Spirit Hall Team Defeated, Spirit Hall Fusion Nearing Soul Emperor

On the stage, Ao Tian tilted his head back and looked at the Ice Fire Phoenix coiled in midair, unprecedented shock churning in his gray pupils.

"Is this what you called... water and fire in harmony?"

He murmured under his breath, then suddenly clenched his teeth, his pupils contracting as he erupted with the fierce aura of a Soul King.

"Everyone, listen up!"

Ao Tian's voice exploded like thunder, shaking the entire stage with its echo.

"Hu Liena! Xie Yue! Use your Martial Soul Fusion immediately!"

"The other four, charge head-on with me. Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill can't last long. As long as we survive this wave, victory is ours!"

The four Spirit Hall team members did not hesitate in the slightest. They released their soul rings at the same time, and surging soul power intertwined into a dazzling curtain of light as they pounced toward the embracing figures of ice and fire at the center.

Hu Liena and Xie Yue exchanged a glance. Without needing another word, the siblings released their martial souls in the same instant.

Xie Yue's Moon Blade and Hu Liena's fox tails swelled at once. Their two figures crossed and entwined in the radiance, transforming into a phantomlike fusion whose reality was hard to distinguish from illusion, its aura soaring abruptly to the late Soul Ancestor level.

Eight figures closed in from three sides, pouring forward like a flood.

And yet.

Li Qinglian did not move.

Shui Bing'er's fingers, wrapped around him from the front, tightened slightly as she poured the Ultimate Ice soul power in her body without reserve into the circuit between the two of them.

Li Qinglian took a deep breath, and the Golden Roc Wings behind him suddenly spread wide, carrying the two of them off the ground and into midair.

The enormous wings of the Ice Fire Phoenix abruptly folded above their heads, falling silent for an instant like thunderclouds swollen with lightning.

Then.

The phoenix wings opened.

"Ice Fire Phoenix Dance, Bipolar Annihilation."

The voice was not loud, yet it spread clearly through the entire arena.

In that instant, heaven and earth fell silent.

Crimson-gold fire feathers and ice-blue feather blades poured out from the Ice Fire Phoenix's wings at the same time.

The two completely opposite energies automatically intertwined and spiraled the instant they left the wings.

Fire borrowed the momentum of ice, and ice carried the might of fire.

Where they collided, layer upon layer of blue and red ripples exploded outward, as though dyeing the entire sky into a sheet of two-colored glass.

Where the fire feathers fell, the stone slabs melted into crimson lava.

Where the ice blades swept past, the air froze into visible white ice crystals.

Fire and ice switched back and forth within an extremely short range, bombarding in turns and instantly engulfing the Spirit Hall team's charging formation in a devastating two-colored storm.

The four Soul Ancestors at the very front bore the brunt of it.

A defense-type Soul Master raised both arms high and propped up a thick rock-wall barrier, but the power of Ice Fire Phoenix Dance far exceeded his imagination. The instant the crimson-gold fire feathers melted through the rock wall, the ice-blue feather blades poured through the cracks, freezing half his body until it lost all feeling. He staggered backward, only to be knocked to the ground by a fire wave that erupted beneath his feet, his soul power shield shattering like a spiderweb.

Another agility-attack-type Soul Master tried to rely on speed to circle around the edge of the storm, but every ice blade carried an aura that locked on as though tracking her. Even after changing direction three times, she still failed to shake them off. In the end, a fire feather brushed past her shoulder, instantly scorching her team uniform black, and the searing wave blasted her backward.

The remaining two only managed to hold out for a few breaths before the alternating extreme cold and extreme heat forced them back step by step. Their soul power was consumed wildly amid the rapid switches between the two extreme environments; the collapse of their defenses was only a matter of time.

