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Although this Yin Chi Ice Mist was formidable, it couldn't harm him. With a thought, Lu Xia Tian activated the circulation of his Brahma Spirit Fire within his body. The Yin Li Ice Mist, which had been trying to burrow into his body through his pores, became like headless flies, bumping around aimlessly but unable to find a breakthrough.

Keeping this icy mist of the air conditioner at bay, Lu Xia Tian let out a slight sigh of relief. After all, he was just a stand-in and couldn't fully unleash his true strength. If the Ancestor Han Chi came in person, wanting to block this ice mist's attack would be extremely difficult.

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"Ah, a painful cry rang out and Lu Xia Tian turned to see Fu Jia Jiao wrapped in a massive amount of ice mist. In the blink of an eye, her eyebrows and hair were covered in frost. Her face was turning purplish-blue, clearly showing she had reached her limit."

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That was Zhou Qian'er, a powerful cultivator. Even within the ice mist, her movements were sluggish, her speed greatly affected. At first, she could still pay attention to Fu Jiaojiao. However, even from her trembling lips, one could see that Zhou Qian'er's magical power was constantly being consumed under the onslaught of this cold mist. She was struggling to protect herself and had no extra energy left to save Fu Jiaojiao.

The one-armed Daoist nun and the Golden Core girl she was protecting were in a similar predicament. As for the two Qingyi cultivators who had set up the formation earlier, they lost the protection of the formation and fared slightly better than Fu Jiaojiao, but they too were struggling to hold on.

Within a radius of tens of miles, the wind howled fiercely, and the sea surface was covered in ice. The thick layer of ice fog shrouded the area, refusing to dissipate. It hung over the sea like a monstrous apparition, attempting to swallow the several cultivators within the mist.

Even the Cold Chi ancestor himself felt a bit uncomfortable, his brows furrowed slightly. He floated backward with his left hand holding the Yinchi Ice Mist Kettle. This Yinchi ice mist was incredibly formidable; cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage would find it difficult to resist. The deity is currently in seclusion, cultivating profound techniques. The one who came now was just a substitute body and couldn't unleash the true power of the Yinchi ice mist. Furthermore, the substitute body couldn't last long within the ice mist. It could only rely on the Yinchi Ice Mist Kettle to control it.

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A gleam flashed in the eyes of Patriarch Hanchi, piercing through the interference of the ice mist. He saw what was inside and soon, Patriarch Hanchi couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation.

"My, you're quite the unexpected array master. Not only did you shatter those two imbeciles' formations and destroy their flags, but you even manage to withstand the chilling power of Yin Chi Ice Mist."

"There's even more surprising things to come." Lu Xia Tian could have left alone, but thinking about how Fu Jiao Jiao had helped him before, he felt it would be unkind to leave now. Besides, this was just a doppelganger of a Yuan Ying ancestor, and still within his capacity to handle. It wasn't completely beyond resistance.

Before Lu Xiaoteng's words could even leave his mouth, a small black dot shot out from his hand and soared into the air. It transformed into a pagoda that suddenly plummeted down from the sky, enveloped in blazing blue flames.

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The sacrificial flames of the Van Luo and the Yin Chi's icy breath collided, creating a violent clash.

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"Vairocana's Spirit Fire!" The Ancestor of Hanchi exclaimed in astonishment upon seeing the green flames before him. His face was full of surprise, such a spirit fire could actually be subdued by a Golden Core cultivator! It was truly incredible.

The grade of the *Fàn Luó Líng Huǒ* was even higher than his *Yīn Chī Bīng Wù*. Back then, it took him a great deal of effort to collect the *Yīn Chī Bīng Wù*, and after refining it, it became one of his deadly weapons. Among cultivators of the same rank, few could match him. But this silver-haired cultivator was able to conjure such powerful spiritual fire.

No wonder it could withstand the chilling power of my Yin Chi Ice Mist. So that's how it is. However, his cultivation base was still too weak. Possessing such a spiritual fire yet unaware of the art of controlling it was simply a waste of heaven's gift. It's a pity that it doesn't match my own cultivation method, otherwise, I would have claimed this fire for myself. Even a late-stage cultivator of a higher level than me would have to show him some respect.

Lu Xiaoteng's summon of the Zhenya Tower was incredibly swift. At first, the ancestor Han Chi hadn't expected such a change. The Zhenya Tower wasn't an ordinary artifact; it could move freely even within Yin Chi's ice mist, unaffected by the cold.

The Ancestor of the Cold Chi instantly flung out his hand, tossing the Hao Yin Hu that controlled the Yin Chi Ice Mist to the side. At the same time, he slapped out with an empty palm, and a massive surge of power shook the Town Demon Tower, sending it flying towards the sky.

"That's all there is to it," the ancestor of the Cold Chimera relaxed slightly, his pupils suddenly widening. In another direction, another pagoda covered in runes of the Vairocana Fire was crashing towards the Nether Yin Gourd.

Lu Xia Tian, after much planning, this time the Hao Yin gourd was hit right on.

With a booming sound, the Hao Yin Hu spun in mid-air several times before being released from its temporary control. The Yin Chi Bing Wu, which had been held captive by the Hao Yin Hu, scattered uncontrollably in all directions, no longer gathering together as before. Under the control of Han Chi Zuzu, it launched an attack on the one-armed Daoist nun and others.

"How could this be!" Seeing that he had been tricked by a mere Golden Core junior, the ancestor Han Chi was instantly furious. His mouth opened wide, and a whip as thick as an arm and a foot long split in two mid-air, striking the two demon-subduing towers that Lu Xia Tian had summoned.

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The short whip was incredibly fast, and Lu Xia Tian didn't dodge intentionally. He wanted to test the capabilities of this cold dragon ancestor's avatar. Normally, he wouldn't dare fight a Nascent Soul cultivator, as their power levels were worlds apart. But in this situation, since the cold dragon ancestor was using an avatar, his full power couldn't be unleashed. Taking this opportunity to experience a glimpse of a Nascent Soul cultivator's abilities would be invaluable. Only by truly feeling the terrifying power of a Nascent Soul cultivator could he gain a deeper, indescribable understanding of the Nascent Soul stage.

This kind of understanding cannot be gleaned from ordinary sparring.

The ice-like short whip clashed with the demon-suppressing tower in mid-air, and the Vairocana sacred flames on it splashed everywhere upon impact.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Xia Tian's body shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

Only to see the towering demon-suppressing tower at this time actually wailing and rolling back, with its spiritual light greatly reduced.

“However, a mere Earth Element magic artifact wants to contend with this seat’s spiritual artifact. It is truly overreaching. This little tower isn’t bad, but it's a pity that it hasn't grown up yet and will be stifled. Since it's been taken out, there's no need to put it away.” The Cold Chi ancestor let out a cold smile, two ice whips striking the Spirit Suppressing Tower controlled by Lu Xia Tian.

Lu Xiaitian's heart skipped a beat. The two Town Demon Towers he summoned collided with the opponent's attack, and they were already at their limit. His divine sense attached to the towers clearly felt the heavy damage they had sustained. If he was hit by this Cold Chi Patriarch a few more times, they would be completely shattered and it would take a massive amount of time to refine them again. He had been refining Town Demon Towers since his time in the Crimson Abyss Continent, and after all these years, he had only managed to forge three. If they were heavily damaged, it would take at least another twenty years to refine them again.

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