Chapter 715: Ice God and Fire God

Na'er: "..."

"Boom—"

On both sides of the canyon, the Bingchuan Fire Prison suddenly began to shake.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The entire Frost Forest seemed to be experiencing a magnitude nine earthquake; the world covered in Ice and Snow turned into an ocean of Xue Hua, trembling violently.

"The commotion you're making... is just too big..."

Na'er muttered to herself inside the Silver Dragon Spear.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Just at this moment, on both sides of the canyon, the Bingchuan Fire Prison suddenly began to rotate.

Slowly, it turned into a massive blue and red vortex, pouring everything downward.

It was as if two giant maws in the depths of the canyon were Devouring everything; the speed at which the Bingchuan Fire Prison was draining away grew faster and faster.

Finally, it swept down like a storm, covering the sky and earth.

"They've sucked away all the water and fire elements..."

Swish!

The Silver Dragon Spear that Na'er inhabited dodged out of the vortex and flew to the side.

"Is their body tempering reaching its limit... are they about to become gods?!"

"Is there really such a good thing?"

The tip of the Silver Dragon Spear lit up as she kept a close watch on the movement below.

Unfortunately, she was not in her complete form right now and could not enter the depths to investigate the situation.

"Why... do I suddenly feel so uneasy..."

She murmured.

In just a few short minutes, the entire ice and fire world began to shrink, collapse, and finally disappeared completely into the depths.

"Hum!"

A powerful ripple emanated from the ground.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Na'er saw the ice and fire vanish, she immediately drove the Silver Dragon Spear to fly downward.

"Boom!"

But at this very moment, the bottom below suddenly erupted with extreme Ice Power, faintly tinged with golden light, all of which slammed into a human figure.

"Pfft! —"

Blood sprayed out as if life were being discarded; that figure was pushed by two red and blue beams of light, shooting straight from the ground toward the sky.

"Qin Jian!"

The Silver Dragon Spear halted, then chased after Qin Jian's figure as he flew backward into the sky.

"Swish!"

At this time, the figure of Poseixi suddenly appeared behind him.

"Splash!"

Seawater surged back, continuously offsetting the impact force on his body.

"Bang!"

But even so, Qin Jian still slammed heavily into Poseixi, and together they flew backward into the clouds before finally stopping.

"What happened?!"

Seeing Qin Jian's breath fading and his body stained with blood, Poseixi was greatly alarmed; she hurriedly hugged him tight, waved her slender hand to wash him with a wave of water, and then took out a robe to drape over him.

"Why..."

Qin Jian leaned against her, looking at the ground below with hollow eyes.

With a swish, the Silver Dragon Spear pierced through the clouds.

Poseixi first tensed up, then recognized that this was Qin Jian's weapon.

"Qin Jian! What happened?!"

Na'er's voice rang out in his mind: "You were burned by Divine Power?!"

"So it was Divine Power... they have become gods..."

Qin Jian murmured, slowly reaching out to steady himself against Poseixi, his gaze fixed straight below the clouds, watching the two graceful figures rising slowly from the depths of the earth.

One was sky-blue, the other fire-red, like the Ice Goddess and the Flame Goddess; they seemed slow but were actually fast, and the next moment they appeared before Qin Jian's eyes.

"Bing'er... Huo Wu... you..."

Qin Jian raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and wrapped his clothes tighter around himself.

"At this moment, you should address us as..."

Their expressions and voices appeared high and aloof, indifferent to the world.

"Ice God!" "Fire God!"

Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu stood upon the clouds, the light around their bodies slightly distorted.

Golden halos rotated quietly behind their heads, and the heavy aura made Qin Jian feel extremely suppressed.

Unlike the indirect contact with Divine Power during Dai Mubai's scheme, this time two new gods were truly being born before his eyes.

That power, which far exceeded the limits of the Plane, made Qin Jian feel as if he had become a frog at the bottom of a well.

Even though he was already infinitely close to God Level, that thin line between them felt like a natural chasm.

"Are you... going to kill me?"

Qin Jian lowered his eyes; apart from that face as pale as paper, no other emotion could be seen.

Having experienced such things with Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, he had unknowingly become somewhat accustomed to it...

The Silver Dragon Spear floated quietly by his side.

Poseixi supported him, silently observing these two goddesses, finding it hard to imagine that the people Qin Jian had risked his life to save would suddenly become gods.

And the most critical part was that they would actually move to kill him.

Could this be what the Sea God called the aftermath?

"We have already become gods, why should we still share the same man with other women?"

Huo Wu's entire body transformed, slowly becoming transparent, as if she had turned into a Flame Figure.

"Boom— boom!"

The light and flames flared, burning the void until it slightly collapsed.

"Rather than sharing, it would be better if you were dead."

Shui Bing'er's figure likewise faded.

"Crack— crack!"

Above the clouds, only the shadow of an Ice Phoenix remained, freezing the void.

"Very... good..."

Qin Jian's slightly hoarse voice came from his mouth.

He slowly raised his head, the whites of his eyes gradually covered in bloodshot veins: "High and mighty gods... is that so? If you want to kill me, then come."

"Qin Jian!"

The voices of Na'er and Poseixi entered his mind and ears respectively.

"Do you not want to talk to them again?" Poseixi said thus.

"There must be a god's conspiracy in this, what should we do?" Na'er said.

Qin Jian's expression was cold and desolate, chillingly terrifying.

"There is only one thing we need to do now," his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "And that is... run!"

"Run? Where to run?"

The Flame Figure flicked a finger casually, and a beam of flame, having just condensed, appeared before Qin Jian.

"Whoosh!"

Waves of the sea wrapped tightly around Qin Jian, simultaneously sweeping him backward at high Speed.

"Ninth Soul Skill!"

Poseixi's figure blocked his front, turning half the world into an ocean.

"Sizzle— sizzle!"

But the moment that crimson beam touched the waves, extreme heat spread, actually burning the sky-filling Ocean Power into Void in an instant!

"Pfft!"

Poseixi spat blood and was knocked back.

"So weak."

The Flame Figure flicked its fingers again casually.

The flames that had just repelled Poseixi's Ninth Soul Skill were fired again, numbering over a dozen!

"Swish!"

Poseixi did not hesitate to hold Qin Jian and retreat at high Speed.

But her Speed could not keep up with the flames at all, and those clusters of flaming light soon approached behind the two of them.

"Whoosh!"

It surged against the wind, as if wanting to swallow them whole.

Qin Jian suddenly hugged Poseixi back, using up all his remaining strength.

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Thirteen Slashes of the Sea-Sky Sword Curtain!"

In terms of momentum, the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of Qin Jian and Poseixi looked as if it swept across the entire sky.

But the thirteen peerless giant swords slashed down, yet they were no match for those few simple flames.

When the power of elements is so pure that only flame remains, it can incinerate everything!

"Hum!"

The Silver Dragon Spear suddenly appeared in front of Qin Jian, narrowly absorbing the remaining flame power.

Na'er's grave voice rang in Qin Jian's mind: "I still need a little time."

(End of this chapter)