Severely Wounded

"Frost Giant Soldier!" Xiao Han shouted, and three illusory figures in mid-air gradually solidified, then suddenly rushed towards Yao Wangui and his two companions.

"Boom!" A violent collision sounded, and a crack appeared in the sky.

"Damn it, what is that thing?" Everyone stared solemnly at the huge, expressionless figure that exuded Cold Qi.

Compared to Yao Wangui and his two companions whom he had never seen before, Hun Miesheng frowned as he looked at the three ice warriors that Xiao Han had conjured and couldn't help but exclaim, "I didn't expect your move to have reached this level."

Although these three Frost Giant Soldiers were only around the Mid-Stage Three-Star Dou Saint, they were enough to hold off Yao Wangui and the others, a far cry from the cannon fodder of the past.

Xiao Han sneered, "Hun Miesheng, how about we take a gamble and see if those three can actually help you in time?"

Hun Miesheng's expression also became much more serious. He couldn't possibly be a match for the Ice Saint in a one-on-one fight, so the only option now was...

Delay! Delay until reinforcements arrive.

Xiao Han smiled coldly, gathering Cold Qi in his hand to form a Mystic Ice Spear. He casually twirled the spear, then charged towards Hun Miesheng with murderous intent.

In an instant, they arrived before Hun Miesheng, whose childlike eyes shrank, his body shrouded in black mist. "Soul Devouring Seal!"

A greyish-black handprint gathered in his palm, hastily used to block the attack, "Suppress!"

The two sides clashed immediately, and then engaged in hundreds of rounds of combat in a short period of time.

But that was all the Hun Miesheng could achieve. In the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, it was already showing signs of defeat, barely able to defend itself. If it couldn't escape or wait for reinforcements to arrive, it would probably perish here.

Meanwhile, the onlookers in the distance were secretly shocked. "Good heavens, this Ice Saint is too formidable!"

It's common knowledge that Hun Miesheng is difficult to deal with; even powerful beings of the same level from Ancient Races are reluctant to provoke him. Today, he's finally met a formidable opponent.

While amazed, I was also relieved that I hadn't offended the Five-Star Dou Sheng, the Ice Saint, for the sake of a Three-Star Dou Sheng puppet.

This guy is ruthless and talkative!

However, at that moment, a shocking change occurred!

As Xiao Han was fighting Hun Miesheng, just as he was about to pierce him with a single spear thrust, suddenly... a dark shadow appeared beside him.

Xiao Han's expression changed slightly. With a thought, ice armor appeared around his body, and he twisted his waist at the same time...

The blade drew bright sparks on Xiao Han's Frost Armor. Xiao Han's expression turned cold, but before he could react, the black figure disappeared again.

Taking advantage of Xiao Han's distraction while he was dodging, Hun Miesheng suddenly unleashed his power, forcing Xiao Han back with a single palm strike.

Xiao Han looked at the knife mark on his side in surprise, his face turning cold. It was indeed interesting that someone could go undetected by his senses.

But...

"Shadow Prison?" Xiao Han looked at Hun Miesheng, as if seeking confirmation. In Xiao Han, only that force could be so proficient in such concealment and assassination techniques, and possess such strong Dou Qi cultivation.

But he was destined to receive no answer. Hun Miesheng remained silent, his heart filled with disappointment. The killing move he had thought would inflict a heavy blow on his opponent had failed to achieve its intended purpose.

It should be noted that Hun Miesheng went to great lengths to persuade this powerful figure from Shadow Prison, all in order to severely injure or even assassinate this Ice Saint who had always been an enemy of their Soul Hall at a crucial moment.

However, Hun Miesheng's mentality was relatively stable.

The next moment, he composed himself and continued to attack Xiao Han. If there was no opening, he would create one. The battle between Yao Wangui and the other two was about to come to an end. The once majestic Frost Giant Soldier was now in ruins. If this dragged on, the Ice Saint would surely die.

Xiao Han, however, seemed oblivious, as he was also locked in a fierce battle with Hun Miesheng and the powerful figure from Shadow Prison.

The battle continued as before, with Hun Miesheng quickly falling into a disadvantageous position. However, to outsiders, Xiao Han appeared to be fighting with his hands tied, constantly having to dodge and defend against deadly attacks from tricky angles.

