Although Huo Yuhao's mental force held an absolute advantage, forcibly suppressing a rank 96 Super Douluo with the Spirit Domain Realm consumed a considerable amount of his mental force as well.
He did not know what enemies he might encounter next, so he had to ensure he remained at his Peak to the maximum extent possible.
Therefore, he could not drag this out for too long and had to end this battle with minimal consumption.
With a flicker of his thought, his Spirit completed the switch in an instant.
The extreme chill belonging to the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion surged out from his body, lingering around him, and a fine layer of white frost permeated the air.
The twin wings behind his back flapped fiercely, and his figure suddenly accelerated like a silvery-white lightning bolt, rushing in front of Qianjun Douluo in the blink of an eye.
Huo Yuhao raised his right hand. Infused with Spirit Power, that slender palm became as translucent and white as if carved from ice and snow, carrying a bone-chilling coldness as it traced an arc through the air and pressed a palm directly onto the center of Qianjun Douluo's chest.
This palm strike looked simple, yet it was the Emperor's Palm, one of the Snow Empress's Three Ultimates.
It was an ultimate skill that the Snow Empress herself was proud of, condensing extreme coldness in the palm of her hand, freezing straight to the bones and marrow upon contact.
Qianjun Douluo abruptly spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood. The moment that crimson blood left his nose and mouth, it was frozen into tiny red ice crystals by that extreme chill in midair, refracting a fleeting radiance under the sunlight like scattered broken gems.
Huo Yuhao's palm strike also snapped Qianjun Douluo awake from the environment of the Spirit Domain. He was struck directly down from midair by this palm, slamming heavily toward the ground below like a blasted rock.
Before he could even figure out what was going on, he only felt that a part of his chest had collapsed, and a force of extreme cold was wildly spreading within his body, causing his limbs and Meridians to tremble slightly.
But Qianjun Douluo was a Super Douluo after all; even when hit head-on by the Emperor's Palm, he was merely heavily injured at this moment.
During his descent, he desperately urged the Spirit Power within his body, forcibly suppressing the rampaging extreme chill for a split second, then barely steadied his figure, staggering as he hovered back up in midair.
At this moment, the intention to retreat had already risen in his heart. The combat power of this suddenly appearing Spirit Douluo was far too bizarre; he no longer wanted to tangle with him and only thought of retreating back to Jialing Pass to tend to his injuries first.
However, the very instant he turned around and prepared to fly toward the pass, his expression drastically changed.
That force of extreme cold within his body, which he had just suppressed, suddenly lost control as if detonated from the inside by some power.
"Bang!"
A muffled and violent explosion erupted from within Qianjun Douluo, and then his entire body burst apart in a physical sense.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, bones shattered, and without even having time to let out a miserable scream, Qianjun Douluo turned into a scattering of fragments.
Those fragments were refrozen the moment they flew out, turning into ice crystals of various sizes, falling toward the ground in droves like a silent ice rain.
Huo Yuhao hovered high above, expressionlessly watching that patch of falling ice crystals below.
He silently marveled in his heart that Ice Explosion was truly the supreme Profound Truth of the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion clan, and its power was indeed strong enough to turn heads.
Just now, Huo Yuhao had used the Spirit Bone skill Ice Explosion, letting this Super Douluo of Spirit Hall die without an intact corpse with a single strike.
From the moment Huo Yuhao leaped into the air until Qianjun Douluo died and turned into falling ice crystals across the sky, all of this happened in the flash of an eye.
It was so fast that people barely had time to react, so fast that it seemed like merely a single breath in and out, and a rank 96 Super Douluo had completely vanished from this battlefield.
Wang Donger and Jin Li stood in place, tilting their heads up to look at that silvery-white figure in midair, their eyes filled with thinly veiled shock.
They both knew Huo Yuhao's strength was formidable, but they had never imagined it could reach this extent, where even a Super Douluo fell so quickly at his hands.
Not just the two of them, even Ning Rongrong, who was watching this scene from within the Divine Realm, had a somewhat shocked expression at this moment.
She slightly opened her mouth, then turned her head to look at Tang San beside her, a genuine sense of exclamation in her tone: "As expected of the son-in-law chosen by Third Brother, able to kill a Super Douluo as a Spirit Douluo—such talent is hard to pick out even in the Divine Realm."
Hearing this, Tang San did not reveal any joyful expression. His gaze landed heavily upon that illusory battlefield, his brows furrowing slightly instead.
He did not take up Ning Rongrong's words, simply falling silent for a moment before a thought stirred in his mind. Under his control, the authority of the God of Love caused new changes to appear in the illusion where Huo Yuhao was located.
Ning Rongrong watched from the side in some astonishment, unable to help saying: "Third Brother, you really know how to be merciless to your own son-in-law."
Tang San still did not answer, his gaze falling calmly upon the light screen. This was a decision he had made early on.
Even Qianjun Douluo was no match for that brat Huo Yuhao now; he had no choice but to add some difficulty for this kid.
Having killed a Super Douluo, Huo Yuhao showed no signs of relaxing at all.
He hovered in midair, his gaze sweeping across the still-clamorous battlefield below, a heavy layer of solemnity still pressing between his brows.
He clearly knew that although he was within an illusion, everything in this illusion might not necessarily be fake.
Because he himself was the master of the illusion Domain, understanding better than anyone that although the experiences within the illusion were fake, to those within it, the shocks borne by their mind and Soul were real.
A slight mishap could cause irreversible damage within the illusion.
As for this so-called "deep adventure," to what extent did one have to adventure for it to end? Huo Yuhao had yet to figure it out up to now.
Wang Donger tilted her head up to look at Huo Yuhao in midair, just about to open her mouth to say something, but before her voice could be uttered, she suddenly paused.
Her gaze was drawn by the anomaly that suddenly erupted from the direction of Jialing Pass, and her entire body involuntarily turned her head to look over.
A powerful golden light exploded across the skies above Jialing Pass, as if someone had ignited a sun above that towering pass.
The golden light soared into the sky, instantly illuminating the entire firmament and dyeing the dim smoke of war and clouds above the battlefield a fierce golden hue.
Everyone's gaze was drawn by this light. Those Spirit Masters who were currently fighting stopped one after another; some raised their hands to shield themselves from the blinding light, while others widened their eyes and looked toward the source of the light.
As the dazzling golden light gradually dissipated, Spirit Masters with strong vision could already vaguely see a tall figure wrapped within that light.
Behind that figure, six wings were unfurled, every single feather appearing as if condensed from pure light, with scorching golden flow-patterns shimmering along their edges.
A set of gorgeous divine raiment fitted snugly against her body, refracting a dazzling radiance in the golden light, just like an angel stepping from legend into reality.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao was also gazing intently toward Jialing Pass. His vision could be said to be the best among everyone present, and the instant he saw clearly the figure within that golden light, his pupils shrank violently.
Almost at the exact same moment, he deduced the opponent's identity—Spirit Hall Holy Maiden—Qian Renxue!
His heart suddenly sank. He had not expected that the time node he currently found himself in was actually the very moment when Qian Renxue had just achieved divinity.
Therefore, the current Qian Renxue was no longer just the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, but also a new deity—the Angel God!
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