Chapter 163: Who Is Master Zhang Searching For?

Chapter 163: Who Is Master Zhang Searching For?

The cultivators' discussions reached the ears of both Shen Mo and Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo sneered, "Did you hear that? At least eighty percent of those present believe you will undoubtedly lose."

Shen Mo smiled faintly, "Does Master Zhang think so as well?"

"I don't think so; I believe you are certain to die!" Zhang Mo said, emphasizing each word.

As the last word fell, Zhang Mo stomped on the ground, making it seem like he was stepping on water.

Instantly, water spiritual energy from all directions surged in.

In a flash, the entire mountaintop of Tiger Head Mountain became exceedingly damp.

The cultivators then looked towards Zhang Mo's feet.

It had turned into a vast lake!

Ripples spread layer upon layer.

The water surface even reflected the blue sky.

No matter which angle one viewed it from, it was unmistakably water!

Mo Hanshan exclaimed in surprise, "This is the illusory lake that one can create only by cultivating the Heavenly River Heavy Water Scroll to its highest level."

"As long as one is within the lake's range, Zhang Mo's spiritual energy recovery speed will triple!"

"I never thought his technique had reached this level; no wonder he's so confident."

Mo Yuheng's delicate face changed slightly, and she focused her attention even more on the mountaintop.

Zhang Mo raised a single finger.

"One move."

"With just one move, I can kill you!"

"Only a swift and absolute victory can wash away the humiliation suffered by my Heavenly Water Sect!"

As soon as his words fell, Zhang Mo flipped his palm, and an ice-blue long sword appeared in his hand.

The sword seemed almost alive, its cold light constantly flickering.

In the surrounding environment, dense with water spiritual energy, the sword's surface instantly condensed with a layer of frost, its width and length expanding dramatically.

Hong Chilong raised an eyebrow, "Old Zhou, what is that sword?"

Zhou Qingcang's eyes gleamed, "That is the treasured sword of the Heavenly Water Sect, named 'Ice River'! A high-grade spiritual weapon of the Earth rank!"

"This sword has always been kept in the sect's treasury and is rarely shown to others."

"I never expected Zhang Mo to bring it out here!"

Hong Chilong clicked his tongue in amazement, "An Earth-rank high-grade spiritual weapon? Damn, I don't think even my master has something this powerful."

"Heavenly River Heavy Water Scroll, Heavenly River Waterfall!"

Zhang Mo shouted sharply, thrusting the Ice River Sword straight forward.

Endless coldness surged from all directions.

In an instant, a long, icy river formed.

The river seemed to flow from the distant sky, like a glacier in motion.

It was incomparably vast and towering.

It shot straight toward Shen Mo!

To Shen Mo, he suddenly seemed like an ordinary, insignificant person.

Yet what he faced was a sky-covering, earth-shattering icy river!

Facing such a natural disaster with mortal strength!

No matter who it was, seeing such a scene would inevitably feel despair and fear, along with a flood of negative emotions.

Shen Mo gave a slight shake and immediately discarded the faint negative feelings that arose from within.

He extended his hand.

Three bronze doors suddenly appeared in front of him.

A fourth door followed suit.

It exuded a chilling aura, as if made of dark ice.

The four doors lined up in front of him.

Each door was four zhang (approximately 13.3 meters) tall and two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) wide.

They gave off a strong sense of security.

This was Shen Mo's defensive martial skill, the Four Mystical Gates.

When cultivated to the fourth level, which was the highest, the fourth gate could be condensed.

The fourth gate could change its attribute at will.

At this moment, Shen Mo formed an ice-attribute gate to block Zhang Mo's Ice River.

"How naive, trying to block it head-on?"

Seeing this, Zhang Mo sneered, "Very well, I'll grant you your wish and crush you!"

In the next moment.

The vast icy river crashed onto Shen Mo.

Boom!

Ice fragments scattered in all directions, enveloping the surroundings and obscuring the view.

Under the dazzling sunlight, the ice fragments refracted brilliant rays, making it even harder to see clearly.

Did he block it?

Or did he not?

This question surfaced in everyone's mind.

Murong Yue was extremely nervous.

She almost didn't dare to look.

She feared that the next moment she would see Shen Mo turned into an ice sculpture.

Boom.

The last wave of ice completely fell.

The boundless icy river struck Shen Mo entirely.

Zhang Mo let out a long breath and gazed towards the target of his attack.

There, a giant ice block had formed.

Shen Mo was right there among it all.

Zhang Mo smiled faintly.

She felt reassured.

Under such an attack, no one could survive.

In the next moment.

An immensely fierce heat surged from within the ice.

The pristine white ice turned crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Cracks suddenly appeared.

Then, like a spider web, they spread rapidly.

Boom!

The ice suddenly shattered.

Countless chunks of ice flew out in all directions at high speed.

Some pieces melted into water mid-air.

While some exceptionally large blocks couldn't melt in time.

They fell into the crowd, instantly causing screams of panic.

The major sects reacted quickly, with their Core Formation cultivators immediately using defensive martial skills to block the incoming ice chunks.

The cultivators were terrified.

The ice shards shot out with such shocking destructive power.

It was hard to imagine how powerful the attack Shen Mo had just withstood was.

A hissing sound.

Steam rose and swirled upward.

Yet no figure emerged from within.

Zhang Mo stared ahead, uncertain and uneasy.

In the next instant, she caught a flicker of lightning in the corner of her eye.

Behind her, Shen Mo's calm voice sounded.

"Master Zhang, who are you looking for?"

Zhang Mo's pupils suddenly shrank.

She instinctively tried to distance herself from Shen Mo while immediately casting a defensive martial skill.

Three mirrors of cold ice appeared behind her at the fastest speed possible.

But she was still a step too slow.

A scorching red flame had already risen behind her.

The Red Lotus Flame!

The second form of the Nine Suns Divine Phoenix Technique!

The red flame in the shape of a palm instantly surged.

In a single breath, it expanded to a height of twelve zhang (approximately 40 meters).

The surging heatwave radiated outward, causing discomfort among the surrounding cultivators.

In their perception, this fierce eternal flame seemed capable of burning a hole in the sky itself!

"Is this an eternal flame?"

"The Red Lotus Flame! Number forty-one on the Eternal Flame Ranking!"

"Such terrifying heat; if it landed on me, I would surely be burned to ashes!"

"It seemed Shen Mo used a movement martial skill just now and suddenly appeared behind Zhang Mo!"

"This strike will undoubtedly gravely injure Zhang Mo!"

The cultivators widened their eyes.

Their pupils reflected the fierce battle atop Tiger Head Mountain.

The flame palm struck down.

Boom!

The red flame instantly engulfed Zhang Mo.

The three ice mirrors couldn't hold for even ten breaths before shattering.

The flame continued its momentum, slamming directly into Zhang Mo's chest.

Zhang Mo's pupils contracted sharply.

She was sent flying backward on the spot.

The Red Lotus robe on her body immediately emitted layers of emerald light, struggling to resist the burning of the Red Lotus Flame.

Zhang Mo could feel her internal organs already damaged.

She instinctively wanted to spit out blood, but she forcefully suppressed it.

Because her battle instincts told her that Shen Mo's second wave of attack was coming!

Sure enough, before she even hit the ground, she sensed a deadly threat approaching.

A bone-chilling cold swept over her madly, like an ice dragon suddenly appearing atop Tiger Head Mountain!

This feeling... it was familiar.

Zhang Mo was first stunned, then finally couldn't hold back and spat out blood.

She understood.

The ice dragon... the ice dragon corpse at the bottom of the Profound Frost Cave...

It had been taken by Shen Mo!

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