"Shadow Prison experts are terrifying!" The group of experts watching from afar felt a chill in their hearts. Seeing the black shadows that flashed by from time to time, and the Ice Saint seemed a little flustered, the deterrent power of the Shadow Prison Assassin was raised to another level.

Shadow Prison is an extremely ancient assassination organization in Central Plains. If we trace its history back to thousands of years ago, it might be traced back to that time.

The profession of assassin exists in almost every world, and Shadow Prison is the most steadfast assassin organization in Central Plains and even the entire Fierce Qi Continent.

Although talented people emerge in every generation, assassin organizations that kill for profit are bound to incur public wrath and be attacked by the masses.

Almost every era has had some extremely famous assassin organizations that flourished for a time, only to be "justly eliminated" by others.

But the biggest exception among them is Shadow Prison, an organization that has stood for thousands of years and is extremely mysterious.

Originally, many powerful individuals did not take Shadow Prison seriously, considering it merely a clandestine assassin organization. Even if it knew some survival techniques, it posed no threat to them.

However, this time I really learned something new.

The Ice Saint's disheveled state was not due to a lack of strength; on the contrary, it was a miracle that he could hold out for so long without showing signs of weakness.

After calculating their own fates, the group arrived at a chilling conclusion—certain death was inevitable. Anyone caught off guard and struck unexpectedly in a fight could easily defend themselves.

At this moment, Xiao Han, who was in a "disheveled" state, almost yawned. Although this Shadow Prison expert was indeed somewhat interesting at the beginning, and even he almost fell for his trick.

However, they forgot the principle of an assassin: strike once and retreat immediately. Did they really think they could go on a rampage?

Based on the few times he had just made his move, Xiao Han had already pinpointed his location, but he had no intention of killing this Dou Sheng.

Assassin organizations are quite troublesome; the best course of action is to follow the trail and eradicate them completely. He's also quite interested to see just how much revenue a killer organization with a history spanning thousands of years can bring to the Langya Pavilion.

Seeing that the Frost Giant Soldier was almost completely destroyed, Xiao Han revealed a sinister smile, which sent a chill down the spine of Hun Miesheng, who was fighting against him.

"Mystic Ice Killing Domain!"

At this moment, Xiao Han slightly turned his body, bent his palm into a claw, and a suction force surged in his palm, firmly imprisoning the Shadow Prison Assassin who had been attacking him.

"Hey, don't be so surprised!" Seeing the other person's shocked and angry eyes, Xiao Han smiled nonchalantly, "Some things have consequences."

As soon as Xiao Han finished speaking, a fierce snowstorm suddenly appeared in the original yellow sand world, and endless frost surrounded the battlefield of Xiao Han and the other two.

Meanwhile, the powerful figures watching from afar frowned. The endless snowstorm greatly hindered their perception. However, before they could get any closer, an opaque sphere appeared before them.

Left behind were Yao Wangui and his two companions, all looking shocked, along with a group of powerful individuals.

"Is this the signature Dou Techniques of the Ice Saint?" Xiao Han asked. Some information was almost public knowledge in the Central Plains, and the most threatening to the strong was this Dou Techniques that looked like a sphere when it was used.

Almost everyone who entered perished. The few survivors were perhaps the Hun Miesheng and the Soul Demon Old Man.

Just as everyone was speculating about the details of the battle, two disheveled figures rushed out. One of them was dressed in a black robe that covered him completely, but it was visibly missing his right arm.

As soon as it rushed out, it disappeared into the shadows and vanished from everyone's sight.

The other one was Hun Miesheng, covered in blood, like a blood-soaked figure. The blood seemed to be frozen and even had a slight sheen. He was shivering all over.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, they desperately fled, not even having time to tear open space.

"This..." Seeing the two miserable figures in the distance, Yao Wangui and the other two didn't hesitate and quickly fled. Especially Yao Wangui, who still needed to bring back the Nine Netherworld Wind Flame from his clan.

Since you can't earn extra money, why bother with these underhanded tactics?

"Young? Everyone's here!" Just as the others were looking at the group of people who were practically outlaws with complicated expressions, a mocking voice rang out.