Chapter 605 Confrontation

After hearing the instructions from the Eight Heavenly Lords, the eyes of the Black and White Heavenly Lords under their hoods met instantly, and they reached a tacit understanding without words.

The aura around the two men suddenly surged, and black and white lights shot up into the sky like lightning, and the space beneath their feet twisted into a vortex.

With the sound of their clothes rustling, they galloped away into the distance without looking back, and their figures turned into two cold stars in the sky in an instant.

"This information must be transmitted back to the Soul Palace as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles!" The voice under the black robe was wrapped in the wind, and the jade slip in the white shadow's hand glowed faintly, and Xiao Ling's terrifying strength was quickly engraved on it.

"With our six-star Dou Zun cultivation, staying here will only increase casualties."

The black shadow tore open a crack in the void, and a bone-chilling gale whistled out, "When the Palace Master arrives, I will make Xiao Ling pay the price!"

Seeing the Black and White Heavenly Lord's escape light disappear into the sky, the Ninth Heavenly Lord's brows tightened like a knife, and his ten bony fingers changed hand seals rapidly, and each flip brought up a cold mist.

"Congeal!"

The loud shout that burst out from his throat was like a loud thunder, and the sound waves caused ripples in the void.

As the shout fell, the strange raindrops that were originally suspended in the air suddenly trembled violently, like thousands of silver needles pulled by invisible silk threads, turning into a dark blue torrent with the sound of breaking through the air.

The raindrops swept out with bone-chilling coldness. Wherever they passed, the air condensed into frost and a huge hole was torn in the clouds.

In the swirling black fog surrounding Jiu Tianzun, a hundred-foot rainball took shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Weird patterns flowed on the surface of this azure energy body, and every ripple contained the power to corrode everything. The moment the rocks of the mountains below came into contact with it, they melted with a sizzling sound and emitted bursts of white smoke.

The hundred-foot rainball was suspended in the air, and the flowing blue light was so bright that people could not open their eyes.

As it slowly turned, the space twisted like a boiling lake and the air around it was squeezed out, making a sharp explosion.

The tremendous energy spread out like a substance, and the beasts in the mountains below fled in terror. Even the ancient trees that had been rooted for thousands of years trembled under this pressure.

As soon as the rain ball took shape, the Eighth Heavenly Lord immediately raised his hand, and a dense white mist rose from his palm. The extremely cold air turned into a substantial ice dragon, howling and wrapping around the surface of the rain ball.

"Crack--" The sound of ice cracking resounded throughout the world, and spider-web-like ice crystals spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, swallowing up all the blue light.

In the blink of an eye, the rainball had turned into a huge ice ball. The energy inside was surging wildly, making the ice layer transparent, as if it would burst in the next second.

The surface of the ice ball kept bulging and caving in, and every vibration made the space groan as if it could not bear the weight.

The frozen raindrops in the ice layer flashed with strange and faint light, which was intertwined with the black fog lingering outside the ice layer, forming a heart-pounding picture.

The temperature of the entire world dropped suddenly to freezing point, and even the flames around Xiao Ling were affected by the cold and were not as hot as before.

Above the sky, a hundred-foot-wide ice ball was emitting a cold light that was a mixture of dark blue and frosty white. The energy inside was rushing around like a trapped beast, making the ice layer almost transparent.

The killing moves performed by the two top Soul Palace masters together, every tremor made the space wail under the heavy burden, the air within a ten-mile radius was squeezed and distorted, and even the birds circling in the sky were shaken to the ground and died by the invisible pressure.

On the dragon's spine of the Sky-Splitting Throne, Mu Qingluan's jade flute made a buzzing sound while trembling.

Looking at the terrifying ice ball that was powerful enough to tear the sky and earth apart, his face showed an expression of worry that was difficult to conceal: "Such a terrifying power, Senior Brother, you must be safe and sound..."

Before he could finish his words, Rayquaza let out an uneasy roar, and its huge body quickly retreated like an arrow.

The giant beast's dark scales glowed with a defensive glow, but it still subconsciously protected the girl on its back in a safer place. Although it was not afraid of the aftermath of the energy, Mu Qingluan, who had not yet broken through to the Dou Zun level, was nothing more than a candle in the wind under this devastating attack.

"Back then, I was defeated by Yao Chen from your Xingyun Pavilion, but that old guy also died under the scheme of our Soul Palace."

After the Eighth Heavenly Lord transformed the rainball into an ice ball, his face turned sickly pale, and he obviously couldn't bear the energy. Even his voice was hoarse and gasping.
"I wonder if you, the rising star of the Xingyun Pavilion, have the ability to withstand the combined attack of the two of us today! It can be considered as paying back for the loss you suffered at the hands of that old guy."

The roar of the Eight Heavenly Lords was like thunder that exploded across heaven and earth, shaking even the clouds.

