

The Ice Wall ahead shook violently, cracks spreading across it like a web before being filled in by newly formed ice in an instant.

Lu Jun let out a muffled groan, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Every attack from the black-clad figures felt like a heavy hammer smashing into his chest.

In the blink of an eye, seventy percent of the Soul Power in his body had vanished.

"Keep attacking! He won't last much longer!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The successive bombardments made Lu Jun's face grow paler and paler.

His Soul Power was being consumed at an astonishing rate, and the glow on the Ice Abyss Sword gradually dimmed.

Gu Yue Na took a deep breath and raised the Silver Dragon Spear. Ice Attribute elements gathered around Lu Jun, enhancing his elemental power and replenishing his Soul Power.

Another fierce assault struck, and the Ice Wall shuddered violently as cracks spread over it like a spiderweb.

Lu Jun let out a muffled groan, a streak of blood spilling from his lips. The Soul Power within him was already on the verge of running dry.

He could clearly feel the Soul Power flowing through his meridians, like a stream about to dry up, growing weaker and weaker.

As time ticked by, the black-clad figures' attacks became increasingly ferocious. More and more cracks appeared in the Ice Wall, while its repairs grew slower and slower.

Lu Jun's arms began to tremble, his breathing became ragged, and even the sight before him started to blur. Only the pounding of his own heartbeat remained in his ears.

This was a sign of Soul Power overdraw.

Gu Yue Na's voice seemed to come from far away.

"Hold on a little longer!"

"Crack."

The moment her words fell, the ice began to collapse. Fine Ice Crystals burst from the cracks, refracting a bleakly beautiful light beneath the sun.

"Break!"

At last, under another combined assault from the black-clad figures, the Ice Wall protecting them shattered completely.

Ice Crystals filled the sky like snowflakes. Lu Jun could no longer hold on. He spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered backward.

He was still only a Soul Grandmaster. No matter how compressed his Soul Power was, it could not compare to the Soul Power of so many Soul Masters above Soul King rank.

Even if their strength had been restricted.

"Got you!" The black-clad Soul Emperor lunged forward with a vicious grin, his large hand reaching straight for Lu Jun's throat.

At that critical moment—

"Beep, beep, beep!"

The SOS Signal Devices at their waists suddenly lit up with a glaring red light, letting out urgent buzzing alarms.

Gu Yue Na reacted swiftly, slapping the signal device on Lu Jun's body.

Only after Lu Jun was about to be teleported away did Gu Yue Na slap the SOS Signal Device on herself.

A blinding white light erupted, and the pulling sensation of warped space instantly enveloped them both.

The black-clad Soul Emperor's hand passed through an afterimage, grasping only a fading wisp of Silver Light.

"No—!"

A roar of fury and unwillingness echoed throughout the Spirit Ascension Platform.

"Retreat, quickly! Spirit Pagoda's people have already found us. Our time is up," another black-clad figure said anxiously.

This made the leading black-clad figure grind his teeth as he said unwillingly,

"I can confirm it. He is absolutely the target we have been searching for over these ten thousand years. That Ultimate Ice is no ordinary power."

"We have gathered enough information. Retreat."

At the command, all the black-clad figures gradually left the Spirit Ascension Platform.

In the real world, inside Spirit Pagoda's Spirit Ascension Capsule chamber.

The blinding white light faded, and Lu Jun abruptly opened his eyes. The familiar metal ceiling of the Spirit Ascension Capsule chamber came into view.

His consciousness was still hazy, as though his soul remained trapped in the desperate situation within the Spirit Ascension Platform.

"Bang!"

Lu Jun and Gu Yue Na's capsules sprang open at the same time, both of them drenched in cold sweat.

Lu Jun panted heavily. The weakness from overdrawn Soul Power made his vision darken, but he still looked toward Gu Yue Na beside him at once.

Gu Yue Na was looking at Lu Jun with an anxious expression.

"Are you okay?"

Silver hair clung to Gu Yue Na's pale cheeks, and her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

The next moment, several technicians in white coats immediately crowded around them. The Soul Tools in their hands flashed with lights of various colors.

Someone supported Lu Jun by the shoulders, someone pressed a scanner against his temple, and others rapidly checked the data from the Spirit Ascension Capsules.

"Soul Power overdrawn. Mental Fluctuation stable. Vital signs normal. He is only somewhat weakened; there is no major issue."

"What a relief."

Reports rang out one after another, and Lu Jun could feel countless hands busily working over him.

Someone fed him a warm Recovery Potion. The bitter liquid slid down his throat, bringing a trace of warmth as his depleted Soul Power began to slowly recover.

It seemed they were safe.

The next moment, the chamber's metal doors slid open soundlessly, and a heavy pressure spread inside.

It drew everyone's attention.

The chamber's automatic doors slid open silently, and a cool, faint fragrance drifted in.

Lu Jun looked up and saw a woman in pitch-black armor slowly approach.

Her face was covered by a black mask, revealing only a pair of eyes burning with purple flames. They gave people an irresistible urge to remove her mask and see her true face.

Her figure was slender and graceful. Even the armor could not conceal her perfectly proportioned body.

At that moment, Lu Jun's mind exploded.

The instant he saw this woman, a thought surfaced in his heart.

Dark attribute, Evil Soul Master, Holy Spirit Cult?

They had even infiltrated Spirit Pagoda Headquarters?