Mountains and Rivers Turn Strange, Breath Like Winter
These thoughts brewed and swirled in Di Ai's mind, and reason gradually faded away, replaced by crazy ideas.
"Since fate has been unfair to me, I will fight for it with my own hands!"
Snap!
In Di Ai's room, a few bamboo skewers clipped to a book twitched, and one of them fell to the floor.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the same time, fifty miles away from Dingchang, two figures sped past, whistling through the air and bringing with them violent air currents and terrifying pressure!
On the ground, a herd of wild horses neighed and galloped wildly in chaos. Deep within the land, a deity resembling a pangolin was startled and its Divine Body darted towards the ground!
"Who's making this move? They have such power! They're affecting my incense offerings!"
This deity was completely different from the deities of the Central Plains. Its aura was elusive, giving it an unstable foundation, as if it were a floating duckweed. Its body emitted a blue Divine Radiance, revealing the power of Sixth Grade.
The god charged forward and landed on the ground, but what he saw next was a sky full of violent air currents!
Whoosh!
The airflow was dark and swift, and ordinary eyes could not see anything within it!
However, the Divine Eye is certainly not in this category; once the mind is focused, the scene in the wind becomes clear.
In the wind, a giant one-legged blue bird carried a person flying swiftly. The person was naked and drew a circle with one hand, forming an invisible ring. Things and creatures kept rushing out of the ring, some forming mountains, some forming rivers. The mountains and rivers blocked the way, lying across the sky.
Then, a series of strange creatures emerged, each one bizarre yet incredibly ferocious. As soon as they appeared, they unleashed a unique aura that spread for miles, stirring the air and making the air currents increasingly chaotic!
The strange landscape that blocked their way was a man sitting cross-legged on Immortal Crane. Dressed in a scholar's robe, his long gown fluttered in the wind, as if he were about to ride the wind to become an immortal!
The Immortal Crane was unlike any ordinary creature; its edges and lines danced and drifted, looking from afar like a stain of ink on paper!
Faced with the obstruction of mountains and rivers and numerous strange phenomena, the person riding the crane showed no panic whatsoever. He raised his hand and made a stroke, from which thick ink gushed forth. This ink was mysterious; even from a great distance, the deity on the ground could faintly sense the constantly pulsating energy within it!
True Essence and Divine Sense —this is the aura of a cultivator, its power surging so strong that even gods can sense its unwavering will from afar; rich Literary Thought also waft within, not just the Literary Thought of one person, but also the insights and experiences gained from the hearts of many scholars who have planted seeds.
What surprised and terrified the deity even more was that, in addition to True Essence and Divine Sense, the gaps in the thick ink were also filled with surging divine power!
Third Grade Divine Radiance!
Freeze Causality, Fleshly Regeneration!
However, this Divine Radiance also contained extraordinary insights, showing signs of attempting to reach a higher level. Unfortunately, it was limited by the worshippers and incense offerings, making a true breakthrough difficult. But after combining Divine Sense, True Essence, and rich Literary Thought, this gap was partially bridged, bringing the light infinitely close to the Second Grade!
Deep within that Divine Radiance, a faint yellow hue could be vaguely seen!
Yellow Divine Radiance, Second Grade deity!
The Second Grade rank, Divine Covenant and Law, bestows abundant blessings upon believers. Through sacrifices and blood offerings, the faith of believers is solidified, and their thoughts can be transformed into reality, manifested in avatars, and arranged according to Karma! Wherever the Divine Name goes, it is omnipresent!
This glimmer of divine Divine Radiance, infinitely close to the Second Grade, also revealed a similar technique: supported by Literary Thought inspiration, it burned its insights and understanding, merging them into the thick ink, transforming into a line of words.
"Silver Bottle Bursting, Water and Broth Spilling!"
After the text appeared, the strokes disintegrated. Driven by divine power, they rotated, changed, and recombined, eventually transforming into a crystal-clear, narrow-necked bottle. As the bottle tipped over, a violent burst of air erupted from its mouth, sucking in all the mountains, rivers, and strange beasts that blocked its path!
With this suction, the huge bottle began to shake, initially making a "clinking" sound inside. Then, the sound gradually changed, becoming more and more rounded, and slowly transformed from a clanging sound into the sound of flowing water, like the turning of lead and mercury!
A few breaths later, the bottle shattered!
Splash!
The explosion unleashed a torrent of blood, thick and viscous, spreading out in a blanket, like a pool of fresh blood being spilled onto the ground!
Instantly, a bloody and oppressive atmosphere descended upon the land. The herd of raging wild horses paused, no longer neighing, but instead collapsing to the ground!
The pangolin-like deity was also enveloped by the heavy pressure, and the flow of its divine power became sluggish, causing the distant incense offerings to come to a standstill!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Blood gushed out, about to fall to the ground, when at that moment, the person sitting on the Immortal Crane suddenly swung his arm, his brush paused, and more ink flew out, transforming into the phrase "Iron Cavalry Bursting Forth, Blades and Spears Ringing" in mid-air.
As the strokes disintegrated and reassembled, they actually drew the blood that filled the sky to converge, constantly splitting and coalescing, transforming into imposing iron-clad guards who stepped through the air and roared as they charged forward!
