Chapter 190: Ultra-Class Unleashed, All Beings Tremble!

"This…"

Zhang Daoyuan was momentarily speechless.

Xu Wenchang also frowned deeply, his expression grave.

"Ultra-class skills… usually only geniuses at level 80 or even 90 have a chance to master them. Lin Mo's current level… is far too low."

Zhang Daoyuan added:

"Yes, there's an insurmountable gap between ultra-class and high-class skills. Countless people spend their entire lives stuck at the Magic King realm."

Hearing the two elders' doubts,

Han Xue turned her head to look at them.

"You're right—normally, that's the case."

"But… Lin Mo doesn't follow normal rules. His talent can't be measured by level."

"On his first day touching ice affinity, he spontaneously condensed water into ice, then went on to create a high-class skill himself—this kind of instinctive sensitivity to elements…"

"I think he can definitely try an ultra-class skill."

After she finished speaking,

Zhang Daoyuan and Xu Wenchang exchanged a glance and said nothing more.

It seemed that for Lin Mo, trying an ultra-class skill was indeed worth a shot—what if he succeeded?

Guhe, seeing this, sighed bitterly:

"If he really masters an ultra-class skill at this level… the Five Elders of the Tian Shu Bureau would probably go mad right on the spot…"

"Right?"

Han Xue let out a light laugh.

Then she turned to look at Lin Mo:

"How about it, Lin Mo? Dare you challenge the realm of a Magic God?"

Hearing Han Xue's question,

Lin Mo took a deep breath.

His heartbeat quickened slightly.

Who wouldn't want an ultra-class skill?

"Xiao Bing, did you hear that?"

"The realm of a Magic God—do you think you can handle it?"

【'Ice Spike Technique' had clearly been thoroughly stirred by Han Xue's words.】

【'Ice Spike Technique' snorted: "Magic God? Sounds much more pleasing than some Magic King."】

【"Since this old woman brought it up, this young lady will see what this so-called ultra-class skill really is. I refuse to believe there's any ice technique I can't learn."】

Having received Xiao Bing's response,

Lin Mo's lips curled slightly as he met Han Xue's gaze.

"Master Han, let's give it a try."

"Good."

Han Xue nodded firmly.

Her expression instantly turned solemn and reverent.

"Then watch closely."

"This technique is called… 【Ten Thousand Methods Ice Seal】!"

"Feel it carefully!"

"An ultra-class skill isn't merely touching the rules—it's imposing your own will upon this entire world!"

"It's true… absolute mastery over the elements!"

As her words faded,

Han Xue said no more.

She turned and walked slowly toward the frozen plain ahead.

At this moment,

she was no longer the cold, composed professor from Jingda—she was the Ice Emperor of Longguo, who had once crushed countless foreign prodigies!

Han Xue stopped walking.

Her snow-white hair, though no wind stirred, whipped wildly through the air!

A terrifying pressure surged upward from her slender frame.

She slowly raised her arms.

Like a sovereign issuing commands to heaven and earth.

If high-class skills drew power from the world,

then now,

Han Xue was the god of this realm!

As she raised her arms,

the sky… darkened.

…

Meanwhile,

on the Jingda campus,

what had been a bright, sunny noon suddenly grew dim at an unnatural speed.

Students walking about all halted,

looking up in confusion at the sky.

"What's going on?"

"Why did it suddenly get dark? Is a storm coming?"

A nearby girl shivered, rubbing her arms.

"That's weird… the forecast said it'd be sunny all day."

"And… damn, it's freezing."

"This isn't normal cold—I feel like my skin is crawling…"

Not just ordinary students.

Instructors across campus also poured out of their buildings, gazing at the sky with grim expressions.

The campus instructors also stepped out of the classroom buildings, gazing at the sky with solemn expressions.

"Which elder is using an ultra-class skill in the back mountains?"

"Wait… I heard the principal is out there right now…"

"The principal? Why's he out there?"

"I heard Lin Mo hit level 30 and's training ice affinity with Master Han… wait—could this be Master Han demonstrating an ice ultra-class skill?!"

"I heard Lin Mo reached level 30 and is studying ice affinity with Master Han—wait… damn! Is Master Han demonstrating a high-tier ice technique?!"

At the same moment,

in the Hanmengyao villa district,

inside Han Mengyao's private villa,

Han Mengqing was sprawled on the sofa, crunching loudly on a bag of chips.

"Sis, where's Lin Mo? I've been messaging him and he hasn't replied."

Han Mengqing shoved another chip into her mouth, mumbling.

Han Mengyao sat on a separate armchair, quietly reading a book.

Hearing her sister's question, she didn't look up:

"He's level 30 now. He's training ice affinity with Master Han."

"He's already level 30, studying ice techniques under Master Han."

Han Mengqing's eyes widened.

"Level 30 already? Damn, he's grinding again!"

She shook her head.

"Sis, do you think—with Lin Mo's insane talent—will he learn 'Condense Water into Ice' today?"

"I heard it's insanely hard. Many water cultivators spend their whole lives failing to master it."

Han Mengyao's hand paused on the page.

She lifted her head, a complex glint in her eyes.

"Who knows?"

Han Mengyao shook her head.

She dared not guess.

Lin Mo's talent was bottomless.

No one could fathom his true limit.

Lin Mo's talent is unfathomable.

No one can determine the limits of this guy.

If you guess wrong, you'll get slapped in the face any second now.

At that moment,

Han Mengyao's expression changed drastically.

She stood up straight from the sofa, eyes wide open.

As an SSS-class profession, 【Lord of Frost】, she naturally belonged to the ice profession.

Her internal ice elements were naturally millions of times stronger than an ordinary person's.

Yet at this moment,

Han Mengyao felt her internal ice elements trembling violently, as if… in fear!

An irresistible sense of submission flooded every cell in her body.

It was as if an supreme ice monarch had descended, forcing her to kneel without hesitation.

At this moment,

Han Mengqing, lying on the sofa, though not an ice profession, also sensed something wrong—her whole body prickled with dread.

"Sss—"

Han Mengqing sat up abruptly, rubbing her arms covered in goosebumps.

"So cold…"

"Sis, why do I suddenly feel my whole body crawling? Like something terrifying is watching me."

Saying this,

Han Mengqing got up and ran to the window, yanking open the curtains.

The sight made her freeze:

"What the hell! Sis, why did it suddenly turn dark?!"

Hearing this, Han Mengyao stepped forward and walked to the window.

Her gaze fixed on the direction of the school's back mountain.

She could feel—the source of this terrifying cold was precisely the back mountain.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's a transcendental skill."

Han Mengyao's lips trembled slightly.

Upon hearing those four words,

Han Mengqing froze, then blurted out:

"T-T-transcendental?"

Han Mengyao didn't look at her sister; her eyes remained locked on the back mountain.

Her voice carried a tone of reverence:

"When a transcendental skill is unleashed, all things within a hundred li bow their heads; all beings tremble."

"All same-elemental forces must kneel before the monarch who commands absolute law!"

Hearing this, Han Mengqing stammered:

"N-no… why would a transcendental skill be used on campus? Is there an external invasion? Or has the Abyss breached?"

Han Mengyao paused.

After a moment, she shook her head:

"Did you forget? Lin Mo is currently learning ice skills under Master Han."

"…"

Han Mengqing's mouth hung open:

"No way!"

"Sis, are you saying Lin Mo's master just learned a transcendental skill after one morning of training?!!"