Chapter 153: The Summoning of the Ice and Snow God

The violent, blood-colored sickle shadows, accompanied by the replicated folding mirror flying wheels, charged forward!

Even Ling Yue's expression changed, because... the distance was simply too close!

And for some reason, even though it was clearly just Ning Feiliu's first soul ring, he always felt a sense of extreme danger.

That's right! Ning Feiliu's first soul ring... was at the Thousand-Year Spirit Ring level!

And what he didn't even know was that this re-absorbed first soul ring of Ning Feiliu's was actually at the seven-thousand-year level!

It was a soul skill equivalent to the fourth soul ring level of a Soul Ancestor!

Naturally, its power could not be compared to an ordinary first soul skill!

Therefore, the second soul ring at Ling Yue's feet had also suddenly lit up!

A self-created spirit skill?

"It's coming! Yafei's famous self-created spirit skill—Summoning of the Casting God!"

Just as the crowd was discussing it, Ning Feiliu activated... a soul skill!

Given that there was not much disadvantage in terms of physical fitness, Ning Feiliu was naturally overwhelmingly superior in soul skills.

Not far in front of him, Ling Yue, whose face was purple and blue and who had also deactivated his Spirit Possession, was lying there, his life or death unknown.

Blood Frenzy Dance: within ten minutes, increases attack by fifty percent and provides a life-steal effect; furthermore, it allows for one subsequent explosive forward launch of a half-moon energy light slash. When the folding mirror is used as a secondary weapon, it can carry the folding mirror to attack, while simultaneously replicating six additional folding mirror blades!

Ning Feiliu instantly held Broken Soul and the folding mirror, swinging a half-moon blood-moon shockwave toward Ling Yue in the sky!

But...

The next moment, the snowstorm gradually vanished from where it was, as if it had never appeared at all.

After all, no matter what, they would be fighting side by side in a year.

Then... where exactly did Ling Yue go after dodging Ning Feiliu's Blood Frenzy Dance?

One could see the swirling third soul ring at his feet move, though it did not bloom with light.

Moreover, he looked inward at the soul power within his body; it was less than thirty percent.

"Summoning of the Ice and Snow God!"

It was just trembling constantly, as if it could not withstand the power; under the gaze of the crowd, sure enough!

He had been on guard!

But facing Ning Feiliu's currently most powerful eight-thousand-year soul skill in the true sense, Ling Yue could not dodge it with his physical body alone.

And the Summoning of the Casting God did not have a range so large that it could not be dodged.

It was just that between the two, the sickle shadows collided crazily with the flying wheels and ice crystal daggers, and neither side was directly struck by an attack.

Everyone present had not expected that Ning Feiliu, while challenging someone of a higher rank, could still fight Ling Yue to a standstill.

Originally, Ning Feiliu could still react to Ling Yue's speed, but after Ling Yue activated his third soul skill and increased his speed by one hundred percent, he could no longer keep up with Ling Yue's speed at all.

And unexpectedly, it was not shouting that name, "Summoning of the Casting God."

Cold winds rose, tightly wrapping around Ling Yue's body, as if they had become his guardian spirit.

"Ling Yue... could he really be defeated?!" Hearing Carlisle's words, Jin Xi'er, who was on the side, found it somewhat unbelievable and asked.

Ling Yue roared loudly, releasing his strongest soul skill.

This was the consequence of continuous fighting.

The snow-white feathers on his wings condensed once more into hard ice crystals, and together with the feathers, they turned into cold blades, shooting toward Ning Feiliu!

"Broken Soul! Second soul skill! Blood Frenzy Dance!" As Ning Feiliu's second soul ring lit up, a blood-red light fell upon him, causing an extremely fierce aura to erupt from his entire body.

The main reason was still that Ning Feiliu's cultivation as a Soul Elder was too much of a disadvantage.

But the audience was boiling over; they had all seen Ning Feiliu's extremely powerful self-created spirit skill.

But the moment Ning Feiliu shattered Ling Yue's Ice and Snow Bloom, the eight folding mirror flying wheels replicated around his body, along with the folding mirror itself, rotated in his hands and flew toward Ling Yue in the sky!

Originally, they all thought that Ling Yue, with his Soul Ancestor realm, would completely crush Yafei, who only had the strength of a Soul Elder.

Yet they never expected that Ning Feiliu's three Thousand-Year Spirit Rings were not ordinary ones: the first was seven thousand years, the second eight thousand years, and the third six thousand years. The total of twenty-one thousand years of soul rings provided him with immense physical fitness and soul power amplification!

The violent snowstorm instantly engulfed Ling Yue, simultaneously erupting with a deafening sound.

As a member of the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy Team, although she could not get along with that group of people like Carlisle and Jin Xi'er, she was very familiar with all the members of the team.

However, there were also those who felt the power of the Summoning of the Casting God was indeed immense; among the audience present, there was no lack of Soul King and Soul Emperor powerhouses.

