Immortal Creation.

Chapter 653 Ning Zhuo, Qing Yan vs. Master Han Yan
Ning Zhuo, Qing Chi, and the others were on tenterhooks the whole way.

They encountered no obstacles until they reached the depths of the clouds.

"Strange, why wasn't there any interception?"

"Could it be that Lord Wangchuan encountered a powerful enemy and completely ruined his plans?"

The old man with gray bones once instructed Sun Lingtong, telling him that the Lord of Wangchuan would go against the will of Heaven and be entangled and suppressed by fate, with many man-made disasters, so that in the final showdown, the Lord of Wangchuan's combat power would drop to the Nascent Soul level.

Ning Zhuo rubbed the mechanical ring on his finger.

Throughout the entire ascension process, the mechanism ring remained unchanged.

Besides this magical artifact, his mother also gave him confidence.

"Mother wouldn't hurt me!"

"Since Mother sent me here, there must be some guarantee for me."

"It's just a little difficult at most."

"Perhaps all the garrison here is already dead. With the support of the Qingjiao Army, I will challenge Lord Wangchuan!"

While Ning Zhuo was pondering, Qing Yan on the other side had already made her move.

He was a Golden Core cultivator, and at this moment he mobilized military forces and unleashed his magic.

The magic was so powerful that he himself was captivated and felt extremely satisfied.

However, the clever trick only cleared a small portion of the rolling black clouds, leaving a tiny gap that was almost negligible compared to the overall darkness.

In a few breaths, the small gap disappeared and was filled back in.

Qing Yan was stunned.

"What should we do?" Many of the Qingjiao Army soldiers stopped and hovered high in the air.

"Let me do it!" Qing Chi took the lead, raising his fist and unleashing bursts of azure fist flames.

The fist's flames struck the dark clouds, similar to Qingyan's previous results—laborious but fruitless.

“My mother didn’t tell me about this before she passed away.”

"It seems I need to test them carefully, find their weaknesses, and then continue to make progress!"

Just as he was thinking this, Qing Chi frowned, somewhat annoyed: "I just don't believe it!"

She rushed towards the dark clouds.

Qingyan quickly exclaimed, "Don't be reckless... uh."

The next moment, he saw a dark light flash around Qing Chi, and a strong gust of cold wind carried her like a drop of water into the ocean, directly into the black clouds.

Ning Zhuo's eyes lit up immediately: "Could it be..."

Immediately, Qingchi emerged again, excitedly shouting, "It's divine magic!"

Ning Zhuo's guess was confirmed, and he couldn't help but feel excited: "Although the Night Wanderer is a common deity, the one we just saw was quite extraordinary. The divine magic he bestowed upon us actually has the ability to penetrate obstacles."

Jiao Ma's father exclaimed, "Night Wanderer, Night Wanderer! Just from this name alone, one can see that he possesses the divine power to travel freely throughout the world and overcome all kinds of obstacles."

This scene surprised and delighted the entire Qingjiao Army.

What are you waiting for?
Just as Qing Chi was about to give the order, Ning Zhuo reached out to stop him: "No rush."

He first summoned Qing Chi back, then dispatched a small team to venture deep into the Black Clouds for reconnaissance.

The garrison troops, hidden in the dark clouds, stood ready for battle.

The two remaining Nascent Soul level cultivators looked at each other and held an emergency consultation.

The Hundred Ghosts Mother looked on in surprise and doubt: "This cultivation army is indeed strange! The divine magic that the entire army is empowered with can easily penetrate the barrier of the magic array!"

"They've sent scouts; how should we respond?"

Master Hanyan looked grave: "Why would a rat provoke an elephant? This army of cultivators is both reckless and cautious; it's probably all a facade."

"We should remain steadfast and prepared for any eventuality!"

The two were clearly terrified by the previous surprise attack from the powerful figure.

There were originally five Nascent Soul level cultivators, but only two remain, and both are injured and have not yet recovered.

The key point is that they have not yet truly participated in direct combat; they have mostly been caught in the aftermath of clashes between stronger forces.

Moreover, the true form of the Lord of the River of Oblivion has already given orders to guard the area strictly and buy as much time as possible.

Although the two were unaware of what had happened on the altar battlefield, they deduced from the orders of the Lord of the Forgotten River that their lord must have been seriously injured.

In this situation, they are even less willing to take risks.

A small scout team disappeared into the dark clouds and was startled to see more than 10,000 imperial guards standing ready. They hurriedly reported their discovery.

Upon receiving the military intelligence, Qing Chi, Ning Zhuo, and the others all changed color.

The Qingjiao Army consisted of only a few hundred men and was a newly established army; they were no match for the Imperial Guards.

Qingchi couldn't make up her mind, so she looked at her lover.

Ning Zhuo frowned in thought.

"We must fight!" Qingyan suddenly exclaimed, clenching his fist with excitement. "This is just a bluff by the enemy!"

