Yun Ming's Outburst, a Brief Apotheosis

Chen An took a deep breath. Facing the Blue Silver Emperor Vines and Yun Ming surging madly toward him, there was no fear in his eyes—only boundless fighting spirit and icy intent.

He had truly entered a state of battle. His mind held nothing but fighting: either his opponent died, or he did.

After maintaining his human form for only a moment, he activated the Xuan Wu Force and transformed into a massive Xuanwu, standing upon the void without falling.

He used Soul Power to suspend his enormous Xuanwu body in the air. This consumed a considerable amount of Soul Power, but it was relatively easier than lifting the Golden Armor War God Ape. Moreover, after transforming into Xuanwu, he did not need to move much. He could simply wait at ease for his opponent to come to him, remain where he was, and launch long-range ice attacks.

In his Xuanwu form, a biting chill radiated from his entire body, frosting over the surrounding space and covering it in ice.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The Spirit Turtle head and Mysterious Serpent head of Xuanwu continuously spat out icy energy. Every blast was an icy tidal wave, cold and violent, as though it could freeze everything.

Yun Ming struggled greatly as he swung the Sky Piercer Spear in response. His condition was terrible now. He could no longer wield the Sky Piercer Spear with ease and had to exert all his strength just to swing it. Even then, its effectiveness was mediocre, barely one or two tenths of its former power. His combat strength had plummeted severely.

That was only natural. His Soul Power had been heavily depleted, and under the combined effects of death energy and Devouring Power, both his arms had already lost most of their feeling. The fact that