Chapter 545: Chapter 545: Beiming Heavenly Phoenix

Ming Aoshuang cursed Fang Zhou in her heart, wishing him to go to hell with her.

But she didn’t want to wait idly for death either. Her legs trapped in the snow were already immobile, and ice was gradually beginning to freeze upwards along her calves, soon reaching her knees.

Ming Aoshuang was always the one using ice to freeze others, never imagining she’d be frozen herself one day.

Once the ice spread across her body, she’d become like these ice sculptures around her, her Divine Soul completely dead, her body taken by the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix.

She struggled desperately for a while, but her legs wouldn’t budge. Even cursing loudly at the Phoenix in front of her got no response.

Ming Aoshuang gasped for breath, a determined look flashing in her eyes. She bent down, using her hands to pound her already frozen calves.

She’d rather lose both legs than be frozen to death just like this.

In this Divine Soul Realm, spells couldn’t be used; she could only rely on the strength of her own Divine Soul.

She continued to punch her legs, attempting to smash them to pieces to break free.

The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix watched Ming Aoshuang’s actions indifferently, as if observing the last struggles of a dying person.

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In reality, the stalemate between Fang Zhou and the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix had already been going on for some time.

Moonlight and frost clashed intensely and continuously, the dispersion of energy creating rings of light that distorted the surrounding space, freezing again with the chilling temperature.

The True Qi inside Fang Zhou’s body was rapidly depleting, despite having opened all his apertures to frantically absorb and refine the surrounding Spiritual Energy, still not keeping up with the terrifying consumption speed of Moon in Water.

Not to mention he still needed to maintain the consumption of the ten thousand sword shadows against the tornado.

The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix, possibly due to being merely a phantom, matched Fang Zhou in attack power, but clearly surpassed him in endurance, showing no signs of weakness thus far.

At this rate, Fang Zhou would be drained dry by this bird.

Affected by the bright moon at this moment, Fang Zhou’s mind was ethereal, neutral, without any emotional fluctuations, urging the remaining True Qi in his body to cast another spell.

The twenty-first level, already somewhat dark, saw visibility drop even further, as if suddenly transitioning from dusk to night.

Fang Zhou summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, sending it shooting into the sky, fragmenting into countless starlights, adorning the pitch-black night sky like the twinkling stars of a summer night.

Every ray of starlight transformed into a solid silver sword shadow, and in an instant, half the sky was filled with silver glow, shining under the bright moon.

Dayan Star Swordsmanship, a spell no less powerful than ten thousand sword shadows.

Meanwhile, there seemed to be a resonance between the bright moon and the stars, making the moon appear even purer under the starlight, while each sword shadow became coated with the moon’s bright light, gaining additional power.

Fang Zhou had only learned this recently and had never used these two techniques simultaneously; he hadn’t expected Dayan Star Swordsmanship and Moon in Water to actually amplify each other’s damage.

That beam of condensed moonlight instantly swelled, scattering the frost of the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix and shooting straight towards its phantom.

The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix folded its wings again, wrapping around Ming Aoshuang in the center.

As moonlight struck the phantom, it emitted a thunderous roar, the phantom repeatedly retreating under the impact, yet the wings held firm against the attack.

Fang Zhou, raising his hand high, swung it down, and the vast swath of silver sword shadows immediately aimed at the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix, unleashing a tidal wave of simultaneous fire.

The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix was stuck by the moonlight, turning into a sitting duck, receiving a barrage of silver sword shadows, quickly skewered like a porcupine.

These silver sword shadows, strengthened by the moonlight, were more powerful than golden sword shadows, each carrying an astonishing force.

In the end, the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix was merely a phantom, not a physical entity, and certainly not its true form. It was directly exploded by the moonlight and sword shadows, with a loud blast, as dozens of surrounding tornadoes vanished along with it.

Moonlight pierced through the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix’s phantom, shooting straight into the frozen desert below, obliterating everything along the way into dust.

Like a hot knife through butter, the frozen desert was instantly pierced, creating a deep, bottomless black hole.

Boom, boom, boom—

Amidst thunderous rumbling, the entire desert began to tremble.

Centered around the black hole created by the moonlight, countless spider-web-like cracks appeared and rapidly fractured, collapsing inward.

Beneath the collapse, a man-made structure emerged, featuring massive stone columns, arched roofs, and humanoid statues, all exposed within the collapsing pit.

Unexpectedly, there were relics hidden under this desert, something neither Fang Zhou nor even the Righteous Alliance, who had swept below the twenty-seventh level, could have anticipated.

After the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix’s phantom was destroyed, Ming Aoshuang’s figure fell from it, blown by still lingering winds, tumbling towards the collapsing pit.

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In the Divine Soul Realm.

Ming Aoshuang had already punched countless cracks into her frozen legs, needing only one more punch to completely shatter them and break free.

Yet, at this moment, Ming Aoshuang hesitated, aware that damage to her Divine Soul would reverberate to her physical body. If she broke her legs here, her physical body’s legs would also become crippled, beyond any cure.

Even if she shattered her legs to escape, what then? She couldn’t leave the Divine Soul Realm, and the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix was there watching, ready to freeze her again at any moment.

The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix gazed at Ming Aoshuang with cold eyes, waiting for her decision.

After a silent moment, Ming Aoshuang’s face showed resolve as she raised her fist and smashed it toward her legs.

Even if crippled, even if she couldn’t escape, she’d use this act to express her defiance against the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix.

Just as her fist was about to land, the entire Divine Soul Realm suddenly shook, causing Ming Aoshuang to lose her balance, and her punch merely grazed her thigh.

The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix, always indifferent, finally showed an angry expression in its eyes.

It let out a piercing screech towards the sky, spread its wings, and flew into the darkness, disappearing from sight.

The shaking almost snapped Ming Aoshuang’s legs, but she cautiously stood up again, looking in amazement toward where the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix had flown, with a thoughtful gaze.

Such unexpected behavior from the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix certainly meant something had happened outside, forcing it to leave.

Outside, besides Fang Zhou, there was no one else, making it likely that Fang Zhou forced the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix to exit the Divine Soul Realm.

While Ming Aoshuang didn’t know the extent of the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix’s control over her body, she instinctively knew it was terrifying.

Fang Zhou could actually force the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix to go out, further proving his strength.

This was something Ming Aoshuang could never achieve.

After the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix left, the freezing ice on Ming Aoshuang ceased, allowing her to finally take a breath.

Unexpectedly, she ended up being indirectly saved by that lousy man.

Ming Aoshuang couldn’t help but wear a self-mocking expression on her face.