"If they are really that powerful, they only need to send a small force to attack and intercept us halfway."

Why are you holding out here?

"They must be extremely weak, have suffered too many losses, and are now putting on an illusion to mislead us!"

"If we storm in, we can expose the illusion they've created!"

Qingchi's eyes lit up immediately: "Father, so you're amazing too!"

Qingyan puffed out his chest and snorted through his nose: "What are you talking about! Your old man has always been very strong."

Ning Zhuo stroked the mechanism ring, his expression solemn: "My mother instructed me that this trip must be successful, otherwise, if the Lord of Wangchuan's century-old plan succeeds, there will surely be widespread suffering."

"Let's charge in!"

Ning Zhuo made up his mind, and Qing Chi naturally followed suit.

The Qingjiao Army disappeared into the dark clouds.

Upon seeing this scene, both Master Hanyan and the Old Mother of a Hundred Ghosts turned pale.

"They clearly conducted reconnaissance! Given the enemy's superior strength and our weakness, their continued attack must indicate they have something to rely on!"

"This is clearly a trap! When we clash later, we must hold our ground and not act rashly, lest the enemy take advantage of our position."

"First, activate the magic array to neutralize the divine power within them!"

The two communicated telepathically and quickly agreed on a battle plan.

The magic array hummed and activated, releasing beams of black light that illuminated the space within the clouds.

As soon as the Qingjiao Army entered, they were suppressed and fell down, eventually landing on the black clouds.

These dark clouds were all sealed off and solidified by magic arrays, making it feel as if one were stepping on solid ground.

Two armies confront each other.

The Qingjiao Army hastily adjusted its formation, while the Wangchuan garrison remained motionless.

Ning Zhuo stared intently and saw that the enemy troops were mostly wounded, with some soldiers struggling to carry their severely injured bodies. Clearly, they had just experienced a major battle and had not yet had time to rest and heal.

His gaze was fixed on the two commanders.

The figure on the left is like a wisp of human-shaped cold smoke, with indistinct details of his face and other features. He exudes a chilling aura, and countless icicles float around him.

It was none other than the Venerable Hanyan. To his right stood a hunched figure, leaning on a cane, his black robe constantly conjuring up countless pale human faces. All of these faces wore expressions of pain and wailing.

She is the Mother of a Hundred Ghosts.

Both of them possessed the aura of Nascent Soul cultivators and were stationed in the central army.

Qing Chi was eager to attack, but Qing Yan stopped him, saying, "We've already reached the enemy; there's no need to rush this short time."

"Let's test the waters first."

Ning Zhuo turned to look at him and nodded slightly.

He reached out and tossed out a number of mechanical puppets, which he then manipulated to charge into battle.

Before they could even get a hundred paces away, they were bombarded to smithereens by enemy magic and other spells.

The Wanchuan defenders only launched a distant attack, remaining stationary in their original positions.

Ning Zhuo frowned, his mind racing with thoughts: "Is it a disguise of a magic array, or is there some unspeakable secret?"

"Unfortunately, the Qingjiao Army is too limited in its military branches to accept my administrative troops."

"Otherwise, I could have regained the advantage I had when I had two bets."

The Qingjiao Army was newly established, and its military branch was the Paper Money Underworld Soldiers. Ning Zhuo's mechanical puppets were far inferior to the Paper Money Underworld Soldiers and were not recognized by the military branch.

Furthermore, since there were no valuable items like military registers among the military equipment, there was simply no other way to deal with the situation.

Qingyan suddenly said, "Given the current situation, it would be better for us generals to take the initiative to attack, probe their strength, and then order the entire army to attack. Alternatively, we could ask them to provide us with additional military support."

Ning Zhuo nodded: "That's the only way."

Qing Chi clenched his fist, his eyes gleaming with enthusiasm: "Alright, I'll choose that old woman as my opponent first."

"Father, try attacking that wisp of cold air."

Qingyan waved her hand: "No, you are the commander, stay behind first. I will go with Jiao Ma's father."

Ning Zhuo shook his head: "Qing Chi, as a general, should not be easily dispatched, but I can strike first."

Jiao Ma's father spoke up, wanting to volunteer for the battle, but Ning Zhuo stopped him with a firm expression and a single sentence: "It's settled then!"

Ning Zhuo and Qing Yan walked out of the army and, in the open space between the two armies, declared that they would choose generals.

"It's weird."

"The enemy is trying to lure us in again. What methods do they have?"

The Cold Mist Master and the Hundred Ghosts Mother exchanged thoughts, and doubts arose again.

“Right now, there are only the two of us in command of the Imperial Guards. I can go into battle, and you can stay and oversee the army. If something happens to me, we won’t be in a situation where we have soldiers but no generals,” said Master Hanyan.

The Mother of a Hundred Ghosts nodded: "My injuries are indeed more severe than yours. You try your best to buy time, and I will secretly do my best to recover!"

