Chương 65: War God’s : — Chapter 65 - Battle the Mountain Lord, Ultimate Dance, Three Thousand Water Aspects!

"I remember the Heavenly Frost Divine Sword style has a superior martial technique called 'Returning Cold Single Sword.'" Wang Xian said, "With Returning Cold Single Sword, you build momentum and release it in one strike. It can silence all living things, turning the mundane into ice." The woman grew even more astonished.

"Correct, there is such a martial technique." The woman nodded slightly.

"This move emphasizes a single strike to defeat the enemy. Condense momentum and unleash it. One sword breaks through the clouds, and all things under frost and cold are extinguished."

"Its power is immense."

"If my injuries were fully recovered, that single sword strike would indeed be enough to slay the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord."

"But..."

"This move requires condensing momentum. The Crimson Blood Mountain Lord is no fool. It won't just wait there and let me strike. Even if it only takes one breath, it would still be very difficult to execute this sword." One breath was no more than 3 or 4 seconds. Meaning even at the fastest, it still required 3 or 4 seconds. And at the realm of a Sixth Realm Martial Artist... That length of time was far too long.

One must understand that even a First Realm Martial Artist's movement technique operates at millisecond-class reactions. Three to four seconds of momentum condensation was more than enough time for the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord to tear the opponent to shreds.

"I should have a way to control it for a few seconds..." Wang Xian thought for a moment.

"But only 2 or 3 seconds at most."

"..." The woman stared at him.

"You're not joking with me?" she said. Forget First Realm Martial Artists. Even Third Realm or Fourth Realm Martial Artists shouldn't even think about controlling a B-class exotic beast comparable to peak Fifth Realm for 2 or 3 seconds. And moreover, without any martial talent...

"We'll know once we try. If it doesn't work, we'll just slip away!" Wang Xian smiled.

"Once your injuries recover and I have the Primordial Cicada Garment, it shouldn't be hard for you to carry me and escape, right?" The woman thought it over and did not refuse. It wasn't impossible. Once her injuries healed, taking someone and leaving the relic would still be effortless. Since that was the case. She chose to trust him this once. She did not think it would succeed. In fact, she was certain it would absolutely fail. But.

A young man simply wanted to witness the strength and majesty of a B-class exotic beast. Wanted to witness martial power of a higher realm. Was there anything wrong with that? No! Not only was there nothing wrong! She was going to fulfill it! Fulfill it thoroughly for him! Otherwise, her heart would be uneasy, would be guilt-ridden. So she absolutely had to bring him out safely! A few days later. The woman's injuries gradually recovered. To be honest, her recovery speed was even faster than Wang Xian had imagined.

Damn fast. There was only one possibility for this. Talent. Top-tier martial talent.

"May I ask, what is your martial talent?" Wang Xian asked. The woman hesitated for a moment, then said:"It's nothing impressive."

"..." Wang Xian. The moment you say that, it's definitely very impressive. Wang Xian more or less understood what the woman was thinking. She was probably afraid of hurting his pride. After spending these past few days together, Wang Xian felt that being older truly had its advantages. Although the woman's face was often shrouded in frost energy, her eyes icy cold like an iceberg. But in truth, her heart was quite mature, and she was very considerate of others. The narrative has been taken without permission.

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"It wouldn't be 'Heavenly Frost Sword Heart,' would it?" Wang Xian said casually with a smile. Heavenly Frost Sword Heart was the top-tier martial talent possessed by the founder of the Heavenly Frost Divine Sword style. And it was also the namesake of the style.

"..." The woman said nothing. Her expression shifted for a single second in that instant, then returned to normal. Uh. A blind guess had hit the mark. Wang Xian fell silent. This kind of top-tier martial talent had only one possibility. Talent inheritance. Descendant of a Martial God. Even if she didn't reach Martial God in the future, reaching the Eighth Realm would absolutely be effortless.

"Alright!" Over the next few days, Wang Xian and the woman formulated a detailed strategy. As for how he would control it, the woman didn't ask, and Wang Xian didn't say. Anyway, when the time came, she only needed to execute 'Returning Cold Single Sword' to let him witness it.

"The location will be inside the dark pool."

"I'll go to the pool bottom and touch the Tiger Soul Spirit Core."

"Then the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord's first target will definitely be me, not you."

"And you'll be off to the side building momentum."

"Once I've restrained the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord, your momentum will be complete, and you'll slay it with a single sword strike." The simpler the plan, the less likely things were to go wrong. The woman disagreed at first, because the plan was far too dangerous.

"The moment the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord sees us, it will unleash 'Blood Roar.'" The woman frowned.

"Even with the Primordial Cicada Garment, under its roar, you won't even be able to move. You'll be scared senseless! Your blood and qi will instantly boil, and you might even explode and die."

"And I won't be able to condense momentum at close range either."

"That kind of roar, even I must circulate my prime energy to resist it."

"I have a way."

"What way?"

"You'll know when the time comes." The two planned for several days. Another half month passed. After the woman's injuries healed completely, she spent over 10 days in seated meditation, focusing her spirit, bringing her condition to its peak. Clearly, her mental state cultivation had also reached a very high level. And whenever Wang Xian had free time, he would take advantage of the gaps when the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord was away, draping the cicada garment and going to the bottom of the dark pool to cultivate.

