The God King's wager
Snow Empress, of course, did not back down and directly raised her palm to meet the attack.
Extreme cold condensed in the palm of the hand.
[Emperor's Palm]!
At the same moment, strange dark purple patterns suddenly lit up in the gaps of the armor on the White Demon's chest and abdomen. The demonic power surged along the meridians of his shoulders and back to his right arm, and a row of sharp short thorns on the edge of his forearm armor snapped open. The muscles of his entire Demon Body were taut to the extreme, and his feet, which were supporting his weight, caused the hard black soil beneath his feet to collapse inward.
Bang!
Two Palm, one large and one small, collided in mid-air.
The moment they clashed, Xuan Zi felt a chill that pierced straight into his palm meridians.
He then discovered that the purplish-black magic power attached to the surface of the other party's ice armor was like a living thing, clinging tightly to his protective Soul Power and forcibly eroding inward.
Although the area affected by the erosion was small, it was not enough to truly break through his defenses given his solid foundation at Level 98. However, it strangely caused the Taotie Soul Power at the point where their palms touched to become stagnant and loose.
In a battle between masters, the slightest difference can change the course of the game.
Xuan Zi sensed something was wrong and was about to use his Soul Power to press back when the White Demon opposite him took the opportunity to step forward half a step.
She twisted her shoulders, back, and right arm simultaneously to generate force. The extreme cold force of the Emperor's Palm had not yet been completely neutralized, and then she was met head-on by this unreasonable close-range heavy blow.
Xuan Zi had originally intended to simply bypass the obstacle and grab the person, but the force he had hastily unleashed suddenly became strained. In addition, his injured left arm made it difficult to use his strength for balance, so he had to temporarily change his move, withdrawing his palm to dissipate the force, and his tall body took two steps back.
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Xuan Zi's wide, coarse cloth sleeve on his right arm bulged from the shock, and a layer of dazzling white frost rapidly climbed up the back of his right hand, spreading all the way to his wrist, before being forcibly shattered into ice powder by the powerful Soul Power erupting from his body.
On the other side, White Demon, who had taken a palm strike from a Level 98 Hyper Douluo, also plowed two furrows several feet long into the ground with his feet.
The ice armor covering the Palm shattered instantly, but the bone nails remained intact.
Snow Empress controlled her Demon Body to stabilize her lower body. With a slight turn of her wrist, the pure coldness from the Extreme Cold Ice Spring behind her surged in again, Entanglement her arm and instantly condensing into an ice armor once more.
Not far away, Yan Shaozhe had just used the Soul Power the Bright Phoenix to suppress the cold air invading his body and was preparing to spread his wings and press forward again when he looked up and saw that even Xuan Zi had been forced to retreat in the head-on collision. His forward steps slowed down for a moment.
Xuan Zi stopped two zhang away, shook his slightly numb right hand, and stared intently at the White Demon by the spring. The rage on his face was gradually replaced by surprise and doubt.
The Ultimate Cold that had just aroused the icy spring was already troublesome enough, but the sheer explosive power of the body when they actually collided at close range far exceeded his expectations.
Especially the strange, dark purple power at the last moment that could directly corrode and dissolve Soul Power —he had never even heard of it in his entire life.
At the edge of the spring, the White Demon slowly raised his right hand again.
The purplish-black demonic markings between her knuckles had not completely faded, and her emotionless, icy blue eyes, piercing through the drifting cold mist, remained coldly fixed on Xuan Zi's injured left shoulder.
Xuan Zi's breathing became slightly heavy, and he asked in a deep voice:
"What exactly are you? Evil Soul Master, or Soul Beast?!"
The White Demon stood by the spring, ignoring Xuan Zi's questioning.
Xuan Zi's face turned ugly. His gaze went past White Demon's shoulder and landed on Gu Mingyuan, who was calm and composed behind him. He felt a sense of unease.
To be fair, the Soul Power level of this strange Demon Body is not top-tier, only around level Level 95.
However, the Ultimate Cold emanating from it was unprecedented; it was Ultimate Ice.
Xuan Zi couldn't tell whether the monster was inherently this troublesome or whether the Extreme Cold Ice Spring behind it was providing it with a continuous boost.
Furthermore, with his left arm injured and Yan Shaozhe being countered by his elemental attributes, it seems unlikely that he can easily overcome these obstacles and defeat Gu Mingyuan.
Tang San, seeing the situation clearly, had a face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. In his heart, he cursed Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe, those two good-for-nothings, to the point of being unable to accomplish anything.
Two Hyper Douluo couldn't even defeat a Summoned Creature from a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor!
At the same time, his gaze towards Gu Mingyuan became increasingly wary. Since he couldn't take him by force in the short term, if he pushed this kid too far and he escaped the valley to spread the news, the trouble would be even greater.
Tang San suppressed his surging killing intent and said coldly, "Gu Mingyuan, is that right? Do you dare to make a bet with me?"
"Oh?"
"The God King's wager? Tell me about it."
Gu Mingyuan raised an eyebrow, feeling a little amused, while also secretly marveling at the immense boost the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well provided to the Snow Empress.
Guarding this Extreme Cold Ice Spring that has accumulated over ten thousand years is almost equivalent to giving the Snow Empress a natural extreme Extreme Cold Domain during battle. Otherwise, with the White Demon's current physical body, she really wouldn't be able to directly confront Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe.
Tang San put his hands behind his back, adopting the air of a patriarch, and said:
"Since you were able to pass the tests set by Youyou, you must be a descendant of the Tang Sect who has learned their teachings."
"Having joined the Tang Sect, you should know that our Tang Sect is renowned for its Hidden Weapons, supplemented by many unique skills, among which Spiritual Power and eyesight are of paramount importance."
He stared at Gu Mingyuan, his true intentions revealed:
"Since you refuse to accept my retraction of the order, then let's have a one-on-one contest of Spiritual Power."
"If you win, you can take whatever's in this Herb Garden today; but if you lose, you'd better leave behind all the Immortal Herb you picked earlier!"
The abacus clicked and clacked as it worked.
Although his physical body is weak in this life, his Divine Soul essence remains. In terms of Spiritual Power, who among those present can compare to the former Sea God?
Gu Mingyuan looked at the confident eight-year-old child and clicked his tongue:
"The God King- King is truly wise."
"However, is it possible that I'm already carrying the Immortal Herb and preparing to leave?"
"Win and you keep the status quo; lose and you have to pay everything. This is outrageous!"
Tang San's expression froze.
He never expected that this kid would not only be unprovoked but would also say such hurtful things in public. How could anyone in the world dare to refuse a bet proposed by a dignified God King like himself?
Just as Tang San's face turned pale and he was about to lash out, Gu Mingyuan suddenly took a step forward, withdrew White Demon's arm that was blocking his way, and said readily:
"Very well, since you insist on giving me your guidance, then let's see just how strong your Spiritual Power really is."
Tang San's tense brows instantly relaxed, and a cold smile rose in his heart.
As expected, the young and impetuous Soul Master could not escape his competitive spirit; no one could refuse a bet from the God King.
"Then watch closely!"