From them, one could vaguely sense a completely different aura, similar to that of many strange creatures before!
The soldiers instantly attacked from behind the man riding the one-legged bird, their weapons flying from their hands, ready to pierce the man!
But at the critical moment, the man waved his hand again and drew a circle, forming another ring, from which a deafening roar came out!
Roar!
The sound alone resounded in all directions. The source of the sound was nowhere to be seen. The sound waves alone solidified into a physical form, shaking the four directions and spanning heaven and earth. The wild horses on the ground immediately trembled, and some even had their eardrums ruptured, rolling on the ground in pain, but dared not neigh!
The first to be hit were the guards formed from blood, which were completely disintegrated by the sound and turned back into blood, rolling down with a "splash".
Immediately afterward, a blowing sound came from the ring, and a gust of cold wind surged out from the ring, instantly making the surroundings icy cold. Snowflakes even flew in the wind, causing snow to fly around as soon as it appeared!
Crackling! Crackling!
A stiff sound rang out, and the scattered blood quickly congealed into chunks of solid ice that fell down, smashing into the wild horse herd and causing chaos once again. Several strong wild horses were smashed into mincemeat!
This was not the end. The solid ice was formed from blood, which contained many indescribable powers of life. Although it was frozen, it did not dissipate. After the wild horse was crushed to death, this power slowly spread out and invaded the broken and scattered flesh and bones.
The flesh twitched, releasing a strange aura that even affected the pangolin-like deity, causing it to turn around and burrow back underground to hide!
However, along with the flying snow came a terrifying pressure. Although the deity could burrow into the ground and avoid the falling chunks of ice containing strange power, it could not escape this pressure!
Under the oppressive force, this Sixth-Rank Deity was Divine Body by an unknown aura, and trembled like a mortal. From the oppressive force, he sensed an ancient, ancient, and vicissitude-ridden will.
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
The same ancient will also appeared in Qiu Yan's consciousness. Unlike the Sixth-Rank Deity who only encountered the aftermath, Qiu Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the Immortal Crane, was the first to be hit. The violent cold current, accompanied by a blizzard, rushed over without any hindrance!
The scene that the deity saw was exactly the scene of Qiu Yan chasing after the Left Wise King. The Left Wise King was in front, drawing circles with his hand and constantly releasing strange things. This situation was extremely bizarre and obviously hid some kind of mystery, but Qiu Yan did not have time to investigate or think about it. Instead, he resisted and fought back from time to time.
From afar, a bone-chilling aura swept over them. Even Qiu Yan dared not resist rashly. With a thought, he cast aside the ancient will, and the wings of the Immortal Crane beneath him flapped, carrying him through the air in a few turns, nimble and light, dodging the raging, cold blizzard!
However, the icy air currents seemed to possess a spirit, constantly surging out from the circle drawn by the Left Wise King. Instead of scattering, they twisted into a single stream. This continuous icy air was like a giant python stretching across the sky, winding and turning in the air as it chased after the Immortal Crane!
However, each time the giant icy python twisted and changed direction, it left a trail of icy aura in the air. After a few breaths, the icy aura had spread across the sky, like a spider weaving a web, slowly squeezing and eliminating the gaps in the Immortal Crane's flight, creating a situation that Qiu Yan could not dodge!
"Oh? This icy chill can even freeze the air!" Qiu Yan sat cross-legged on the Immortal Crane, moving with it, sometimes hanging upside down and tilting. During this process, he also continuously released his senses, trying to investigate the true nature of the chill. The final result was quite astonishing. His senses were actually frozen by the chill, turning into a thin icicle!
"Even thoughts can be frozen. If flesh and bones are tainted, the consequences are unimaginable." Although Qiu Yan's Fleshly Body is formidable in combat, in terms of cultivation level, it is still only at the Third Realm. Whether it is his Divine Soul or Golden Core, he must rely on his Fleshly Body as a raft to cross the world to act. If it is frozen, then everything will be over.
"I just don't know if this terrifying freezing power can be suppressed by the Human Path Order!" This thought flashed through Qiu Yan's mind, but Law Seals. He chased after the Left Wise King and flew quite a distance, but the Left Wise King's body kept releasing the aura of Black Dragon, and the Human Path Order along the way retreated when it encountered it!
Qiu Yan had never encountered such a situation before, and he was unable to mobilize the Force of Order. However, in contrast, he was also unable to use the power of the Left Wise King. Moreover, although the other party was physically strong, it was clear that his Divine Ability abilities were not high, and he was only at the level of an ordinary person. He could not be considered a cultivator, but this did not make it difficult for him to fight against Qiu Yan.
"This Left Wise King has many secrets! If we can figure them out, not to mention anything else, just the mystery of how he Human Path Order retreat would be a major gain! In addition, his method of drawing circles is also very strange, seemingly a kind of summoning method!" Qiu Yan's mind raced as he watched the Left Wise King fly away on a bird.
Click! Click! Click!
Just then, the Immortal Crane suddenly made a clear sound, its wings froze, and its speed suddenly decreased!
The icy air spread in the blink of an eye!