The Battle Nearing Its End

"Emperor Sword: Ice Pinnacle Unmatched!"

Wu Yang Jin finally moved!

A dazzlingly brilliant flash of sword light suddenly gleamed!

The Emperor Sword swept across the sky, cleaving through the firmament with a single stroke. Frost gathered upon its edge to the utmost extreme—Ultimate Ice, unparalleled in its cold!

As this sword light slashed forth, even the air seemed frozen apart, space itself sealed away, and everything turned to frost!

This was not merely an attack, but the supreme manifestation of the laws of ice—even the seven elements had to submit before this chill!

As the blade swept past, heaven and earth abruptly fell silent!

Boom—!

The seven bolts of destructive lightning completely froze at that instant, turning into seven ice-blue statues suspended in midair. Then... they shattered with a crash, scattering as icy fragments!

However—

Gu Yue Na's offensive had not ended!

A spark of battle intent flashed through her violet eyes. With a fierce sweep of her staff, seven-colored light gathered once more, directly forming a seven-hued spear of light!

"Seven Elements: Spear of the Firmament!"

The power of seven elements converged as one, compressed, condensed, and erupted, becoming a spear that truly possessed the might to destroy heaven and earth as it crashed down from the sky!

The dome above the entire arena seemed to be torn apart by this spear!

"Emperor Vision: Snow Woman's Scorn!"

Wu Yang Jin murmured, a faint dark-blue gleam flickering within his eyes!

The next moment, the entire world seemed to slow down. Every attack trajectory, elemental flow, spatial law, even the landing point of the Spear of the Firmament, was clearly reflected in his eyes!

At that moment, he had seen through everything!

"Self-Created Soul Skill, Icebound Sword: Extreme Cold Burial Sky!"

Wu Yang Jin gently raised his longsword. A brilliant ice-blue