"Let's go!" The two walked out of the cave. The dim light shone upon them. At that moment, the woman's aura was like frost from beyond the heavens, the chill between her brows seeming capable of freezing everything. The ice-frost longsword in her hand emitted a dazzling light. They walked to the edge of the cold pool.

"Just what method do you have to resist the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord's 'Blood Roar'?" the woman asked softly.

"Eat something."

"What thing?"

"Open your mouth first. Eat it, and then I'll tell you." So mysterious. The woman hesitated for a moment, then slightly parted her lips. With lightning speed, Wang Xian tossed a lump of insect glue into the woman's mouth. The insect glue was milky white. The woman's face instantly flushed red. The frosty chill on that flawless, snow-white cheek melted considerably, and her voice trembled:"What is this stuff?"

"Primordial Cicada insect glue."

"Alright, I'm going down first."

"Hey, you!" Before her words finished. Wang Xian leaped into the dark pool, heading straight for the bottom. In just a moment, he landed beside the remains. He saw that 'Tiger Soul Spirit Core.'

"This thing is a treasure."

"For the remaining 12 regular meridian divine channels I need to cultivate, I'm afraid I'll mostly have to rely on it." Wang Xian took a deep breath. According to the woman, the Tiger Soul Spirit Core contained a vast amount of baleful energy. He just didn't know how to activate and use it. If he could absorb the baleful energy inside, then even at minimum, he should be able to cultivate at least half of the 12 regular meridian divine channels. A light touch. In an instant, the pool water trembled violently.

As if a giant beast was shaking the earth as it approached from afar!

"An exotic beast formed from ancient beast mutation truly is something else." Wang Xian held the Tiger Soul Spirit Core, squinting slightly. Truthfully, he hadn't sensed any baleful energy within this Tiger Soul Spirit Core. It merely emitted a crimson glow. The method of using it must be quite unusual. Otherwise, it wouldn't be usable at all. Before long. Wang Xian quickly surfaced and saw a giant beast standing atop the dark pool's surface. A pair of crimson eyes stared coldly at him.

Wang Xian also saw this Crimson Blood Mountain Lord face to face for the first time. The exotic beast was as massive as a small hill, as large as a giant tree. Its tiger body was covered in dark red scales, crystalline bone spikes growing from its back ridge, and the end of its tail burned with eerie blood flames. How it managed to live in this cold pool was a mystery. Its eyes were like lava vortexes, breathing out blood mist with every breath.

As its tiger claws moved, ripples spread through the surrounding space. The Crimson Blood Mountain Lord looked at the human martial artist before it. It seemed to freeze for a split second. As if it had never expected. That the thief who had come to its home was actually this pathetically weak? So much so that it even ignored the woman in midair. The next second! ROAR! The Crimson Blood Mountain Lord let out a belated, earth-shaking roar! From its mouth, an invisible blood wave seemed to blast outward.

The cold pool erupted with water sprays several zhang high. Wang Xian merely squinted, not even blinking. Having swallowed the insect glue, he was now completely immune to any external sound waves. As for the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord's imposing might, he feared it not one bit. In midair. The woman was deeply shocked. Her body was completely unaffected. She raised her sword. At the sword tip, a glint of cold light rose like the sun.

"The Blood Roar is practically useless!"

"Primordial Cicada insect glue, does it really have such great use?"

"Just what is going on with him..."

"How can he understand a newly appeared exotic beast so thoroughly..."

"Could it be... that even his coming here was fully prepared?" The more the woman thought, the more shocked she became. Whether it was the Primordial Cicada Garment or this insect glue. Before, the Primordial Cicada Garment had merely allowed him to come and go freely here. But the insect glue was clearly meant to deal with the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord. Obviously, he had already anticipated this situation! That is to say, he was ready at any moment to withdraw safely! And at that moment.

The Crimson Blood Mountain Lord suddenly turned around and saw the woman. Clearly, it sensed a lethal threat. Exotic beasts were not stupid. Only.

"Although I'm only First Realm, when a lion or tiger hunts a rabbit, it still uses full strength..." Wang Xian slowly drew the Blood-Drinking Frenzied Blade and thrust it into the water's surface.

"To completely disregard me... then I'm sorry..." The next moment! Wang Xian's eyes went wide. Within them, flowing water seemed to circulate. He raised his blade. In an instant, the water of the entire cold pool seemed to converge upon the water blade.

"Flowing Water Blade Technique! Three Thousand Water Aspects!" The moment the blade edge split the water, countless reverse-spinning vortexes suddenly appeared on the surface of the cold pool. The Blood-Drinking Frenzied Blade's vibration no longer produced a metallic hum, but the roaring sound of surging rivers! The demon blade was like the sea, the vortexes became a cage! The water of the entire cold pool transformed into a colossal water cage that blotted out the sky. A single slash cleaved forth!

The water cage filled the heavens, directly enveloping the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord just as it was about to pounce toward the woman! Terrifying Tyrant Blade Intent saturated every water blade within the cage, intimidating all living things, slaughtering everything! The Crimson Blood Mountain Lord let out an enraged roar, actually forcibly restrained by this blade intent and the water cage. Even if it was only for 2 or 3 seconds, the trapped Mountain Lord suffered no real injury. Yet.

The woman in midair, seeing this scene, had a stunned expression.

"What martial technique is this?"

"It seems... to be Flowing Water Blade Technique... no! Flowing Water Blade Technique doesn't have this move..."

"Wait, could this be..."

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