Chapter 157 The Frosty Netherworld White Tiger Displays Its Power, the Reserve Team Sweeps Through the Main Team
The next moment, the light exploded.
A giant white tiger with two wings on its back materialized.
Its body, as clear as ice crystals, gleamed with a pale blue icy light. Its eight-meter-long body was covered with crisscrossing ice patterns, and its purple vertical pupils were filled with piercing cold.
Its two-meter-tall body was shrouded in a chilling icy mist, and its claws gleamed with icy sharpness.
The power of the Netherworld White Tiger and the chilling cold of the Ultimate Ice blended perfectly.
Dai Yueheng looked at the giant tiger before him, his hands unconsciously clenching.
They were both of the White Tiger bloodline.
Yet before him, Dai Yueheng actually felt a trace of the oppressive aura of a superior being emanating from the Extreme Ice Netherworld White Tiger.
"Xi Xi, Ling Luochen, let's attack together!" Dai Yueheng didn't waste any more words.
He leaped into the air, his fifth spirit ring flashing.
"Fifth Soul Skill, White Tiger Demon God Transformation!"
He was enveloped in a dark golden light. His fur turned dark gold, and a huge white tiger phantom appeared behind him. His aura became violent, and his combat power surged instantly.
Xi Xi accelerated in sync. Her Lightning Leopard Martial Spirit activated its third soul skill, Lightning Shadow Escape, transforming her body into a streak of lightning as she flanked from the side.
Ling Luochen gritted her teeth, raised her ice crystal staff, and released her third soul skill, Ice Prison.
Several icicles burst from the ground, attempting to block the movement route of the Extreme Ice Netherworld White Tiger.
But the icicles had barely risen three feet before they were assimilated by the icy mist surrounding the Extreme Ice Netherworld White Tiger.
Ling Luochen's Ice Prison was no different from using ice cream as a city wall against the Ultimate Ice.
Her face turned even paler.
The Frosty Netherworld White Tiger let out a low growl.
With a flap of its wings, the giant white tiger soared into the air and crashed straight into Dai Yueheng.
"Netherworld White Tiger Break!"
On the viewing platform, Xuanzi finally put down his wine gourd.
He leaned forward, a serious glint flashing in his cloudy old eyes.
The outcome of this team battle had already been decided the moment Xue Qingyao froze Ma Xiaotao in one move.
But Xuanzi wasn't interested in the result.
What he wanted to see was the potential of Dai Huabin's reserve team.
The impact of the Extreme Ice Netherworld White Tiger collided with Dai Yueheng's White Tiger Demon God Transformation in the center of the arena.
The icy mist exploded as dark golden light clashed with pale blue icy rays.
Dai Yueheng crossed his arms to block, but he was pushed backward five or six meters, leaving two deep furrows in the ice beneath his feet.
The tiger's mouth split open.
A level 64 Soul Emperor, with the White Tiger Demon God Transformation fully activated, had taken the blow head-on.
The price was torn palms, numb arms, and a loss of ten percent of his soul power.
"Such overwhelming strength..." Dai Yueheng's arm trembled.
Xi Xi's Lightning Leopard pounced from the side. Using a combination of lightning and a lightning-charged strike, her claws slashed at the side of the Frosty Netherworld White Tiger.
The ice patterns shimmered.
Most of Xi Xi's lightning was absorbed by the ice layer, and the remaining current flowed harmlessly across its surface.
"No way." Xi Xi's smile froze.
The tail of the Extreme Ice Netherworld White Tiger swept across.
Xi Xi desperately retreated. The icicles at the tip of the tail grazed just three inches in front of her chest, and the freezing wind it generated sent her hair flying wildly.
"Damn it, this pressure is too much!" Xi Xi cursed as she hurriedly widened the distance.
On the viewing platform, Du Weilun muttered to himself, "A level 45 and level 42 Martial Spirit Fusion Skill... forcing back a level 64 Soul Emperor head-on..."
Xuanzi said nothing as he picked up the wine gourd again.
He glanced at Xue Di, who was quietly standing on the sidelines.
