Qian Chen Makes a Dominating Move, Shui Bing'er Is Shocked!

Several students instantly went pale.

"A ten-thousand-year Soul Beast!"

"It's an Ice Red-Chain Snake!"

The Ice Red-Chain Snake opened its bloodied maw.

Viscous saliva dripped from its fangs, freezing into ice the moment it landed on the snow.

Shui Xinlian immediately stepped in front of the students.

The calmness she had shown earlier was gone from her face.

This Ice Red-Chain Snake had at least fifteen thousand years of cultivation. By all rights, it should have been in the core region, yet it had appeared on the outskirts today.

She was only level fifty-nine.

Even if she went all out, she could never defeat such a ferocious Soul Beast.

"Run!"

Five soul rings rose beneath Shui Xinlian's feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black.

A mass of blue water gathered behind her, forming into a slender fish tail.

Shui Bing'er did not hesitate.

She grabbed Shui Yue'er and led the other students back the way they had come.

"Stay close to me!"

"Don't get separated!"

The Ice Red-Chain Snake twisted its enormous body, effortlessly smashing apart the hard ice rocks beside it.

It raised its head.

The energy of heaven and earth in the surroundings frantically gathered in its mouth.

A mass of bluish-white light rapidly took shape.

Shui Xinlian looked back, and her expression changed drastically.

"Frost Breath!"

The Ice Red-Chain Snake suddenly lowered its head.

A bluish-white torrent erupted from its mouth.

The snow along its path froze one patch after another, and even the falling snowflakes were suspended in midair.

Shui Xinlian stepped forward.

Her fifth soul ring suddenly lit up.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Frost Barrier!"

A great volume of water surged from behind her.

The water rapidly froze, forming a semicircular curtain of ice that covered all the students within.

The Frost Breath descended immediately afterward.

Boom!

The bluish-white icy current continuously battered the Frost Barrier.

Cracks spread from the center of the ice curtain.

In only moments, Shui Xinlian's fifth soul skill shattered completely.

The remaining icy current swept through.

Shui Xinlian maintained her defensive stance as a thick layer of ice rapidly covered her body.

Just as Shui Bing'er wanted to go forward and help, frost froze her legs.

The chill spread upward from her waist.

Before she could even summon her martial soul, her entire body had already been sealed in ice.

Shui Yue'er and the other students were unable to escape as well.

Human-shaped ice sculptures appeared across the snowy ground.

Inside the solid ice.

Shui Bing'er tried to circulate her Soul Power.

But the cold had invaded her meridians, and the Soul Power within her moved exceedingly slowly.

She could only barely move her eyes.

Shui Xinlian was also struggling against the ice.

Her level fifty-nine Soul Power erupted again and again, yet only a few tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the ice.

The Ice Red-Chain Snake was already slithering toward them.

Its thick body crushed the snow beneath it, its crimson belly markings constantly contracting.

Its two ghostly white fangs drew closer and closer.

It did not immediately swallow its prey.

Its vertical pupils swept across the ice sculptures, seemingly selecting which meal to eat first.

Shui Yue'er's face was filled with terror.

She desperately tried to move her arm, but her body would not obey her at all.

The other students were equally overcome by despair.

The Ice Red-Chain Snake arrived before Shui Bing'er.

Its head lowered slightly.

The stench mixed with cold air seeped through the cracks in the ice and struck Shui Bing'er's face.

As Shui Bing'er stared at the fangs so close before her, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

"Big Sister..."

Shui Yue'er wanted to break through the ice.

But she could not utter even a single word.

Just as the Ice Red-Chain Snake was about to open its mouth.

A figure slowly approached from the distance.

The newcomer looked to be only around twelve years old as well.

A snow-white brocade robe fitted his tall, straight frame, while exquisite silver patterns were embroidered along the collar and cuffs.

His long black hair was tied behind his head, faint purple-gold radiance flowing through it.

