Zhao Jing lifted his chin slightly as he faced the army that was heading his way. He calmly stepped toward the menacing army.

There were so many ice soldiers that it looked like an avalanche was rolling down the mountain, swallowing the villages, woods, and roads before them.

Zhao Jing continued forward. Every step he took projected dark red light around him, which gradually turned into countless sabers, swords, axes, and spears.

The curved sabers were over a dozen meters long, and could easily slice a building in half.

The axes were crazily sharp, like the weapons of giants.

The size of the swords and spears was normal, but their numbers seemed boundless. They were spinning rapidly and circling the huge sabers and axes to fill up the gaps.

More weapons appeared as Zhao Jing was walking forward. Thousands of blades of light soon hovered behind Zhao Jing. They flew at the army Mu Bai had drawn into existence after Zhao Jing waved his hand, screeching sharply.

The ice soldiers Mu Bai had drawn up had outstanding defenses, but the blades of light sliced through them easily.

It looked like the ice soldiers were as soft as tofu. Even the weakest slash was able to sever their limbs. Not a single soldier remained intact after the combined weapons swept past the army.

It was like a strong gust of wind had just swept past a paddy field, leaving nothing behind.

The same had happened to Mu Bai’s soldiers. All that was left were chunks of snow after the blades swept past them. His army had fallen dead to the ground.

Mu Bai frowned. The Soldiers of Snow was the strongest move he had mastered recently. It could be considered among the strongest Ice Spells, but it had not stood a chance against his enemy’s Light Magic!

This Zhao Jing was incredibly strong!

No wonder he was bold enough to set up an ambush for the Northern Sacred Bears here by himself. The Northern Sacred Bears would have been wiped out in less than ten minutes!

“Mu Bai, just a little longer!” Mo Fan called out.

Mu Bai nodded. He tossed the Ice Palette into the air. It expanded to the size of a mountain after it reached its highest point.

The ice mountain fell to the ground with a strong Seal that froze the area for a dozen kilometers around.

Zhao Jing was pinned down, right under the mountain. His body was also stuck in the ice, like he had been frozen for centuries. The ice was thicker than normal mountains!

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While Mu Bai was doing his thing, Mo Fan finally asserted some control over the Lightning Magic Formation. A strong presence of Lightning Magic had gathered in the area. As Mo Fan activated his Lightning Acupuncture Points, the Lightning Magic was sucked into him like an abyss at the bottom of the sea.

It quickly relieved the others of the constant pain they were experiencing.

The rolling thunder of the Lightning Punishment Formation was terrible. It had felt like their own energy was rebelling against them whenever they were using their magic.

Zhao Manyan and Mu Bai had been severely impacted, too. Their bodies were already being weakened by the Lightning Magic Formation, resulting in a great burden when they were using powerful spells. It was like a Martial Artist with internal injuries. Every time he tried to use his inner force, it would worsen his injuries further.

Mu Bai had spat out a mouthful of blood after he used the Ice Palette Mountain. The Lightning Magic Formation was making it difficult for them to fight back!

Mo Fan did not engage the enemy right away, because he knew getting rid of the Lightning Magic Formation was the key to winning the fight. If he did not take it out first, the situation would keep worsening as the fight went on.

His Lightning Acupuncture Points continued to absorb the Lightning Magic lingering in the air and leaking out of the Lightning Magic Formation. The magic was drawn into his Lightning Acupuncture Points as he gradually converted it into his own power!

It was Mo Fan’s Lightning Super Power. All energy related to the Lightning Element would become his energy supply. He could also absorb his enemy’s Magic Formation, given enough time!

“Break!”

Mo Fan gathered his energy and threw a punch at the Lightning Punishment Drums in the sky.

The punch soared into the clouds and caused a massive explosion when it smashed through the drums. A huge blast shook the sky. The purple lightning orb imploded before releasing a huge surge of Lightning Magic in all directions.

The night sky immediately lit up. The blast spread a great distance away and lit up the rest of the sky in the distance.

“Look!” Lingling pointed in Lanyang’s direction, where the clouds were still white.

A massive figure was swimming across the sky through the clouds, like they were a vast gray sea. It was heading straight at them!

The light of the explosion lit up its tough shell and made it look even more intimidating. It looked more like a spaceship instead of a creature residing in the sea. It had come to wage a war against human civilization!

“It’s…the Sharkman Chieftain!” Jiang Shaoxu screamed.

The Sharkman Chieftain had caught up to them while they were playing a game of ‘the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind’ here. They thought they already secured the Earth Flame Pistil after leaving Lanyang, but the Sharkman Chieftain had no intention of letting them leave.

It had no trouble intercepting Mo Fan and his crew before they could reach Fanxue Mountain!

“This is troublesome. These sea monsters never know when to give up. It’s your fault for wasting too much of my time here. Wouldn’t we be fine if you just handed over the Earth Flame Pistil?” Zhao Jing’s irritated voice came from the ice mountain.

He had somehow broken free from the ice. He was standing on the mountain unharmed, his expression darker than before.