Space Divine Slash! (Seeking Follow-up Reads!)

The crowd on the sidelines finally reacted; they were about to unleash a Martial Soul Fusion Skill!

The students and teachers of Tianshui Academy watching from the perimeter wore expressions of mixed terror and excitement as they quickly retreated.

They pulled back to a safe distance!

The power of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill performed by two Spirit Ancestors was not to be underestimated; even the mere shockwaves would be enough to injure those lacking sufficient strength.

On the field, the fusion of Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu's spirit power was accelerating. Their figures seemed to blur within the ice-blue radiance, and a heart-stopping chill was rapidly condensing and climbing.

Given Yang Teng's elusive space-based abilities, it would not have been difficult for him to interrupt this fusion process, which required a certain amount of preparation time.

At the very least, in the eyes of Shui Yunxia and many discerning teachers, he had every opportunity to interfere or attack before the fusion was complete.

However, Yang Teng simply stood quietly in place. The habitual roguish smile on his face faded slightly, but there was absolutely no intention to interrupt.

What is he doing?

His reaction caused Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu, who were concentrating all their efforts on the fusion, to feel a jolt in their hearts, their movements faltering imperceptibly.

Was he not going to interrupt? What was he planning? Was he so arrogant that he thought he could withstand a Martial Soul Fusion Skill head-on, or did he have some other trick up his sleeve?

Thoughts raced through their minds, but the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing determination in the other's eyes.

Regardless of his intentions, they would defeat him with their strongest stance! The speed of their spirit power fusion accelerated sharply, and the ice-blue light soared into the sky!

The last trace of a smile on Yang Teng's face vanished completely.

He clearly sensed the energy surging from across the field; it had already surpassed the intensity that an ordinary Spirit King could achieve.

A Martial Soul Fusion Skill performed by two Spirit Ancestors—partners with perfectly compatible attributes and impeccable rapport—was far more than just one plus one equaling two.

Yang Teng turned his head to look at the solemn-faced Shui Yunxia on the sidelines and shouted aloud.

"Dean Shui! Please be ready to intervene later to protect the two seniors!"

His tone was uncharacteristically grave, lacking his usual flippant style.

Upon hearing this, Shui Yunxia's first reaction was that it was absurd.

Two Spirit Ancestors about to unleash a powerful Martial Soul Fusion Skill—it should be her, the Dean, preparing to save Yang Teng from being severely wounded by the technique.

Just as she was about to retort to Yang Teng's arrogance, Shui Yunxia suddenly paused, thinking of his heaven-defying purple-purple-black spirit ring configuration and Gu Yena's earlier warning.

Perhaps this young man really did hide some astonishing trump card capable of dealing with the impending Ice Phoenix.

As if under a spell, she nodded and said in a deep voice.

"Rest assured, I will keep watch."

As her voice fell, the spirit power belonging to a Spirit Saint quietly surged within her, ready to intervene at any moment.

The temperature in the center of the training ground plummeted! Fine frost condensed on the ground, and a clear, resonant phoenix cry echoed across the sky!

A giant bird, its entire body radiating a crystalline blue glow, appeared lifelike, containing within it a destructive power.

This was their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, "Ice Phoenix!"

The moment the Ice Phoenix appeared, Yang Teng immediately felt the consumption rate of his own spirit power accelerate significantly.

The temperature of the surrounding space had dropped to a terrifying degree, and even the circulation of his spirit power seemed to be subjected to an invisible drag and additional consumption.

Is this the ultimate power of the "Ice Phoenix!"

Yang Teng smiled inwardly. I am the "Space-Time Divine Dragon!"

An indescribable, heavy pressure radiated from Yang Teng as the center, and a silver-purple dragon slowly emerged, offsetting the drain caused by the Ice Phoenix.

Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu both felt their hearts tremble, and even Shui Yunxia was deeply shocked.

Because this was an absolute suppression of Martial Souls!

But even so, Shui Bing'er still offered a warning.

"Yang Teng! Admit defeat! Our spirit power consumption is massive, and we cannot precisely control its full power! You will die!"

Her words were not a threat, but a fact.

Martial Soul Fusion Skills possessed immense power, but they were difficult to consume and even harder to control afterward.