However, Xiao Ling only raised his eyebrows slightly, with no ripples in his blue eyes, his clothes fluttering in the wild energy wind, and he seemed like an indifferent bystander.

The hundred-foot-wide ice ball that was big enough to crush a mountain into dust distorted the void behind him. The terrifying pressure caused the surrounding space to collapse continuously, but his eyes did not even shift at all, as if the world-destroying killing move before him was nothing more than a breeze blowing across his face.

"I don't know where you got the confidence from. You actually think that such a small trick can intimidate me? It's really ridiculous."

Xiao Ling stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe rustling in the turbulent energy, his lips curled up in a mocking smile. He lowered his eyes to look at the energy fluctuations surging on the surface of the ice ball, his eyes flashing with coldness.

"As for the old Yao who you all said fell, he is living a very comfortable life now. It is you, a bunch of Soul Palace rats, who have never had the chance to know the truth."

The moment he finished speaking, his aura suddenly surged, and the void beneath his feet cracked like a spider web:

"But it doesn't matter. From today on, all of this has nothing to do with you. This place is where you will be buried!"

Xiao Ling slashed in the air with his palm, and in an instant, silver-white lines as bright as stars burst out from his fingertips.

The majestic force of space spread out with overwhelming force.

I saw a huge silver-white space barrier suddenly unfolding like a dome. As the lines flowed, the entire gray mountain range was completely covered. Even the howling gale was twisted into a vortex at the edge of the barrier.

This kind of astonishing method does not rely solely on fighting spirit.

There was a faint light flashing between Xiao Ling's eyebrows, and the dormant innate talent in the Niwan Palace suddenly awakened under the guidance of the spiritual power of the Great Talisman Sect realm.

A faint rune halo rose up around him, and each ray of light contained absolute control over the laws of space.

In this area dominated by him, the flow of air, light and even time have quietly changed. Any existence whose understanding of the power of space is inferior to his will become fish on the chopping board.

The Black and White Heavenly Lord, who was about to escape, suddenly froze, and the originally torn space cracks shattered into pieces the moment they touched the barrier.

The two men discovered to their horror that no matter how they circulated their fighting spirit, the void beneath their feet was like a solid iron wall, and no matter how they struggled, they could not move an inch.

"What? Yao Chen, that old guy is not dead yet." The faces of Eighth and Nineth Heavenly Venerables instantly turned as dark as ink, their eyes full of disbelief and horror. However, when the silver-white space barrier fell like a sky curtain, the two of them immediately woke up. At this moment, they had to get out first so that they could pass this shocking news back to the Soul Palace.

"You arrogant kid!"

Jiu Tianzun's eyes were bloodshot, and his fingertips were flying like butterflies. He suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the ice ball red. His roar shook the space and made it buzz.

"Today I will let you know that the dignity of the Soul Palace cannot be insulted! However, thank you for revealing this information. After we kill you, Xingyun Pavilion and that old guy Yao Chen will not be able to escape the clutches of our Soul Palace!"

"Rain erodes the sky!" The roars of the Eighth and Ninth Heavenly Lords were like thunder colliding, and the sound waves caused the clouds to explode into fluff.

The two men pushed their palms forward at the same time, veins bulging on their skinny knuckles due to the full strength they put in, and black mist around them rushed into the ice ball like a whirlpool.

The hundred-foot-long ice ball suddenly trembled violently, and the runes on its surface burst out with a dazzling dim light.

With a teeth-grinding sound of ice cracking, it began to rotate at a speed visible to the naked eye. As the ice edges flew apart, a trail of burning purple-black flames was drawn in the air.

With a whistling sound, the ice ball, carrying with it the power to destroy the world, fell like a meteorite and rushed straight towards Xiao Ling.

Wherever the ice ball passed, space collapsed like broken pieces of glass. A black crack a hundred feet long tore open from the void, with violent energy turbulence surging inside, and the dark purple lightning flashing on the edge kept falling, instantly melting the rocks of the mountains below into molten iron.

The terrifying energy fluctuations spread in a circular shape, even the air was twisted into a strange vortex, and all the energy of heaven and earth within a radius of ten miles was drained away, which was enough to show how terrifying this attack was.

The whistling sound of the ice ball tearing through the air hurt the eardrums, and the dark blue runes flowing on the surface left afterimages, actually tearing open several miniature space cracks in the void.

Its speed had already surpassed the limit of what the naked eye could capture, as if it had instantly pierced through the void for thousands of miles, and with a terrifying pressure that could crush mountains, it pressed towards Xiao Ling.

Looking at the huge ice ball that was constantly approaching, the face under the hood of Jiu Tianzun twisted into a crazy smile. The skinny fingers of Ba Tianzun dug deep into his palms, not even bothering to wipe the black blood oozing out from between his fingers. The madness surging in his eyes almost burst through his eye sockets: "Go to hell! Xiao Ling!"