The wind and snow filling the sky fell around him, yet never touched even the corner of his robe.

Qian Chen stepped across the snow.

His fair face was strikingly handsome, almost otherworldly.

His features seemed meticulously carved. Between his brows was both the refined handsomeness befitting his age and a maturity and steadiness far beyond his peers.

That composed bearing made him particularly eye-catching amid the boundless snowfield.

Shui Bing'er saw Qian Chen as well.

She did not feel relieved simply because someone had appeared.

They were about the same age.

Even if Qian Chen possessed Soul Power, how could he possibly withstand a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast?

Shui Bing'er struggled against the solid ice.

A tiny crack split open in the ice.

"Go... quickly!"

Qian Chen stopped walking.

He ignored Shui Bing'er's warning and merely examined the Ice Red-Chain Snake carefully.

"Another new face."

"No wonder you didn't run when you saw me."

Most ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts in the core region of the Far North knew Qian Chen.

The moment those Soul Beasts saw his white brocade robe, they would immediately turn and flee.

The Ice Red-Chain Snake had clearly only recently migrated here.

It had never seen Qian Chen, so naturally, it did not know what the person before it represented.

The Ice Red-Chain Snake slowly turned its head.

Having been interrupted while eating, its vertical pupils were filled with ferocity.

Its enormous tail lashed across the ground.

A vast sheet of ice exploded on the spot.

The snake's tail carried terrifying force as it swept straight toward Qian Chen's waist.

Despair appeared in the eyes of Skywater Academy's group once more.

At such close range.

There was no way to dodge it.

Qian Chen stood where he was, with no intention of even taking a step back.

A stream of Soul Power slowly flowed from his body.

Level thirty.

Level forty.

Level fifty.

The fluctuations of his Soul Power continued to rise.

Only upon reaching level fifty-eight did they finally stop.

Shui Xinlian's eyes widened.

Her gaze fell upon Qian Chen's handsome face, and she could not look away for a long while.

Level fifty-eight Soul Power!

Even seeing it with her own eyes, she still could not believe it.

The students from Skywater Academy were dumbstruck as well.

They had originally believed Shui Bing'er to be the continent's greatest genius.

Yet this person close to their age was already a level fifty-eight Soul King!

The fear in Shui Yue'er's eyes rapidly faded.

As she looked at the white-robed figure amid the wind and snow, a bright gleam gradually appeared in her eyes.

Shui Bing'er was equally stunned.

From the day she awakened her martial soul at the age of six, she had always borne the title of Skywater Academy's greatest genius.

All her instructors believed that she would surely become a Titled Douluo in the future.

That talent had once made Shui Bing'er proud.

But before Qian Chen, everything she had achieved in the past seemed insignificant.

But...

Soul Power Level did not represent actual combat strength.

A level fifty-eight Soul King still faced an immense gap against a ten-thousand-year Ice Red-Chain Snake.

The snake's tail had already reached Qian Chen.

Qian Chen raised his right hand.

He did not summon his martial soul, nor did he use a soul skill.

That long, fair hand struck directly against the Ice Red-Chain Snake's tail.

Bang!

The sweeping snake tail abruptly stopped.

A ring of air exploded from the point of impact.

The surrounding snow was hurled high into the air, revealing the deep-blue ice beneath.

Qian Chen gently pushed with his palm.

The Ice Red-Chain Snake's enormous body immediately flew away.

It smashed through several ice pillars in succession, then rolled dozens of meters across the snowfield before finally plunging headfirst into a thick snowdrift.

Qian Chen dusted off his hands.

The residual energy from the earlier Frost Breath was also casually dispersed by him.

Shui Xinlian stopped struggling against the ice.

She stared blankly at Qian Chen, with only one thought left in her mind.

Was this child truly a level fifty-eight Soul King?

The Ice Red-Chain Snake possessed more than fifteen thousand years of cultivation.

Even she could not possibly send it flying with a single palm strike.