Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Firmament, God-Slaying Sword

Yu Luomian and Huyan Zhen were still in a daze, their soul power trembling uncontrollably. The opponent had merely revealed her soul rings and stood there, yet she radiated an innate Domain of Extreme Cold!

The temperature plummeted, nearing absolute zero!

Just moments ago, she had frozen time itself to prevent the fatal blow against Han Ningshuang!

A ninety-second-level Titled Douluo, and she even possessed a solid crimson one-hundred-thousand-year soul ring!

Currently, the only person among the Upper Three Sects to possess a one-hundred-thousand-year soul ring was that Tang Hammer!

...However, that had only been obtained by Tang Hammer sacrificing his wife!

This Shui Yuerong's current strength was clearly approaching that of the sect masters of the Upper Three Sects!

"Shui Yuerong, you, how could you possibly break through..."

Huyan Zhen's mind was shaken to its core; his original goal had been to subjugate Skywater Academy!

Shui Yuerong stood suspended in the air, her ice-blue dress fluttering in the wind. Nine soul rings rhythmically pulsed beneath her feet, the pressure so immense it left the two peak Soul Douluos gasping for air.

"Why could I not break through?"

She spoke softly. Her voice was not loud, yet it carried the biting chill of Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow, piercing through their soul power defenses and striking directly at their spirits!

"Skywater Academy has stood firm until today; is it a place that a clown like you, taking advantage of a crisis, can fathom?" Shui Yuerong glared at Huyan Zhen!

In an instant, Huyan Zhen's martial soul, the Diamond Mammoth, was suppressed back into his body, and he found himself unable to mobilize his soul power!

A boundless pressure descended upon his head, forcing him to his knees instantly. His three-meter-tall frame groaned and creaked as if it might shatter at any moment!

"Ah!"

Huyan Zhen's expression changed drastically.

His body, tempered by the Diamond Mammoth martial soul and bolstered by eighty-nine levels of soul power, was rendered immobile by the mere pressure of Shui Yuerong's gaze!

And he was supposed to be a half-step Titled Douluo!

"Shui Yuerong! Even if you have stepped into the realm of a Titled Douluo, do not forget that my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is one of the Upper Three Sects. If you dare to act recklessly, the next person to come to your Skywater Academy will not be me, but Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen!"

Although shocked, Yu Luomian possessed the confidence of a great sect and quickly regained his composure!

He brandished the name of a ninety-fifth-level Titled Douluo to intimidate Shui Yuerong!

"The next person won't be you... Heh... Why would you think you can leave my Skywater Academy today?" Shui Yuerong's expression was mocking.

Yu Luomian's face tightened: "What do you mean?"

Shui Yuerong sneered, extended her slender, lotus-root-like arm, and flicked her finger: "I mean, I intend to kill you!"

Whoosh!

A drop of water was suddenly flicked out, instantly transforming into an ice crystal that tore through the air like a streak of light.

It morphed as it traveled, taking shape in mid-air until it finally manifested as a sword of ice, radiating a bone-chilling aura!

Yu Luomian's face changed color. Just as he tried to mobilize his soul power to protect himself, he heard a sharp, tearing sound!

"Puchi—!"

The icy blade slashed past his side with lethal precision. His entire right arm was severed in mid-air, and blood sprayed wildly!

"Ah—!"

A heart-wrenching pain surged through him. Yu Luomian's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with incredulous terror.

Shui Yuerong merely retracted her fingertip calmly, the chill in her eyes undiminished, her tone light and indifferent: "A pity, it was slightly off-target and didn't pierce your heart. Otherwise, you would already be a cold corpse by now..."

"You, how dare you..." Yu Luomian clutched his spurting wound, his face twisted in agony.

No matter what, he had never expected Shui Yuerong to be so overbearing and decisive!

She hadn't been intimidated even when he brought up Yu Yuanzhen!

Of course, Yu Luomian could not know how formidable a Titled Douluo who used Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow as a foundation for soul power could be!

With ice power purified to absolute zero, her origin strengthened, and her soul spirit consolidated, she was beyond the reach of any Titled Douluo at or below the ninety-fifth level!

