God Destroying Pearl

The White Bear King was chasing closely behind him, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light, and he was fixed on Han Tianmo's back.

"Hantianmo, even if you run to the ends of the earth today, I will definitely catch you!"

Under the crazy pursuit of the White Bear King, Han Tianmo fled desperately like a frightened bird.

Not long after, the White Bear King chased Han Tianmo to the sphere of influence of the Snow Region Human Race.

It was midnight at this moment, and everything was silent. Only the occasional sound of wind whimpered across the empty land.

However, this peaceful night was instantly broken by the powerful spiritual pressure emanating from the White Bear King and Han Tianmo.

The spiritual pressure was like a surging tide, sweeping towards the cities below with overwhelming force.

Many monks in the city were awakened by this terrifying force even in their sleep.

In a prosperous medium-sized city, a young cultivator who was in seclusion trying to reach the late stage of foundation building was hit hard by the sudden pressure, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably.

His eyes were wide open and his face was filled with fear. He wanted to stand up but found that he was too weak to stand up. He could only collapse on the training platform, his body trembling like a sieve.

"This... What kind of power is this? Why is it so terrifying!?"

His voice was trembling and full of fear.

In another small town, a group of Qi Refining disciples with little cultivation were stunned by the pressure.

They lay on the ground in a mess, their faces as pale as paper and lifeless.

Those monks who were barely holding on and not fainted all looked frightened. They all looked in the direction where the sound came from, their eyes filled with fear of the unknown.

"What on earth happened? Is there an invasion by a powerful enemy?" An elder in the early Jindan stage looked at the sky with a serious expression and muttered to himself.

Although he pretended to be calm, his slightly trembling hands revealed his inner nervousness.

Soon, Han Tianmo was chased to the vicinity of Yunmeng Mountain, which was only a hundred miles away from Bingxue Sect.

A hint of joy suddenly flashed across Han Tianmo's heart.

He knew very well that the Ice and Snow Sect's ancestor Yan Siming was also a Divine Transformation cultivator. If he could join forces with Yan Siming, with the combined strength and means, they would certainly be able to deal with the White Bear King.

Thinking of this, Han Tianmo gritted his teeth, ignored the pain in his body, and once again mobilized his spiritual power to increase his flying speed.

The White Bear King was chasing closely behind him. When he saw Han Tianmo suddenly speed up, he snorted coldly, "Humph, do you think you can escape by getting close to the Ice and Snow Sect? Even if Yan Siming intervenes, I am not afraid!"

In the brightly lit main hall of the Ice and Snow Sect, the soft spiritual light illuminated the entire space and dispelled the darkness of the night.

Ice and Snow Sect's Patriarch Yan Siming and Sect Master Liu Zhendong sat opposite each other, concentrating on discussing many matters regarding displaying treasures to other sects in the Snow Region tomorrow.

Yan Siming was wearing a simple white robe. He had white hair but a ruddy complexion and deep eyes.

He tapped the table with his fingers and said slowly, "This time, the treasure display is not only to show the foundation of our Ice and Snow Sect, but also to take this opportunity to enhance our sect's influence in the Snow Region. Zhendong, how are you preparing?"

Liu Zhendong stood up respectfully, bowed slightly, and said, "Don't worry, ancestor, the treasures have been prepared, and the display process and reception arrangements have also been planned in detail."

"However, there will be many sects coming tomorrow, and there are many people with ulterior motives among them, so we need to be more careful."

Yan Siming nodded slightly and was about to respond when suddenly, his expression changed.

A powerful and unfamiliar divine pressure suddenly hit Yan Siming's perception like a surging wave.

Yan Siming stood up instantly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, he turned to look at Liu Zhendong, and said in a deep voice, "Zhendong, you stay in the sect and pay close attention to the movements of the sect. Don't panic."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Siming's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a residual shadow.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Siming appeared in the sky outside the Ice and Snow Sect.

The biting cold wind whistled past, making his clothes rustle like a fluttering flag.

