And just as they were fighting fiercely, in the distance, Titan Snow Demon King's huge figure like a mountain and Ice Bear King Xiaobai's violent roar could be heard faintly. However, they were also intercepted by the Wangsheng Hall and other Titled Douluo-level Nirvana Corpse, and a new battle broke out.
The entire Far North Core Area domain has turned into a chaotic and tragic super battlefield.
Dragon City, on top of the towering city wall.
Heavenly Dragon Douluo Yu Chonglou stood with his hands behind his back, his brocade robe embroidered with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon coat of arms rustling in the biting north wind.
He had a resolute face and lightning-like eyes, but at this moment he was frowning and looking into the depths of Extreme North.
There, there was originally only eternal coldness and silence, but now there was a faint fluctuation that made even the ninety-five-level Super Douluo feel palpitations.
It is not a clear sound, but a kind of "mania" and "sorrow" that permeates the elements of heaven and earth.
The subtle tremors in the space and the abnormal disorder of the Soul Power flow were like stones thrown into an ancient well, creating ripples in his calm inner lake.
"What a troubled time..."
He murmured to himself, his voice low, with a hint of unnoticeable worry.
He could feel that there was one or more battles going on in the far north that were far beyond his imagination.
The level of energy had already touched the limit of his understanding, and even... exceeded it.
Go and find out? This thought was extinguished just for a moment.
Extreme North was originally a restricted area for humans, but now it has become the center of an unknown and terrifying whirlpool.
As the leader of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, he is responsible for the rise and fall of the entire sect. How can he easily take risks out of curiosity? That is not brave, but stupid.
If you rush in rashly, you may never come back.
"Pass the order."
Yu Chonglou said in a deep voice without looking back.
"From now on, Dragon City has entered a state of martial law, and the defense and patrols of the northern city wall have been strengthened. All disciples are not allowed to leave the city without orders, especially in the direction of Far North."
"Yes, Master."
From the shadows, a respectful response came.
Yu Chonglou took one last deep look at the gloomy sky that seemed to be pregnant with a storm, turned around, and walked steadily down the city wall.
All he can do is persevere.
At the same time, Extreme North was on the outskirts, hundreds of miles away from the center of the storm.
"Boom--!!!"
Another loud, dull thunderous sound came from the distance. Even from such a long distance, it still hurt people's eardrums and made the ice beneath their feet tremble slightly.
The air is filled with violent ice elements and another residual aura full of divine majesty, which is suffocating.
Zhang Lexuan The blood on her beautiful face faded away, leaving only incomparable solemnity and horror.
She grabbed Yin Chen's wrist next to her, and her voice was urgent. "Let's go, get out of here immediately."
What college missions and Nirvana Corpse investigations seemed so insignificant at this moment.
The battle fluctuations coming from the distance made her soul tremble with every collision. It was destructive energy that could easily tear apart her Soul Douluo.
She couldn't even imagine what the two warring parties were like, Titled Douluo? I'm afraid it was far more than that.
Her only thought at the moment was to take Yin Chen and escape from this area that had turned into purgatory as quickly as possible.
Yin Chen was pulled by her and moved at high speed among the white snow and broken ice involuntarily.
Zhang Lexuan maximized the speed of Soul Douluo, turning his body into a blurry stream of light, flying almost close to the ground, trying to avoid the ice cliffs and huge ice cracks that were constantly collapsing due to the energy impact.
The wind and snow are blowing in your face, bringing with it a biting chill and chaotic energy fragments.
Yin Chen, amidst the bumps and rapids, his eyes fell on the side face of Zhang Lexuan in front of him with unusual calmness, which made the lines appear more flexible and graceful due to the tightness.
He could feel the slight wetness and force coming from her palms, which was a sign of high tension and worry.
"Sorry, Senior Sister."
Yin Chen said silently in his heart.
He couldn't just leave, he still had things to do.
The idea is set, Yin Chen takes action quietly.
His control of Soul Power has long been perfected, especially after he created the exquisite Airflow Taijutsu, his micro-control of his own energy is far beyond that of his peers.
When Zhang Lexuan was concentrating on sensing the violent and disturbed Soul Beast that might appear ahead, the four Soul Ring on Yin Chen were beyond the ordinary One of the Zs, the deep black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, flickered extremely covertly. The light was as weak as a candle in the wind, and was instantly annihilated in the protective Soul Power and the surrounding violent energy environment.
Fourth Soul Skill·Here and Now.
At this moment, only Yin Chen himself and the time ruler Istaroth in his mental space could feel an invisible "anchor" that was above ordinary cause and effect, being quietly thrown into the downstream of River of Time.
The "fruit" of his anchoring is very simple.
On the subsequent evacuation route, we encountered a large-scale Far North Soul Beast group that was difficult to break through quickly, causing serious obstacles to the journey.
First the effect and then the cause.
The threads of the world's rules began to gather and weave silently to ensure that this anchored "future" would definitely happen.
The moment Soul Skill started, Yin Chen clearly felt that the amount of Soul Power in his body suddenly decreased, and he even felt a slight sense of fatigue in his spirit.
Interfering with destiny, even if it is just to pry a small gap, the price will not be easy.
Almost at the same time, just as Zhang Lexuan and Yin Chen had just rounded a huge ice peak that was constantly sliding ice and snow due to vibrations, the originally relatively calm ice valley ahead suddenly changed.
"Ouch--!"
"Roar!!!"
"Hiss--!"
All kinds of shrill, frightening, and furious beast roars suddenly sounded from all directions.
The Far North Soul Beasts who were originally hiding in ice crevices, snow caves, or trembling with fear from the fluctuations of the battle, seemed to have received some kind of wrong signal at the same time, or were driven by some "inevitable" rules in the dark, and they rushed out of their hiding places crazily.
Ice Plain Wolf, Snow Demon Leopard, Ice Giant Python, Frost Wing Demon... thousands.
Most of them are thousand-year-old Soul Beast, but there are also several ten-thousand-year-level beings with fierce auras and huge bodies.
Their eyes were red, full of fear and aggression, and like a flood that burst a dam, they instantly blocked some of the smoothest evacuation routes in Zhang Lexuan's plan.
These Soul Beast are not specifically targeting them. They are more like running away like headless flies, colliding and biting each other. However, the huge number and the chaos that does not distinguish between friend and foe constitute the most dangerous obstacle.
Zhang Lexuan suddenly stopped and protected Yin Chen behind him, his expression became extremely ugly.
She looked around and saw that wherever she looked, there were moving shadows of beasts and flying snow dust, and the originally clear path was completely submerged.