At the edge of the VIP platform, several Title Douluo of Spirit Hall rose almost at the same time.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's expression shifted slightly. With a wave of his hand, a golden soul power barrier extended from the side of the field, sweeping three team members who had already lost the ability to fight out of the arena. Ghost Douluo followed close behind, catching the fourth team member whose entire body had gone rigid from the freezing cold, his expression grave as he glanced at the giant bird on the stage that was still continuously releasing ice and fire feather blades.

"The fourth one..."

He said in a low voice.

And on the stage, the storm was still spreading.

Hu Liena and Xie Yue's Martial Soul Fusion tried to cut in from the side, their phantomlike form weaving and dodging through the gaps between the fire feathers and ice blades. But the coverage of Ice Fire Phoenix Dance was simply too astonishing. Those openings that seemed to leave gaps would be instantly filled by new fire feathers or ice blades as soon as the two approached. Xie Yue's Moon Blade cleaved apart seven incoming ice blades in a row, and the webbing between his thumb and forefinger had already gone numb from the impact.

"No good! It's too dense."

Xie Yue gritted his teeth and growled, his figure retreating rapidly.

Hu Liena retreated a step faster than him, her foxlike eyes filled with shock.

Her power of charm had no use at all in this moment.

That enormous Ice Fire Phoenix was completely unaffected by mental-type soul skills. It simply, frenziedly poured out the destructive power of ice and fire, and all her evasion skills seemed stretched thin before such a wide-range, saturation-style assault.

A crimson-gold fire feather grazed past the side of her face, the scorching heat wave burning the base of her ear red.

Immediately after, three ice blades sealed off her retreat. She had no choice but to roll backward with all her strength, and before she tumbled out of the arena, a gentle soul power supported her back. Chrysanthemum Douluo was already standing at the edge of the field.

"Nana. You should withdraw."

When Hu Liena landed, she dropped to one knee, panting heavily as she raised her head and looked toward the young man and young woman in midair, wreathed in the halo of ice and fire, her gaze indescribably complicated.

And the last person still standing on the stage was Ao Tian.

Boom, boom, boom!

The captain of the Spirit Hall team stood at the very center of the storm, the Destruction Spear spinning at high speed in front of him as it continuously blocked the ice and fire feather blades.

"I'm not giving up. Just hold on a little longer."

"They only needed to hold on a little longer, and the martial soul fusion would collapse because they ran out of soul power."

Ao Tian gritted his teeth.

His soul power was draining away at a terrifying speed. The Black Steel Protective Armor covering his entire body had already been charred black and cracked, and large fragments of armor broke loose and scattered with every fresh impact.

After six rounds of alternating bombardment from ice and fire feather blades, the Destruction Spear in his hand finally let out an overwhelmed wail, fine cracks spreading across its shaft.

Then the next volley arrived.

Twelve fire feathers and nine ice blades swept through the gaps in his defense from different angles at the same time.

Ao Tian's pupils contracted sharply. With a furious roar, he poured the last trace of his soul power into the spear and swept out a gray spear radiance, trying to shatter that lethal ice and fire.

But the spear radiance was melted through the instant it touched one of the fire feathers. Immediately after, three ice blades pierced his protective soul power and struck three cracks in the armor on his chest with pinpoint accuracy.

The armor shattered.

Ao Tian toppled backward, his feet carving two deep furrows into the stage as he retreated to the edge, where Chrysanthemum Douluo pressed one hand firmly against his back to steady him.

He lowered his head and glanced at the frost and scorch marks covering his body, then looked up at the Ice Fire Phoenix still hovering in midair with its wings spread wide and its aura surging. His throat moved.

"I lost."

A bitter smile tugged at the corner of Ao Tian's mouth.

He had led the Spirit Hall team, and lost.

He was a Soul King, that was true. But Li Qinglian and Shui Bing'er in this state already possessed power close to that of a Soul Emperor. It was too terrifying.

Ultimate Ice and Ultimate Fire were already terrifying enough.

But the alternating cycle of ultimate ice and fire was what was truly frightening.

A human body could hardly withstand such rapid, alternating impacts of ice and fire.