Yan Siming's expression was stern, his eyes swept towards the interior of the sect like lightning, and he gathered all his spiritual power and shouted loudly, "Quickly open the defense formation, all disciples, be alert, beware of any accidents!"

With the blessing of spiritual power, the sound resounded throughout the Ice and Snow Sect like thunder, and could be heard clearly in every corner.

Then, Yan Siming tapped the air with his toes, and his whole body flew quickly towards the direction where the pressure came from like a stream of light.

Along the way, the air around him was squeezed by his speed and made a sharp whistling sound.

Not long after, Yan Siming saw from afar that Han Tianmo and the White Bear King were engaging in a fierce battle above Yunmeng Mountain.

Han Tianmo was seen in a miserable state, with blood all over his body. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured in the previous battle.

Although Han Tianmo kept waving the "Hanxue Sword" in his hand, trying to resist the attack of the White Bear King, he seemed a little powerless under the White Bear King's violent attack.

The White Bear King, on the other hand, had an arrogant and complacent look on his face. He wielded the top-grade magic weapon, the "Soul-Devouring Demon Hammer" in his hand with great skill. Every time he swung it, it brought up ripples of spiritual power that distorted space, forcing Han Tianmo to retreat step by step.

After Yan Siming saw this scene, his face instantly turned gloomy.

Yan Siming frowned tightly, his lips moved slightly, and he cursed in a low voice, "Waste!"

In Yan Siming's opinion, Han Tianmo, who was also in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, should not be so helpless even if he was defeated by the White Bear King.

However, Yan Siming did not impulsively intervene in the fight between the two.

He knew very well that rash intervention might disrupt his rhythm and put him in a passive situation.

So Yan Siming hovered in the air far away, quietly observing the battle situation.

While watching carefully, Yan Siming's sharp eyes instantly caught the top-grade magic weapon in the White Bear King's hand that was emitting powerful spiritual fluctuations.

Yan Siming's eyes suddenly focused, and a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

Top-grade magic weapons are rare in the entire world of immortal cultivation. Their power is strong enough to make the holder's strength take a qualitative leap.

Yan Siming instantly understood why Han Tianmo was completely defenseless in front of the White Bear King.

However, Yan Siming quickly came to his senses, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly, saying, "A demon beast is worthy of possessing such a top-grade magic weapon. It's simply a waste of heaven's gift!"

In Yan Siming's opinion, only a race like the human race, which is proficient in cultivation and control of spiritual power, can truly realize the greatest value of such a powerful magical weapon.

It is such a waste to be possessed by a monster like the White Bear King.

At this time, under the violent attack of the White Bear King, Han Tianmo retreated like a leaf in the wind.

Han Tianmo was filled with anxiety, thinking secretly.

Logically speaking, with Yan Siming's level of cultivation, he should be able to feel the fierce battle within the Bingxue Sect here among the Spiritual Transformation Stage cultivators, but why is there still no sign of him until now?

Could it be that something unexpected happened within the Ice and Snow Sect?

As the White Bear King's attacks became more and more fierce, Han Tianmo gradually felt overwhelmed.

Even if Han Tianmo hardened his heart and was willing to consume his life to launch an attack, he was still unable to withstand the attack of the White Bear King.

Not long after, Han Tianmo realized that the spiritual energy in his body was seriously depleted.

However, the desire to survive made Han Tianmo make a decision in an instant. He decided not to hide his strength anymore.

Then, Han Tianmo's eyes turned red, and he shouted at the White Bear King viciously, "White Bear King, don't go too far!"

After hearing this, the White Bear King showed a mocking sneer on his face and responded with disdain, "What if I bully you? What can you do to me?"

After saying that, the White Bear King took a step and rushed towards Han Tianmo again, holding the "Soul-Devouring Demon Hammer" high in his hand, and was about to give Han Tianmo a fatal blow.

At this critical moment, Han Tianmo's body shook violently, and a powerful and strange aura burst out from his body.

Under the impact of this momentum, the White Bear King involuntarily took more than ten steps back.