The Loss-Making Deal

Distantly, the thunder of battle and a continuous chorus of screams rang out.

Lord of Barren Ancient was unleashing his full might at the boundary between the two worlds.

While he still had a little time, Gu Qingshan closed his eyes and quietly felt the wondrous changes in his body.

He discovered that after becoming the Blue Flame God, the Five Elements had grown exceptionally close to him.

The world before his eyes had changed, too. The Five Elements' spiritual energy in the void had become almost visible to the naked eye.

Red was fire, yellow was metal, brown was earth, green was wood, and blue was water.

The power of the Water Spirit remained in constant resonance with him, as though it were an extension of his own will.

—The sensation was rather like the bond between a Sword Immortal and his hundreds of Flying Swords after reaching mastery.

"Blue flame..."

Murmuring, Gu Qingshan held out his hand.

A drop of water condensed into ice in his palm, then blossomed with a deep blue light.

Starting from where Gu Qingshan stood, white frost rapidly spread across the ground, crawling ever farther into the distance.

Gu Qingshan suddenly understood. So blue flame represented control over the Water Spirit.

But was it only control over the Water Spirit?

As Gu Qingshan pondered, a thought suddenly stirred in his mind.

In an instant, his entire body vanished into thin air, transforming into omnipresent, frigid mist.

It was as if his body had been made entirely of condensed ice.

Gu Qingshan gathered his body together again.

He raised his hand.

His palm easily scattered into tiny wisps of cold mist, then quickly condensed back into a hand.

...Not water.

It seemed to be another form of water: frost.

So what kind of existence