Lu Ren frowned slightly at the sight. Mu Hanxue did not seem to have reached Seven Tribulation Transcendence. The gap in strength was too great.
"Emperor Lord Guiyi, you think that Ghost Path Puppet can stop me? You die today!"
A fierce aura erupted around Mu Hanxue. He stood like a peerless sovereign, dazzling and unmatched. A terrifying aura of calamity radiated from him, and even before a Ghost Path Puppet at Seven Tribulation Transcendence, his presence did not falter.
A sharp gleam flashed in the horse-faced elder's eyes. "As expected of a prodigy from the Nine Heavens and a centurion of the Azure Dragon Annihilation Camp."
"You know who I am?"
Mu Hanxue was startled.
"Anyone who becomes a centurion in an immortal camp is already quite famous. But in the end, you're only at Fifth Tribulation Transcendence."
The horse-faced elder stared at Mu Hanxue and shook his head.
Whoosh!
Before the horse-faced elder could finish, Mu Hanxue formed a seal with both hands.
In an instant, the sky turned bloodred. Terrifying cold gathered into a Blood-Colored Ice Mountain ten thousand feet tall, which descended from above to crush the horse-faced elder.
As Lu Ren watched the Blood-Colored Ice Mountain, he felt as though the blood in his body was about to freeze and stop flowing.
The horse-faced elder's expression changed. He had not expected Mu Hanxue to unleash such a terrifying Immortal Path Technique in an instant. He raised both hands to form a seal of his own.
But the blood in his body had begun to congeal. Unable to complete the seal, he could only desperately gather his Calamity Power into a palm strike and thrust it skyward.
Before the enormous palm print could reach the Blood-Colored Ice Mountain, it began to freeze, its power dwindling. At