"Fourth soul skill! Feather Storm Wild Blade!"

Especially when facing an opponent with extremely high speed, so...

The current Yafei was already at the end of his rope.

Originally, he thought that facing Ning Feiliu, he would not need to use this fourth soul skill he had just obtained.

"This is the strength of Yafei! He is destiny!"

That was... Ling Yue's afterimage!

It was...

That was... the stones under the Douhun Platform were frozen and cracked.

"Boom—Boom—!"

Immediately, the entire venue began to discuss.

"First soul skill! Ice Blade!"

But after all, Ning Feiliu's was a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, so this was, of course, not hard to understand.

"It is time to end this," Ning Feiliu said softly.

"Hard to say... Ling Yue's injuries are not light either."

It was... behind Ning Feiliu!

Ling Yue's figure appeared suddenly, and then his feet, having transformed into sharp claws after Spirit Possession, kicked directly toward Ning Feiliu's back.

However, to be able to push Ling Yue to this extent, Ning Feiliu could be considered to have lost with honor.

Even if Yafei uses the Summoning of the God of Casting, can it really hit Ling Yue and completely defeat the opponent?

Meanwhile, the members of the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy Team in the Waiting Area, because they had never seen this move, the Summoning of the God of Casting, from Ning Feiliu, all began to wonder what it was.

……

Since that is the case……

After all, having gone through several battles, and Ling Yue's strength being truly remarkable, as expected, challenging across ranks…… is not an easy matter.

In their perception, the Summoning of the God of Casting possessed the power of a full-force strike from a Soul King.

It was more like a suppression coming from a higher-ranking entity of the same power!

This is enough to prove the gap of a major rank; this is a gap where even a hundred-year spirit skill can be on par with a thousand-year spirit skill in power!

If it weren't for Ning Feiliu having absorbed three Thousand-Year Spirit Rings, and he were merely an ordinary Soul Elder, it would be very difficult for him to be Ling Yue's opponent.

Because he felt a pressure from the unknown, and this pressure seemed to come from more than just a premonition of danger.

Furthermore, he instantly felt a bone-chilling cold that eroded his body!

One must know that his martial soul is a Snow Owl, a type of bird that can live in lands of extreme ice, yet even a Snow Owl accustomed to the cold cannot withstand this chill?

How much power can a Self-Created Spirit Skill have?

Yafei…… is too arrogant!

If he weren't facing Ling Yue after three consecutive great battles, perhaps he would still have a chance.

"Still a chance……" Carlisle took a deep breath and said, "However, for Ling Yue to easily defeat Yafei, I'm afraid that's impossible. If he wants to win this Spirit Fighting Battle, he must get serious!"

This is enough to prove how low the temperature of this blizzard is.

Clearly, in the collision between the two sides' spirit skills, it was Ning Feiliu, the Soul Elder, who held a slight advantage.

"Didn't I say so? Yafei is invincible! As long as he wants to be invincible, so what if he is a Soul Ancestor?"

"It's mainly Yafei's Self-Created Spirit Skill…… it's truly unimaginable to have such a powerful Self-Created Spirit Skill."

So he flapped his wings to take flight, quickly descending into his true home field!

The Way of the Other is ready!

Ning Feiliu directly copied Ling Yue's Third Soul Skill, Wind and Snow Blessing!

Suddenly, those spectators became even more fanatical!

At the same time, Ling Yue had already realized that relying on his Soul Ancestor-level cultivation, he could not directly crush Ning Feiliu.

Because they could feel…… that Ning Feiliu on the opposite side was indeed exhausted and his soul power was depleted.

But……

Soon, Ling Yue gave the answer.

But…… his voice and his spirit skill were both drowned out by an even larger blizzard.

The Folding Mirror refracted a mirror resembling the moon, and the mirror refracted light once more, which landed on Ning Feiliu.

So she had a very good understanding of Ling Yue's speed, especially since this guy broke through to the Soul Ancestor realm, his speed had become much faster.

That precious Thousand-Year Spirit Ring slowly shattered like jade falling to the ground!

"It's here! The Summoning of the God of Casting!" everyone present cheered and said.

Ling Yue was also extremely cautious, when suddenly, alarm bells rang in his heart!

"The Summoning of the God of Casting…… although powerful, with Ling Yue's speed, he can definitely dodge it directly," Shuang Lan said with some regret.

However, the next moment, Ling Yue, who had been hit by the Blood Frenzy Dance, suddenly shattered like foam.

Ling Yue quickly dodged, and at the same time, his wings flapped, and the first spirit ring on his body lit up.

Simultaneously, accompanied by extreme low temperatures, it spread out from above the sky!

Everyone seemed to see a giant divine bird in the sky, its entire body frozen by ice and snow, flapping its wings to scatter ice, snow, and storms upon the world!

"Rip—!"

"The power of that spirit skill…… Ling Yue will definitely be defeated!"