After the two had reached an agreement, Master Hanyan stepped out of the military formation and shouted, "One is a Golden Core cultivator, and the other is a Foundation Establishment cultivator. I alone can satisfy your desire for death."

"Come, hand over your lives!"

Qingyan and Ningzhuo exchanged a glance, and without hesitation, they attacked simultaneously.

Master Hanyan focused his gaze on Ning Qing and the other person, and with a thought, the ice shards floating around him shot out.

As they flew into the air, the speed of these ice spikes increased dramatically, transforming into several beams of extremely cold ice light, their power suddenly increasing more than tenfold.

Ning Zhuo had been prepared for battle and reacted quickly. He used earth-elemental magic to enhance the earth elemental spleen temple and used military force to raise a thick wall of earth to block his way.

Qingyan used the earthen wall for defense, without dodging, and held a long spear, displaying spear flourishes.

One after another, blue spear flowers shot out, like a rain of flowers, covering the onrushing Cold Smoke Immortal.

With a thought, Master Hanyan sent out more than a dozen icicles, which transformed into frost shields, intercepting the blue spear flowers halfway.

The earthen wall was pierced by the ice line!
The thick earthen wall only held out for a moment before being breached.

Ning Zhuo and Qing Yan reacted quickly and dodged.

The remaining earthen wall was instantly frozen into a block of ice.

bang bang bang...

A series of muffled thuds followed, all the spear flashes were blocked by the frost shield, powerless and helpless, heading towards their annihilation.

Ning Zhuo and Qing Yan both showed a look of surprise.

Not only the two of them, but also Qing Chi and the others watching behind them were shocked.

Even with just a probing attack, Master Hanyan displayed formidable combat power.

Ning Zhuo and Qing Yan are backed by military forces, and so is Master Hanyan. In this respect, Master Hanyan, with the support of the Imperial Guards, has an even greater advantage!

Ning Zhuo and Qing Yan can leverage various methods to unleash even greater combat power. However, Master Hanyan himself possesses Nascent Soul level cultivation and combat strength!

Master Hanyan charged close and launched an attack.

With a wave of his sleeve, he could unleash a vast wave of icy, dark energy.

With a flick of his finger, countless sharp, mysterious ice spikes appeared on the ground, growing out like bamboo shoots.

With a slap of his palm, countless ice needles condensed in the sky and descended upon him.

Once they officially clashed, Master Hanyan gained a firm advantage, while Ning Zhuo and Qingyan frantically dodged and occasionally counterattacked, ending up in a sorry state.

Ning Zhuo used the Five Elements spells in turn, each strike mobilizing the spirits of the five internal organs and consuming military strength; otherwise, he would not be qualified to participate in such a battle.

In the past, powerful metal-elemental spells could take lives. Now, they could only break through the ice barrier. The surging water-elemental spells, barely unleashed, were frozen in place. The blazing fire-elemental spells quickly subsided under the ice. The earth-elemental spells, often used by Ning Zhuo for defense, were as fragile as paper. The forests and vines created by wood-elemental spells struggled to grow and were quickly frozen to death.

The same was true on Qingyan's side.

His various magical artifacts were rapidly depleted, and cracks appeared on his natal magic weapon. He was coughing up blood while fighting.

Qing Chi glared angrily, his heart filled with anxiety, and wanted to join the battle, but Ning Zhuo and Qing Yan simultaneously communicated with him through their divine senses, strongly dissuading him from doing so.

The enemy only sent one person; if our own commander were to participate, we would be in an even more passive position.

Master Hanyan sneered, "Two little mice, how presumptuous of you! Die!"

Ice Mage - Freeze and Kill!
The cold aura of the Cold Mist Master condensed on his fingers, and a pale blue ice line shot out from his fingertips.

The ice lines emitted a white light, shooting out silently.

However, wherever the ice line went, even space itself was affected, leaving behind a blue icy mark!
"Oh no!" Qingyan felt a chill run down her spine, sensing a deadly crisis.

He unleashed his full power to dodge, but the surrounding chill quickly enveloped him, slowing his movements abruptly.

He could only use his magical shield to block the attack.

The ice line sliced ​​through the shield as easily as a sharp blade cutting through tofu.

Qingyan suffered a backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He took the opportunity to change his body posture and avoid a fatal blow.

The result was that the ice line cut off a forearm and half a leg.

The wound didn't bleed; instead, it froze instantly. A terrifying chill quickly crept up his limbs, penetrating his internal organs.

As Han Yan Shangren moved his fingers, a pale blue ice line swept towards Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo gave a soft shout, urging his magic power to lift up the thick barriers of earth and wood elements.

It only held out for three breaths before being completely pierced by the ice line.

Heavy Armored Blood Ape - Great Victory!
At the critical moment of life and death, Ning Zhuo played his trump card.

Yuan Dasheng shielded Ning Zhuo and forcefully pushed the latter away.

(End of this chapter)