After all, Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow was a god-forging material, something even the ruler of the Extreme North regarded as a priceless treasure!

At this moment, not to mention that Shui Yuerong also possessed a one-hundred-thousand-year soul ring—unless Martial Soul Hall intervened, no one in the Upper Three Sects could threaten her!

Not even that Tang Hammer!

"!!!"

Huyan Zhen, standing beside Yu Luomian, had watched with his own eyes as the dragon-scaled arm flew off, the spraying blood even splattering onto his face.

Cold sweat poured down his back. He immediately bowed his head, his demeanor changing completely: "Dean Shui, today it was the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Clan that insisted on coming to your academy to take people. My Elephant Armor Sect only came to watch the excitement; we never truly intended to cause trouble. I hope the Dean of Skywater will not vent her anger on my Elephant Armor Sect!"

Yu Luomian was stunned. Huyan Zhen's words were undoubtedly an attempt to distance the Elephant Armor Sect from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!

With his severed arm bleeding like a fountain, Yu Luomian's face was contorted in pain as he roared: "Huyan Zhen! You, you actually retreated in the face of battle!"

"It cannot be called retreating. Your Thunder Academy mobilized a massive force, while I only brought my grandson to watch the spectacle," Huyan Zhen denied.

"You fear Shui Yuerong, but do you not fear our entire Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Clan!"

Yu Luomian seethed with rage from behind; Huyan Zhen's actions were no different from those of a traitor—despicable and shameless!

Huyan Zhen did not care in the slightest.

As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about firewood.

No matter how formidable Yu Yuanzhen was, he would not dare to start a war against the entire Elephant Armor Sect over this matter.

At most, the relationship between the two sects would simply deteriorate.

That was still better than losing his life right now.

Seeing this, Shui Yuerong nodded unexpectedly: "Very well. I can overlook your transgressions today, and I can also overlook the fact that your Elephant Armor Sect has been suppressing Skywater Academy behind our backs all this time."

Huyan Zhen's eyes lit up upon hearing this, surprised that Shui Yuerong had agreed so readily: "Is Dean Shui speaking the truth?"

"Naturally, I am!" Shui Yuerong's expression was sincere: "However, there is one condition."

"Name it, Dean Shui. Don't just say one—I can agree to three or four!" Huyan Zhen patted his chest in assurance.

Shui Yuerong remained expressionless, then raised a jade finger and pointed toward the firmament.

"Very well. If you can survive one strike of my Ninth Soul Skill, your Elephant Armor Sect and my Skywater Academy shall have no grievances from this day forward!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the smile on Huyan Zhen's face instantly froze!

Before he could speak again.

The soul rings beneath Shui Yuerong's feet suddenly flared.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black... red...

A hundred-thousand-year blood-red soul ring soared into the sky!

The terrifying pressure descended like a divine mountain, instantly crushing the aura of the entire scene!

Her martial soul emerged from behind her, and it was, shockingly, an Ice Phoenix!

"Ninth Soul Skill: Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Firmament, God-Slaying Sword!"

The heavens and earth changed color, the cold air surged in reverse, and the sky over the entire Douluo Continent was frozen into a world of ice blue.

It was as if the heavens and earth had been severed!

Then, a magnificent Holy Ice Sword condensed above Shui Yuerong's head.

Ancient profound ice patterns flowed across the blade, radiating a terrifying aura that made the world tremble and reached far beyond the void!

This was no ordinary soul skill.

This was a law-level execution.

Carrying the extreme cold of ten-thousand-year profound ice, the Holy Ice Sword descended from the heavens and slashed down with a thunderous roar!

There were no frills, no mercy—just a strike of pure, ultimate destruction!

"BOOM!"

A boundless rift spread from Four Elements City all the way to the Far North!

An endless storm erupted, with extreme ice, snow, and soul power intertwining in the heavens and earth, the energy fluctuations rendering everything within a radius of ten thousand miles invisible!

Huyan Zhen died in terror under that single strike, dissolving into a mist of blood that merged into the storm.