Yang Teng slowly raised his head, a thin layer of frost coating his face.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior."

His voice was not loud, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"But, I will win!"

The moment his words fell, the pitch-black, ten-thousand-year third spirit ring beneath his feet, which he had never used before, emerged.

"Watch out!"

"Third Spirit Skill!"

Yang Teng's voice was low and clear.

"Space Divine Slash!"

He swung his loosely clenched palm forward with a sudden, sharp motion!

A seven-colored, arc-shaped blade of light swept silently from his hand, causing the surrounding space to ripple.

The seven-colored light blade flew straight toward the massive, diving Ice Phoenix.

The distance between the two closed rapidly.

The ice and snow storm carried by the Ice Phoenix collided with the light blade first, but those razor-sharp snowflakes vanished into nothingness the moment they touched the distorted spatial force field surrounding the blade.

Just as the two were about to collide, something bizarre occurred.

Under the gaze of everyone present, that seven-colored light blade vanished into thin air!

It wasn't shattered, nor was it frozen; it simply disappeared without a trace, without any warning whatsoever.

"What?!"

Shui Yunxia's pupils constricted sharply, and alarm bells rang in her heart. With her perception as a Soul Saint, she hadn't even managed to track the trajectory or the destination of the vanishing blade!

Instinctively, she prepared to rush into the arena, her soul power already gathered in her palms, ready to save Yang Teng at all costs—the Ice Phoenix's attack would not stop just because the blade had vanished!

However, her arm was gently held back by a cool hand.

It was Gu Yena.

Gu Yena shook her head at her, her silver eyes calmly watching the arena as she spoke softly.

"Watch."

In the brief moment Shui Yunxia was stunned, the space above the Ice Phoenix rippled like water.

The next instant, the vanished seven-colored light blade appeared without warning a few meters directly above the Ice Phoenix, then slashed down vertically at a speed several times faster than before!

There was no deafening explosion, only a faint "crack."

The Ice Phoenix's massive body, condensed from ultimate ice.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound echoed—not an explosion, but the sound of a structure completely collapsing.

The massive body of the Ice Phoenix was sliced and disintegrated from within by that invisible spatial force, instantly shattering into countless ice crystals of various sizes.

The terrifying cold and energy shockwaves, capable of freezing a Soul King, dissipated along with it.

On the training ground, only crystalline ice shards remained, along with a shallow slash mark left by the invisible blade, extending from just in front of Yang Teng to the spot where the Ice Phoenix had once been.

The entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared at the scene, dumbfounded, their minds having almost ceased to function.

"A Soul Venerable broke the martial soul fusion skill of two Soul Ancestors?"

Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu suffered the backlash and collapsed to the ground almost simultaneously, falling into unconsciousness.

As for Yang Teng in the arena, after unleashing that earth-shattering "Space Divine Slash," he felt as if all his strength had been drained.

The color drained from his face, leaving it deathly pale. His body swayed, and unable to support himself any longer, he dropped to one knee.

Executing a ten-thousand-year soul skill, especially one with such powerful spatial attributes, was a massive drain on both his soul power and mental energy.

But the results were remarkable!

At this moment, a silver figure appeared behind him as if teleporting.

Gu Yena extended her fair palm and pressed it gently against Yang Teng's back.

A gentle, pure stream of energy, containing the most primordial life essence of heaven and earth, flowed into him, rapidly soothing his churning blood and his nearly parched meridians.

Yang Teng caught his breath. Without turning back, he tugged at the corner of his mouth. His voice was still a bit hoarse, but it had regained its familiar roguish tone.

"As expected of the Silver Dragon King... This healing, even the elements of heaven and earth obey you; it's far more effective than any recovery-type soul master."

Gu Yena did not respond, merely continuing to channel the gentle energy. Her silver eyes were lowered, hiding the emotions within.

Shui Yunxia had already flown into the arena at the first opportunity to check on Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu. After confirming they were merely exhausted and unconscious with no serious injuries, she let out a long sigh of relief.

When she looked back at the boy being supported by Gu Yena, whose complexion was already recovering, her gaze was complex to the extreme.