However, facing this horrific attack that could destroy the world, Xiao Ling remained calm.

When the ice ball tore through the void and was only a hundred feet away from him, he suddenly chuckled, muttering to himself so softly that only he could hear it:
"If I use the skills of a talisman master, I can easily destroy such an attack. However, I can take this opportunity to try out the power of the Great Heavenly Creation Palm, a heavenly-level fighting skill. I hope I won't be disappointed."

As soon as Xiao Ling finished speaking, his right palm slowly raised up as if lifting a mountain. A dark golden light surged in the palm of his hand, and a mysterious rune was vaguely outlined.

Upon seeing this, the Eighth and Ninth Heavenly Lords looked at each other, with sinister smiles spilling from beneath their hoods.

Jiu Tianzun narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but sneered, "This is simply courting death!"

The veins on Eighth Heavenly Venerable's skinny fingers bulged, and the cold air spread wildly along the ice surface:

"If the two of us attack with all our strength, even a Dou Zun peak warrior will have to take shelter. No matter how strong this kid's body is, he is just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

Previously, they were not sure about Xiao Ling's strength, so they were not sure. Now, seeing that he was trying to resist the killing move, they were suddenly filled with ecstasy. This opportunity that came to their doorstep might be enough for them to completely eliminate this great threat!

However, facing the mocking sneers from the two, Xiao Ling pretended not to hear them and stared at his right palm.

The dark golden light in the palm of his hand surged wildly, so bright that it was blinding. Just when the light reached its peak, a point of black light as deep as a black hole emerged tremblingly.

As soon as the black light appeared, the originally dazzling golden light seemed to be drawn away and quickly dissipated.

Looking at the black spot again, it was getting bigger and bigger. It looked like the power of the golden light was completely swallowed up by the black light.

The black light expanded like a living thing, and Xiao Ling could clearly feel the fighting spirit in his body rapidly flowing through his meridians. Fortunately, his fighting spirit was strong now, and his skills had already broken through the heavenly level, so this consumption would not affect his performance.

In the blink of an eye, the hundred-meter ice ball had rushed to within a few dozen meters in front of him. The biting coldness accompanied by a strong wind blew in his face, making Xiao Ling feel cool.

"It's not unfair for you to die from the joint attack of two old men!" The evil smile of the Eighth Heavenly Lord mixed with the roar of the ice ball.

In the eyes of the two men, this fatal blow was very close at hand. No matter how fast Xiao Ling was, he could not dodge it. He would be skinned alive if he didn't die.

Thinking of this, the Black and White Lords looked at each other, and their arrogant laughter shook the space. Today, Xiao Ling was really going to fall into their hands!
"Huh..." Xiao Ling slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, and looked at the arrogant laughter of the Eighth and Nine Heavenly Lords, with a meaningful smile on his lips. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the lines on his palm suddenly lit up, and he slapped the air in front of him!
"Great Fortune Palm!"

"boom!"

The moment Xiao Ling's palm fell, the space within a radius of ten miles shattered like a mirror.

An inky black circle of light spread out at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, and wherever it passed, the air made a teeth-grinding tearing sound.

The hundred-foot-long ice ball rushed over with a devastating force, but it stopped abruptly the moment it touched the aperture.

"laugh--"

The expected earth-shattering explosion did not happen. Instead, the ice ball seemed to be swallowed by an invisible giant mouth and sank into the black circle without any resistance.

There were no violent energy fluctuations, no deafening roars, and even the momentum of the diffusion of the aperture did not slow down at all, still sweeping towards the direction of the Eighth and Nine Heavenly Lords.

The Eighth and Ninth Heavenly Lords opened their eyes wide, watching helplessly as the fusion fighting skills they had displayed with all their might were instantly swallowed up by the black halo like a piece of paper.

"How is this possible!" Jiu Tianzun's eyes were full of disbelief and his voice broke.

The Eighth Heavenly Lord stumbled back half a step, his skinny fingers pointed at the light circle and trembled violently: "Heaven-level fighting skills! This is definitely a heaven-level fighting skills!"

The two of them felt the terrifying fluctuations lingering in the air, and their faces instantly turned darker than the bottom of a pot.

“Damn it! Where does this kid get his luck!” The Eighth Heavenly Master gritted his teeth, wishing his eyes would pop out.

Jiu Tianzun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart sank. He thought he had a sure win, but he didn't expect the opponent to use a heavenly-level fighting skill at will. He was afraid that he would fail this level today!

The two men's faces instantly turned gloomy as iron, looking at the black halo that was spreading like a tide, their fighting spirit circulated wildly, and their bodies retreated rapidly like frightened birds.

(End of this chapter)