Chapter 1780 Top Combat Power
Facing the terrifying wicked power suddenly unleashed by the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils, Jiao'er's icy blue eyes held neither joy nor sorrow, only an eternal chill.
The chaotic energy currents that roamed around her were frozen into shimmering ice crystals that fell softly to the ground.
She gently raised her hand and grasped at the throne of calamity where the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils resided.
"Ancient Forbidden Technique: Mystic Ice Forbidden Zone"
"Crack-"
Centered on the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils, the void within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles instantly transformed into an absolute frozen wasteland.
That was no ordinary ice, but a mysterious ice containing the primordial laws of the ancient ice dragon clan. Its freezing power could even temporarily solidify the three supreme laws.
The entire grotesque throne of malevolent power, along with the swirling, foul clouds and wailing phantoms of vengeful spirits surrounding it, was instantly enveloped within a massive, transparent iceberg.
This move greatly boosted the morale of the cultivators from the Nine Domains who were struggling below.
What a terrifying freezing technique!
However, within the iceberg, the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils' dark eyes remained calm, even carrying a hint of amusement.
"Frozen? Interesting." He murmured, his frozen body not even moving, only a faint glint of light flashing in his dark eyes.
"The Dao of Myriad Evils: Calamity and Corruption".
There was no earth-shattering eruption, only an invisible and intangible aura of calamity quietly spreading from his body, ignoring the Xuanbing seal and directly acting on the fundamental laws that constituted the iceberg.
"Zizi..."
The iceberg containing ancient Dao patterns was visibly showing patches of gray-black mottled marks, like rust or decay.
The icy blue Dao patterns inside the iceberg quickly dimmed, and its structure began to become loose and fragile.
"break!"
The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils softly uttered a single word.
"boom--"
The entire iceberg, along with the frozen space inside, collapsed and shattered with a roar, turning into a sky full of gray-black ice dust that drifted away.
He remained seated on his throne, not even the hem of his robes was disheveled.
Jiao'er's pupils contracted slightly.
"Ice Dragon, your ice cannot freeze calamity, nor can it seal away decay."
The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils slowly rose, his body surging with malevolent energy.
"Let me see what abilities you, this ancient remnant, still possess."
As he took a step forward, the void beneath his feet rippled outwards like the surface of water tossed with a pebble, spreading out in concentric circles of gray-black calamity.
Wherever the ripples passed, the starlight dimmed, the spiritual energy rapidly declined, and even the spiritual light of the magical artifacts of some cultivators engaged in battle in the distance showed signs of instability.
"Ice Soul Dragon's Roar!"
Jiao'er formed a hand seal and parted her cherry lips slightly.
"hold head high--"
A clear and ancient dragon's roar came from her mouth.
That was not a sound, but the sound of laws condensed from the pure essence of ice.
Visible to the naked eye, the ice-blue sound waves spread forward in layers, like tangible ripples.
Wherever the sound waves passed, everything froze, even the spreading ripples of calamity were forcibly solidified.
The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils raised an eyebrow and took the initiative to attack for the first time.
He pointed his fingers like a sword and slashed through the air at the incoming icy sonic wave.
"Slay all evil and cut down fate!"
A strange Daoist aura, capable of severing fortune and cutting off life force, emanated and collided with the Ice Soul Sound Wave.
There was no explosion, no loud noise.
The boundless vitality and icy Daoist charm contained within the icy blue sound waves withered and dissipated rapidly, like a tree whose roots had been removed.
The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils' finger pierced through the sound waves and shot straight at Jiao'er's brow.
Jiao'er snorted coldly, and the ice crystal-like scale between her brows suddenly lit up, shooting out a beam of icy divine light that was extremely refined.
"puff."
Both were annihilated at the same time, but Jiao'er's figure swayed slightly, clearly having suffered a minor loss in the clash of Dao principles just now.
The opponent's Myriad Evils Severing Fate specifically targets life force and luck, and has a certain restraining effect on her, an ancient demon race whose foundation is based on bloodline origin and abundant life force.
"Ice Soul Divine Light? Nothing special." The Demon Lord of Myriad Evils shook his head, seemingly somewhat disappointed. "If this is all you've got, then become my second source of resources for stabilizing my realm."
He stopped probing, his hands forming a hollow embrace, and the surging evil power and calamity around him converged wildly, condensing into a constantly rotating core of evil power in front of his chest.
"All evils return to their source - the light of world destruction".
The core of evil energy suddenly erupted, and an extremely thick gray-black beam of light transformed into a spear thrown by the world-destroying demon god, which shot towards Jiao'er with a thunderous roar.
Wherever the beam of light passed, the void was utterly destroyed, transformed into an eternal wasteland.
This strike had already surpassed the scope of ordinary late-stage True Immortals, and faintly carried a trace of the true meaning of the Dao Annihilation of the Taiyi Realm.
Faced with this terrifying attack, Jiao'er's icy blue eyes revealed an extremely solemn expression for the first time.
She knew she could no longer hold back.
"Mystic Ice Dragon Transformation!"
She looked up to the sky and roared, her ice-blue flowing dress turning into ice crystals that merged into her body.
In the blink of an eye, a Xuanbing True Dragon, ten thousand feet long, covered with crystal-clear dragon scales, with crystal-clear dragon horns on its head and four claws on its belly, stretched across the starry sky.
A true dragon has appeared in the world, its ancient dragon might sweeping across the heavens and earth.
That ancient, noble, and powerful aura, originating from the depths of one's bloodline, instantly overwhelmed all the noise on the battlefield, causing all living beings to feel a tremor in their souls.
This is Jiao'er's true form as an ancient ice dragon.
The complete form manifested with the cultivation of a True Immortal at the peak.
"Ice Soul Dragon Breath, eternally frozen!"
The Xuanbing True Dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a torrent of dragon breath that was a hundred times more condensed than the previous Ice Soul Divine Light.
This dragon's breath was devoid of any frills, possessing only extreme freezing power.
Its icy laws have reached the realm of eternity, freezing a section of the manifested river of time at this moment.
The pure white dragon breath and the gray-black calamity light collided violently in the starry sky.
"Om-"
There was no explosion, only a strange buzzing sound of intense conflicting laws.
Everything around was neutralized and obliterated by these two extreme opposing forces.
Pure white and gray-black constantly erode and cancel each other out, forming an ever-expanding void.
Stalemate.
They've reached a stalemate.
The world-destroying calamity light of the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils, which contained a trace of the true meaning of annihilation, was forcefully blocked by the eternal frozen dragon breath spewed out by Jiao'er when she manifested her true form.
Although Jiao'er's ten-thousand-foot-long dragon body trembled slightly, and fine cracks began to appear on her crystal-clear dragon scales, clearly indicating that she was under tremendous pressure, she did manage to withstand it.
"it is good!"
Zhang Xuan, who was struggling to hold on below, couldn't help but cheer when he saw this scene.
Jiao'er's strength exceeded his expectations.
She was actually able to confront this terrifying Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils head-on.
The morale of the cultivators in the Nine Realms was thus slightly boosted.
At least, the top-tier combat forces were not completely crushed.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils, which then turned into even stronger interest and greed.
"What a magnificent ancient ice dragon's true form, and what a pure ice essence." He licked his lips. "If I devour you, my Myriad Evil Immortal Foundation might be able to directly advance to the mid-stage of True Immortal, or even... touch a trace of the Dao of Eternal Ice and Desolation."
