A Forest of Ice, Frost Lotuses in Bloom

No sooner had Mo Chen finished forming his sea-of-qi Lava Shield than countless Ice Spikes erupted across the entire arena floor.

Even the two earthen walls froze into solid blocks of ice, rooted in place and unable to move.

Mo Chen extended his divine sense. Sensing how quickly the Ice Spikes were growing, he poured another tenth of his dharma power into the shield.

The Lava Shield's fiery glow flared, and the magma churning across its surface thickened, forcing the cold back half a foot.

Fortunately, the Ice Spikes could not pierce the magma shield with its dual fire and earth attributes. Mo Chen felt a little reassured, but before he could catch his breath, he sensed Bai Weishuang bring out an Azure Short Blade and leap into the air, slashing down at him.

Well, damn!

So these Ice Spikes were meant to restrict my movements. They were only a feint.

Was this slash the real all-out attack?

Bai Weishuang truly was a seasoned fighter. An ordinary Qi Refining cultivator probably would have found no way to counter him.

But Mo Chen was no ordinary cultivator. Before embarking on the immortal path, he had witnessed countless martial experts sneak into Wenyuan Pavilion to steal books and clash with imperial palace experts. Later, in the Twin Crane Sect's Scripture Pavilion, he had also witnessed many disciples' battles over books.

Thus, after only a few thoughts flashed through his mind, Mo Chen had already found a countermeasure.

Silently reciting the formula for Vast Sea Blade Intent, he combined the Object-Manipulation Technique with his true qi to control the blade, forcing the short blade in Bai Weishuang's hand to veer aside.

The instant Mo Chen's mental power touched the blade, he felt how difficult it was to control.

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