Chapter 1489: Landslide
yet when the ice cone storm swept in like a mountain pressing down. The mountain-breaking crossbows were made of tough material and, although struck by countless ice cones, they weren't completely d..."It's too late." The snow-field demon deer let out a shrill cry, and suddenly this glacier began to erupt with deafening cracking sounds. Mountains crumbled, glaciers collapsed, and the ground formed a dark, bottomless pit. Within dozens of miles, nothing was spared.
A tremendous pulling force dragged everyone downwards. Even Lu Xia Tian was caught off guard, only managing to grab Xiang Qingcheng's arm.
Lu Xia Tian couldn't bring himself to focus on Luoc Qing, who was too far away.
“A cunning rabbit has three burrows, we underestimated this snowfield demon deer. This glacier is merely one of its escape routes. It’s just that even a celestial being like this demon probably didn't expect to use it against our group of Nascent Soul cultivators.”
Xiang Qingcheng was embraced by Lu Xiaoxiao. Instead of being too flustered, she immediately said to Lu Xiaoxiao, "This place, if it doesn't have an extremely powerful attack ban, it will be a shortcut for the Xueyu Demon Deer to escape. Whether it's the former or the latter, once the Xueyu Demon Deer escapes the siege of Ku Shu and several others, and turns around to fight individually, none of us will be the opponent of the Xueyu Demon Deer!"
"Now we can only take it one step at a time," Lu Xia Tian said. A powerful attraction came from the bottomless chasm below. When the pull disappeared, the surroundings were bathed in alternating black and white light, like being in a bizarre world. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to be back on the previous glacier, with packs of frost wolves howling towards him.
"What an amazing illusion!" After chopping down two ice frost giant wolves with her sword, Xiang Qingcheng realized they were just phantoms. Xiang Qingcheng couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
“True Illusory Ice Pupils!” A chill magical power swirled around her brow, and between her eyebrows, an ice pupil suddenly opened. The scene of the glacier reappearing before him, with black and white beams alternating, began to dissipate. However, Lu Xiaoteng still couldn't see too far. About twenty or so ghost tribe or human strongmen were scattered within his line of sight, including Luo Qing, as well as Tianchan Evil Venerable, who was nailed to an ice wall by a spike. This old monster had already been a renowned cultivator in the Nanhuang region for many years. Unexpectedly, he died here.
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Lu Xiaotian's pupils contracted. He recognized the spikes immediately; they were identical to those on the Xueyu Yao Lu's back. It seemed the Xueyu Yao Lu hadn't left, but was hunting powerful beings from various races within this illusion.
Several Ghost Kings and twelve-tiered demons wanted to fly out from the mouth of the ice cave. Just as they were about to break through, a huge wave of cold air like a vortex pulled several of them back into the ice cave.
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This illusion had a great impact on the strong cultivators of each race at the Nascent Soul stage, but it might not be so for Xue Yu Yao Lu, this old demon of the Transformation God realm. The screams sounded one after another, adding even more horror and fear to this boundless illusion. The chilling cold within this ice cave was no less than the power of Xue Yu Yao Lu's domain before, and in some places, it even surpassed it by three points. Under such harsh conditions, let alone fighting Xue Yu Yao Lu, even maintaining one's own safety would be a problem if it went on for too long.
“Old monster, you think that relying on the illusions of this place can suppress us Dream on! Illusion Stone!” A voice like thunder boomed from afar. It was Xiang Kuang. Suddenly, the black and white light spells alternating across the glacier gradually revealed their true form. The strong cultivators from various races suddenly found themselves in a vast ice cave. Surrounded by thick ice layers, it was a gigantic cavern. At this time, the Snow Domain Deer had icy eyes, its forelegs trampling on the head of a human cultivator. Judging by his attire, this cultivator was likely a powerful figure from the Tianwu Kingdom. His head had already been crushed to pulp by the Snow Domain Deer's hooves. Around them, corpses like those of the Heavenly Silkworm Evil Venerable and scattered remnants of Ghost Kings numbered over ten. At this time, the Snow Domain Deer was very close to the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Vine Demon.
In this short span of time, so many powerful figures had fallen. Among them was Ding Yimeng, a middle-aged woman wielding dragon bones. The Thousand-Eyed Vine Demon, seeing the Snowfield Elk, quickly retreated. However, the Thousand-Eyed Vine Demon's speed was far inferior to that of the Snowfield Elk. In an instant, the Snowfield Elk in front of them had become just a shadow. By the time everyone came to their senses, the Snowfield Elk's sharp antlers had pierced the Thousand-Eyed Vine Demon's abdomen.
The Thousand-Eyed Ancient Vine Demon would never stand a chance against the Snowfield Spirit Deer. There was no escape, and in this desperate situation, the old monster roared, "Beast, I'll fight you to the death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Vine Demon's two vine arms, covered with intricate patterns resembling eyes, lashed out toward the Snowy Realm Deer. Each of these "eye" patterns emitted different colored lights—red, orange, yellow, green, and blue—interweaving into a colorful spectacle. The cultivators who were closer to the Thousand-Eyed Vines couldn't help but shriek in pain, their heads throbbing violently.
Just as the thousand eyes of the vine were about to lash out at the snowfield demon deer, a layer of ice began creeping up the vine. The vine, which had been moving with the speed of lightning, slowed to a crawl, like a snail's pace. The Thousand-Eyed Ancient Vine Demon watched in despair as the antlers of the snowfield demon deer pierced its body. A bone-chilling cold spread throughout its entire being.
In the ice cave, a milky white round stone, like a lit candle, was melting away as time passed.
"Beast! How dare you!" The situation was urgent. Zhou Ruyun of the Tianwu Kingdom controlled her flame giant, leaping from the tiger's back and striking at the snowfield demon deer in mid-air.
"Too slow! Two dragon bones, this lord has already acquired one. With just one dragon bone, what do you have to hold me back" Xueyu Yalu's unrestrained laughter echoed throughout the ice cave, this laughter was even more chilling than the terrifying cold in the ice cave.
With a crack!, the snow-region spirit deer slightly shook its head, and the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Vine Demon's body was flung out dozens of meters, exploding with a bang and turning into countless scattered vines.
At this time, Zhou Ruyun's controlled Fire Giant was still dozens of meters away. The Snowy Domain Demon Deer had a wild smile on its face, opened its huge mouth, and sucked in the piece of dragon bone that the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Vine Demon had dropped into its mouth.
Just as that piece of dragon bone was about to be swallowed by the snow-field deer demon, a human figure suddenly appeared out of thin air. Grasping the piece of dragon bone, their speed was so fast that even the snow-field deer demon, a powerful celestial being, couldn't react in time.
"You're asking for death!" The snowfield deer came to its senses, but the other party had already shot into the air dozens of meters away, circling behind Zhou Ruyun's fire giant controlled by her spiritual beast.
In a fit of rage, the snow-dwelling spirit deer 張嘴 spewed out a white, misty orb. The orb emanated a soft white light and flew directly toward the Fire Giant. However, the astonishing chill also enveloped Lu Xia Tian at the same time.
A sword intent like moonlight, and a sword river surging like a mighty river, arrived simultaneously, their power almost indistinguishable.
Even True Intent level masters were far inferior to the Snow Field Demon Deer's speed, let alone Xiang Qingcheng and Luò Qīng.
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