Su Mo's sword strike carried a heaven-shaking, earth-moving might. Aside from not pushing the power of his sword intent to its utmost limit, he had held back almost nothing else.
This attack was not the slightest bit weaker than Huo Ling's Heaven-Shaking Huoyun Slash—if anything, it was a shade stronger.
That unrivaled might shocked everyone in the martial arena. Many of the highly ranked geniuses on the Hundred Peerless Ranking even rose to their feet in astonishment.
Could this Hundred Peerless Competition produce another dark horse comparable to the Ninth Princess?
The people on the other four battle platforms had already stopped fighting. Even the proud and unruly Nie Chong and Duanmu Ying temporarily halted their battle, their gazes fixed tightly upon the northern platform.
On the northern platform.
The peerless sword light slashed down. There was not a trace of flourish in this strike; it possessed only unmatched power and ultimate attack power.
"How is this possible?!"
Han Qianze roared wildly. The might of Su Mo's sword made his scalp tingle, and he even felt a crisis of death rise within his heart.
"Martial Soul!"
In that flash of lightning and spark of flint, Han Qianze immediately released his Martial Soul—a block of icy blue frost, one zhang long and wide.
Han Qianze's Ice Martial Soul flickered with five purple halos, reaching the lofty rank of Earth Class, Level Five.
After releasing his Martial Soul, the chill around Han Qianze surged explosively. A terrifying cold current ravaged an area ten miles around him.
"Ice Seal Heaven and Earth!"
Han Qianze thrust both palms forward, and endless freezing air gushed from between them.
With his body as the center, the freezing air rapidly spread outward, sealing everything, including Han Qianze himself, within solid ice.
In the blink of an eye,