The woman in the white dress, with her white hair flowing behind her, stood with her hands folded before her, calm and composed.
The blizzard domain remained intact, but she had deliberately minimized its effect on Dai Huabin's side.
One move had frozen Ma Xiaotao.
Xuanzi took another sip of wine as he mentally reassessed the true strength of this reserve team.
If Xue Qingyao was included, the potential of this reserve team might even surpass that of the main team.
An interesting thought appeared in his mind.
Xuanzi smacked his lips but said nothing for the moment.
He continued watching the battle while picking up another chicken leg.
On the field, Dai Yueheng wiped the blood from his torn palms and resumed his fighting stance.
"Sixth Soul Skill, White Tiger Annihilation Strike!"
A cross-shaped golden-white slash condensed between his claws, tearing through the air as it struck toward the chest of the Extreme Ice Netherworld White Tiger.
The Frosty Netherworld White Tiger folded its wings, condensing the icy mist into an ice shield.
The golden-white slash struck the shield, cracking it in several places, but it failed to break through.
Dai Yueheng's heart sank.
His strongest attack had been blocked by the defense of the Martial Spirit Fusion Skill.
The next moment, Dai Huabin's voice echoed from within the Frosty Netherworld White Tiger, carrying a faint smile.
"Just admit defeat. I haven't even used my full strength yet."
Dai Yueheng gritted his teeth.
He knew Dai Huabin was telling the truth.
From beginning to end, the Frosty Netherworld White Tiger had only used one charge and one ice shield.
Even the Netherworld White Tiger Break hadn't been unleashed at full power. Otherwise, none of the three of them would have survived that attack.
"I..."
Before Dai Yueheng could finish speaking, Xiao Xiao's voice rang out from the other side of the arena.
"Third Soul Skill, Might of the Cauldron!"
Her third soul skill erupted.
The three Soul-Suppressing Cauldrons merged into one. The giant cauldron spun through the air, releasing a shockwave that spread across the entire arena.
Chen Zifeng and Yao Haoxuan both froze. The Soul-Chasing Sword's trajectory shifted by half a foot, and the Earth-Shaking Roar's sound waves weakened by more than half.
Taking advantage of Chen Zifeng's momentary lapse in concentration, Wang Dong'er gathered all her strength.
Her wings turned completely golden. Her arms pressed against her forewings as a brilliant golden pillar of light rose behind her.
Chen Zifeng's expression changed.
"What is that?!"
At the same time, Ning Tian focused all three boosts from her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda onto Wang Dong'er.
Strength, speed, and soul power—all three were amplified to the maximum.
The golden pillar curved into a gigantic crescent-shaped blade of light.
"Third Soul Skill, Butterfly Goddess Slash!"
One hundred and eight slashes merged into the crescent-shaped blade, which screamed through the air toward Chen Zifeng and Yao Haoxuan.
Chen Zifeng desperately activated his fifth soul skill, Death Pursuit, sending the Soul-Chasing Sword flying to intercept it.
The sword collided with the golden blade in mid-air.
The Soul-Chasing Sword was blasted away, bouncing three times across the ground before coming to a stop.
The remaining force of the golden blade knocked both Chen Zifeng and Yao Haoxuan to the ground.
The two landed heavily on the ice, covered in dust and frozen shards.
Yao Haoxuan lay there staring blankly at the ceiling.
"I'm a level 55 Soul King... and I got knocked down by a level 35?"
He turned to look at Chen Zifeng, who was in an equally miserable state.
Chen Zifeng's lips twitched.
"Don't look at me. I'm level 57... and I'm down too."
The two exchanged glances before falling silent.
Although they were Soul Kings, they couldn't unleash their full strength within the Snow Dance Shining in the Sun domain. Losing to Wang Dong'er and the others under such circumstances wasn't entirely unreasonable.
After all, not everyone could withstand the Snow Empress's domain.
On the viewing platform, Xuanzi tossed aside another chicken bone.
He slowly stood up and cleared his throat.
"Alright, that's enough."
The fighting in the arena came to an immediate halt the moment he spoke.
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