The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

The sudden appearance of the giant icy hand startled both Wang Chan and Yu Kun.

"Who goes there! Hiding like a coward, get out here right now!"

Wang Chan's eyes turned cold as she blocked his Blood Spirit Divine Light, clearly indicating that he was an enemy.

Lu Yao didn't intend to hide forever, and directly flew over.

"Ice Mist Hermit? It's you!"

Upon seeing Lu Yao, Yu Kun immediately recognized his disguise.

"Is Fellow Daoist alright?"

Lu Yao nodded, his expression hidden behind his mask.

"With the help of fellow Daoists, the power will surely be neutralized today."

Yu Kun's face lit up with joy, and he quickly stood up next to Lu Yao.

"So you're Ice Mist Hermit? As a rogue cultivator, you dare to block the path of my Ghost Spirit Sect? You're courting death!"

Wang Chan had obviously heard of Ice Mist Hermit, and his eyes revealed a startling mix of killing intent and delight.

Lu Yao's disguise was already famous back in Jingu Plain, and it had always been a minor trouble for the Demonic Alliance.

The demonic path had organized ambushes multiple times, but all had failed.

Today, Wang Chan has encountered this person. As long as he captures him, how can he not make his reputation known to the six sects of the demonic path?

"His strength is nothing special, but his tone is quite arrogant."

Lu Yao chuckled lightly, his tone dismissive, as if he didn't take Wang Chan seriously at all.

"How dare you! I hope your soul is as hard as your mouth in a moment!"

Wang Chan was so angry he laughed. He didn't know where Lu Yao got his confidence from, daring to be so arrogant in front of him.

"Blood Spirit Seal!"

Wang Chan roared, and a blood-red seal appeared, overwhelming the heavens and earth, and rushed towards Lu Yao to kill him.

"Frost Spell!"

Lu Yao remained calm and instantly cast a spell, which enveloped the entire area with a terrifyingly cold aura.

The crimson seal that had been pressing down transformed into a large chunk of crimson-red ice.

"This is impossible!"

Wang Chan's expression changed. His Blood Spirit Seal was an attack technique within the Blood Spirit Great Art, extremely powerful. How could it be frozen by a mere Foundation Establishment level spell?

"Ice Explosion Technique!"

Lu Yao unleashed a spell, and the crimson ice instantly shattered, transforming into countless ice spikes that shot towards Wang Chan.

"Blood Spirit Shield!"

Wang Chan quickly used his magic to condense a huge blood-red shield.

"boom!"

However, as soon as the ice spikes touched the Blood Spirit Shield, Wang Chan could no longer hide the panic on her face.

"This is definitely not an intermediate-level spell!"

The Blood Spirit Shield's spiritual light dimmed, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

The ice spikes falling from the sky resembled a rain of arrows, falling one after another in an endless stream.

"Void Escape Talisman!"

Wang Chan gritted his teeth, took out the life-saving talisman, and activated it immediately.

Wang Chan's figure shifted and disappeared from the range of the ice spikes, reappearing on the other side of the battlefield.

"There are quite a few good items, but they're useless. The Green Radiance Sword!"

Lu Yao chuckled, somewhat surprised by the talisman Wang Chan used, but he didn't want to delay any longer and directly activated the Green Radiance Sword.

A flash of green light disappeared in an instant, and before Wang Chan could react, the Green Radiance Sword was already in front of him.

However, a cloud of black mist suddenly erupted from Wang Chan's body, blocking the Green Emperor Sword, and was about to condense into a figure.

"Do all six sects of the Demonic Path have this habit?"

Seeing this, Lu Yao knew exactly what was going to happen next; he figured it was just that Wang Chan's Nascent Soul father wanted to save her.

"Azure Thunder!"

Lu Yao had no interest in arguing with these old guys and directly condensed the Azure Sky Divine Thunder.

Without the assistance of the Thunder Prison Barrier, the Azure Sky Divine Lightning can be dodged, but that only applies to cultivators at the Core Formation stage or higher. Wang Chan is clearly not among them.

"you……"

Before the ghostly phantom could take shape, it was blasted apart by the Azure Sky Divine Thunder, and Wang Chan was also blasted into ashes along with it.

"Young Sect Master!"

The other Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators who were fighting against the Yellow Maple Valley disciples were terrified when they saw Wang Chan fall.

"Get out!"

The disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect weren't fools; staying any longer would be suicide, so they quickly fled.

Lu Yao naturally had no interest in these Ghost Spirit Sect disciples, so he didn't make a move.

"Gulu!"

Yu Kun swallowed hard, staring at Lu Yao in utter shock, even feeling a sense of fear towards him.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, I have some business with a friend in Yellow Maple Valley. You wouldn't refuse, would you?"

Lu Yao looked at Yu Kun with a half-smile.

"No, no, no, please go ahead, Brother Ice Mist."

Yu Kun quickly shook his head, not daring to say anything more.

It should be noted that although Ice Mist Hermit has a good reputation among the Seven Great Sects, he is said to be capricious and has even refused invitations from the Seven Great Sects to serve as a guest elder. He is not an easy person to get along with.

With a wave of his hand, Lu Yao grabbed Han Li, who was hiding in Huangfeng Valley, and left immediately.

Han Li, who was suddenly captured, instinctively wanted to resist, and his magical artifacts had already been activated.

“It’s me, come with me.”

Upon seeing this, Lu Yao immediately sent a telepathic message to Han Li.

Han Li was slightly taken aback, but immediately recognized whose voice it was.

"Brother Yao, you're actually Ice Mist Hermit?!"

Han Li opened his mouth, about to say something, but suddenly realized it wasn't the time to speak, so he quickly asked telepathically.

……

"Senior Brother, how did Junior Brother Han get taken away by this Ice Mist Hermit? Is Junior Brother Han in any danger?"

Zhong Weiniang came to Yu Kun's side anxiously and asked quickly.

"Nothing should happen. After all, Ice Mist Hermit is on the righteous side and wouldn't harm Junior Brother Han for no reason."

Yu Kun hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Well... how about I and a few of my senior brothers follow them and ask Ice Mist Hermit to release Junior Brother Han?"

Zhong Weiniang was still somewhat worried about Han Li and made a suggestion.

"Nonsense! What time is it? How can we act recklessly? Let's go back to the sect first. I will report this to my master."

Yu Kun's expression turned serious, and he reprimanded softly.

"That's all it can do."

Thinking of the dire situation of the demonic invasion, Zhong Weiniang's expression darkened, and she said helplessly.

Immediately afterwards, the spirit boat fleet of Huangfeng Valley set off again, heading towards the mountain gate of Huangfeng Valley.

……

Lu Yao used his divine sense to confirm that it was safe before putting Han Li down.

"Brother Han, do you have any plans for the future?"

Lu Yao looked at Han Li and asked.

"Alas, the demonic path is coming on strong, and the righteous and demonic paths are likely to fight each other again. We really have no choice but to fight."

Han Li felt somewhat irritated whenever he thought about this.

"That's right, the six sects of the demonic path have already established their dominance over the six factions. Brother Han, your talent is not outstanding among the disciples of Huangfeng Valley. You might end up becoming someone else's sacrifice."

Lu Yao shook his head. A disciple like Han Li was the most likely to be abandoned by Huangfeng Valley, even if his master was Li Huayuan.