The vortex of cold Qi struck Ye Chen's body. Ye Chen felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen, and the ancient killing intent had dissipated. Even the cyan tiger silhouette had turned into an ice sculpture.
"What kind of cold wind is this? It's so terrifying!"
Ye Chen's body immediately flew back. However, Tang Guixin did not plan to let him go, so he followed closely behind. The cold wind was blowing, and even the Yuan power was completely frozen. The coldness and deathly stillness filled the whole space.
"Ye Chen, my wings are inlaid with the remains of the Ice Gods. As long as Yuan Li is poured into them, they can release a cold Qi that can freeze everything. Even if you have the ancient killing intent, you will still be completely frozen. This battle has been declared my victory from the very beginning."
Tang Guixin's hands constantly clapped, and the cold Qi erupted, condensing into an ice palm that slammed towards Ye Chen.
Traceless Snowsteps!
Ye Chen opened his eyes, and purple light flickered. His body moved like a dragon, and in a flash, he dodged the attack of the ice palm and immediately retreated dozens of meters.
"Ice Gods?"
Ye Chen's eyes flickered as he remembered Tang Guixin's words. However, he knew that it was not the time to think about it. If he continued to fight, he would be completely finished once he was bound by the cold Qi.
"It seems that it will be very difficult to kill this person on the spot if I don't go all out."
Ye Chen sighed inwardly. Tang Guixin was very powerful, and he also had a lot of trump cards. Especially that horrifying cold Qi, which even Primordial Chaos experts would have a hard time dealing with. This strange race indeed had some mysterious abilities. If Ye Chen wanted to win, he would have to end the battle quickly.
Otherwise, he would have no chance of winning.
"Dragon Form!"
Throwing out another punch, Ye Chen used the recoil force to rush towards the depths of the mountain range. Since he was going to go all out, he had to ensure his concealment. He could not let others discover his trump card.
"Still struggling on your deathbed?"
A cold wind blew past, and the golden dragon turned into an ice sculpture before shattering into ice shards that filled the sky.
Tang Guixin's eyes were full of ridicule. The entire mountain range was shrouded in smoke. No matter how great Ye Chen's ability was, it would be difficult for him to escape from his control.
Stepping out, Tang Guixin leisurely followed behind Ye Chen. In his eyes, Ye Chen was already a dead man, and since he was going to kill him, he might as well find some fun for himself.
Ye Chen turned his head and saw through Tang Guixin's thoughts. He sneered inwardly and increased his speed, turning into a beam of light and disappearing.
Since Tang Guixin thought that he had a good chance of winning, Ye Chen wanted to give him a head-on blow.
The two of them quickly arrived at the deepest part of the mountain range.
Here, there were layers upon layers of mountain rocks, and even the sky was covered by the mountain peaks. The surroundings were extremely dark and gloomy, giving people a heavy feeling.
"This should be enough."
Ye Chen suddenly said. His body slowly descended and stood on top of a huge rock.
Turning around, Ye Chen looked at Tang Guixin with indifference. Deep in his eyes, there was a golden light flickering, and at the same time, a strange purple light.
"This place is indeed not bad. It's good enough to be your grave." Tang Guixin said indifferently.
"Grave?"
Ye Chen shook his head. This Tang Guixin was really conceited.
Looking around, Tang Guixin spread out his wings, and a cold wind swept out. The large space was immediately covered by endless ice, and a gloomy cold air began to drift out.
"Before you die, I can make an exception and show you the strongest ability of my Illusory Wing Clan."
Said Tang Guixin coldly. Behind him, a blurry shadow slowly appeared. That shadow was floating in the air, giving people a feeling that it wasn't real.
That shadow slowly condensed into a human figure. It raised its head, and its eyes were flickering with a gloomy green light, like a ghost's eyes. It was extremely terrifying.
"This is … the power of the soul?"
Ye Chen was startled. This Tang Guixin could actually use the power of the soul.
"My Illusory Wing Clan is born with extremely powerful soul power. Once I step into the realm of Origin, I can practice the Soul Training Art. And I, Tang Guixin, am a super genius of the Illusory Wing Clan. Not only can I use the power of the soul, but I also have mastered the secret art of my clan. Ye Chen, even if you die, you can rest in peace."
Tang Guixin's voice was incomparably cold. He waved his hands and spat out a word, "Nine Illusions Demon Soul!"
As soon as his voice fell, that strange shadow slowly controlled its voice. A strange aura burst out from its body, making Ye Chen's body stiffen. In the depths of his mind, countless ghostly shadows appeared.
Wailing, raging, tyrannical, death …
All kinds of wailing sounds were unceasingly heard. At this moment, Ye Chen's soul seemed to be constantly being torn apart. A sharp pain assaulted his heart.
"The Soul Training Art is a soul cultivation art. With your current level, you can't even touch the threshold of the power of the soul. How can you fight against me? Ridiculous!"
Tang Guixin's hand moved, and that shadow issued a wailing sound as if it came from hell. Nine different lights appeared from the void, turning into streamers and nailing Ye Chen's body.
"Break!"
Tang Guixin's pupils suddenly shrank. His hand formed into a claw and suddenly grabbed.
Weng Weng!
Those nine lights immediately turned into ferocious chains and pulled out from Ye Chen's body inch by inch.
There was no blood, flesh, or yuan energy on those chains. Instead, there was a misty white light spreading. This white light was Ye Chen's soul.
Ye Chen burst into a wailing sound. These nine lights could actually seal the soul, and then use such a cruel method to extract the soul from a person's body.
This 《Nine Illusions Demonic Souls》 was terrifying and cruel.
"Don't worry, I will extract your soul inch by inch so that you can enjoy the last of your wonderful life." Tang Guixin's face became incomparably demonic and ferocious.
Ye Chen's eyes stared at Tang Guixin. There was no fear in his eyes as he said indifferently, "If you think that you are the only one who can use the power of the soul, then you are gravely mistaken."
Ye Chen's pupils flashed as the power of the soul was emitted from his body. It turned into a thin thread and suddenly shot out, piercing through the sky and directly piercing towards Tang Guixin.
Seeing this, Tang Guixin was startled at first, then burst into laughter, "This is also considered the power of the soul?
Isn't it a bit too weak? "
He casually waved his hand and a chain shot out, wanting to completely destroy Ye Chen's soul thread.
"You fell into my trap!"
Ye Chen's lips curled into a sneer as he clenched his hand and shouted, "Soul Entanglement!"
As his voice fell, the soul thread turned into a spiral and completely bound the chain. One layer after another, it rushed towards the other eight chains at lightning speed.
At this time, Tang Guixin's eyes began to tremble violently. He didn't look at the soul thread, nor did he look at Ye Chen. Instead, he looked at the chain in front of him. There, where the soul thread covered, a wisp of smoke began to float out.
"How is this possible? How is this possible?!"
His eyes were full of disbelief.
Soul Entanglement was the most basic soul control technique, and Tang Guixin was very familiar with it. But at this moment, the chain he condensed with his soul was not only bound, but also slowly dissipated.
Ye Chen's soul was corroding his soul?
This was impossible!
Ye Chen was a human, a lowly human, how could he have such a terrifying power?