But he couldn't care about that much now!

"Even the most powerful spirit skill must hit Ling Yue. Can Yafei's move, the Summoning of the God of Casting, really hit Ling Yue, who is so fast?"

Without flight capabilities, even if Ning Feiliu attacked from a distance, Ling Yue had enough distance and time in the sky to dodge.

It is precisely because of this that they felt Ning Feiliu was invincible.

So the spirit ring circling his body…… the Third Soul Ring lit up!

"Third Soul Skill! Wind and Snow Blessing!"

Wind and Snow Blessing, Ling Yue's Enhancement spirit skill, can increase Ling Yue's speed by one hundred percent within half an hour, while increasing spirit skill power by fifty percent!

Ling Yue was unexpectedly hit by Ning Feiliu's Blood Frenzy Dance the moment he released his Third Soul Skill.

The fatigue and weakness in his body made him feel somewhat weary.

But…… Ning Feiliu's injuries were not light either; after all, he had taken several of Ling Yue's attacks, and his body was already covered in wounds!

Even if that Yafei's martial soul was quite strange, even if he actually had three Thousand-Year Spirit Rings.

He could finally capture Ling Yue's figure, and immediately, the Folding Mirror flying wheel in his hand rushed toward Ling Yue!

Ling Yue had forgotten that Ning Feiliu could still copy his spirit skill and then react to counterattack him.

From the center of his body, countless dense, tiny ice crystals began to form all around, turning into blades, and they also bombarded Ning Feiliu directly.

Above the sky!

A few meters away, Ling Yue frowned, but he had a vague, bad feeling.

"Folding Mirror! Second Soul Skill! Moon Mirror!"

However, Ling Yue did not stop his attacks at all; he once again vanished from his spot as if using Teleportation, attacking Ning Feiliu incessantly from all directions.

A violent blizzard instantly enveloped the entire Douhun Platform; the Douhun Platform, with a diameter of several dozen meters, was completely covered in ice and snow, and even the nearby spectator stands could feel that bone-chilling cold!

A beautiful, upright figure looked at Ning Feiliu on the Douhun Platform and shook her head.

If it were not for Ling Yue leading by a major rank, Ning Feiliu's first soul skill would have been enough to break through Ling Yue's second soul skill!

Shuang Lan felt a bit of regret.

All of Ning Feiliu's followers became fanatical; they had truly witnessed Ning Feiliu's rise with their own eyes.

Therefore, in their view, it was impossible for Ling Yue to lose now.

……

The Summoning of the God of Smelting... is impossible to land on an Agility Attack System Battle Soul Master like Ling Yue.

And on the other side of the spectator stands.

It was as if a drop of rainwater had been submerged in a river; it was simply too insignificant.

"Is he going to use that move again?"

This was already enough to erase Ling Yue's advantage of one major rank.

Under the circumstances where they had never witnessed the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, nor had they seen the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes and the Great Sumeru Hammer of the Clear Sky Sect, their understanding of Self-Created Spirit Skills was extremely limited.

"He actually fought to a draw with Ling Yue... No, Ling Yue's second soul skill couldn't even withstand that Yafei's first soul skill?!" he said, somewhat shocked and losing his voice.

A crisp bird cry seemed to pierce through space, resounding throughout the entire Great Spirit Arena!

Only the frozen traces on the Douhun Platform told the audience present that this terrifying blizzard had indeed existed.

But... any soul skill must hit the enemy to be effective.

Just at this moment, the folding mirror and the broken soul blade in Ning Feiliu's hands released blood-red light and white light forward, as if piercing through the void of space.

"Second Soul Skill! Ice and Snow Bloom!"

In the waiting area under the Douhun Platform, Carlisle's eyes were somewhat shocked.

Under the Enhancement of Wind and Snow Blessing, Ling Yue's speed was already so fast that he could leave a clear shadow in his original spot.

But Ling Yue had seen the second soul skill of the broken soul blade through his previous battle with Zuo Chi, therefore...

The fourth soul ring under his feet lit up directly!

This was his strongest soul skill at present!

The second soul ring under Ning Feiliu's feet lit up once again...

Ning Feiliu did not react in time at all, was instantly struck on the back, and stumbled forward.

But they had not lacked training together in the past.

And on the Douhun Platform, Ning Feiliu still stood in his original spot, but he had retracted his martial soul and soul rings.

Shuang Lan was just out on an adventure this time and had not followed Carlisle.

This time, however, it was not the second soul skill of the broken soul blade, but rather...

That's right, Ling Yue's second soul skill, Ice and Snow Bloom, was continuously suppressed when colliding with Ning Feiliu's first soul skill, Arc Light Facing Shadow.

In an instant, fifteen folding mirror flying blades bombarded him, sending him flying backward several meters!

"This is..."

Everyone widened their eyes and said in disbelief, "Another Self-Created Spirit Skill?!"

(End of this chapter)