Chapter 1385: Absolute Zero

Chapter 1385: Chapter 1385: Absolute Zero

Thus, this one did not attempt to detonate his divine demon core immediately like the previous combatant. Instead, he wielded eight heavy swords, cautiously eyeing Lan Xuanyu. Behind him, his dual wings spread wide as destructive power surged, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

Lan Xuanyu remained standing at the center of the arena, his eyes closed, as if entirely unaware that the time for the next match had come. In his right hand, he still gripped the Ice Demon Dragon Spear, the weapon faintly radiating a flickering glow.

Time passed second by second. The eight-armed demon carefully circled Lan Xuanyu on the outer edge, looking for a moment to attack. Yet, in his eyes, Lan Xuanyu’s entire body appeared filled with vulnerabilities, as though every position was open to attack. The more this seemed the case, the more he felt paralyzed, unable to make a move.

For the eight-armed demon, hesitating to strike was an extraordinarily rare occurrence—something almost impossible under normal circumstances. But at this very moment, this eight-armed demon found himself in precisely such a predicament.

No matter how formidable a race, they still revered the strong. Fearlessness of death did not equate to actively seeking it.

Standing before him, this opponent was not beautiful in his eyes. What he perceived was someone who had just slain so many of his people in succession. Could he be too cautious? Definitely not.

Yet while he could afford to wait, those watching below could not. By hesitating and delaying his attack, was he not giving the Golden Dragon Princess more time to recover? Moreover, the longer he procrastinated, the fewer matches the Golden Dragon Princess would need to endure.

Below the stage, Xing Haotian could no longer restrain himself and roared, “Kill!”

The shout spurred on the eight-armed demon on stage. His eyes instantly reddened, and with a furious roar, his destructive power surged outward. All eight heavy swords in his hands slashed simultaneously, creating a massive web of interweaving sword light that shot straight toward Lan Xuanyu.

Lan Xuanyu moved the moment his opponent erupted. With a light tap of his toes on the ground, the seven-colored dragon wings on his back flared open, propelling him like lightning toward his opponent. Confronting the sword web, he showed no intention of evading or retreating.

The next moment, the audience witnessed a breathtakingly dazzling scene.

The strength of the eight-armed demon clan was undeniable. As the opponent unleashed the sword web, he had already used his destructive power to shatter the surrounding space, preventing a repeat of the earlier scenario where Lan Xuanyu teleported to deliver a lethal strike. The previous eight-armed demon had made the fatal mistake of focusing solely on self-destruction, forgetting such measures.

However, restricting space teleportation didn’t significantly slow Lan Xuanyu’s advance.

A seven-colored figure weaved through the air, its speed unmatched as it darted like lightning, moving in intricate trajectories. To most observers, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, Lan Xuanyu had already bypassed the sword web and appeared directly before the eight-armed demon.

Fast—unbelievably fast!

The Ice Demon Dragon Spear in his hand thrust forward in an instant. As it pierced out, countless spear projections burst forth, causing the air’s temperature to plummet sharply.

Ten-thousand-year soul skill—Absolute Zero, master control of the ice element!

The terrifying low temperature erupted violently, the power of the Dragon God’s bloodline fully amplifying Lan Xuanyu’s mastery over the ice element. The catastrophic energy surged without pause, and every spear projection carried an aura of extreme frost.

The bodies of the eight-armed demon clan possessed formidable resilience, and under the influence of their destructive power, they were nearly immune to most elements. Yet, the ultra-low temperature of Ultimate Ice still managed to affect them, slowing the eight-armed demon’s movements significantly.

All eight heavy swords came slashing toward Lan Xuanyu. His opponent’s speed was far too fast, forcing the eight-armed demon to rely on instinct. Only by attacking Lan Xuanyu at a point he could not afford to ignore could he stand a chance of victory. This was the natural combat instinct of a warrior.

Lan Xuanyu’s figure flickered with a surreal rhythm in mid-air. Facing the descending strikes of the eight swords, he traced small arcs in the air with his body, avoiding the sword lights effortlessly. None could see how he achieved it. In the blink of an eye, he once again found himself at close range with the eight-armed demon.

A horrifying aura enveloped him, causing the eight-armed demon to teeter on the edge of madness. Without hesitation, he ignited his divine demon core, intent on self-detonation. Simultaneously, all eight heavy swords reeled back, slashing at Lan Xuanyu from behind.

Compared to the earlier eight-armed demon, his reaction was swift and sound. Unfortunately for him, his opponent was Lan Xuanyu.

The Ice Demon Dragon Spear pierced straight through his chest in an instant. As it struck the divine demon core, the aura of Ultimate Ice erupted, severing the connection between the core and its owner. Though the ice attribute was immediately devoured by destructive energy, that brief moment of severance was all Lan Xuanyu needed.

He surged forward, pressing a palm against his opponent’s skull.

The weaknesses of the eight-armed demon clan lay in two locations—the head and the divine demon core. Lan Xuanyu wanted the core; the head was unnecessary!

The explosion of light was instantaneous. It wasn’t the Light and Dark Divine Thunder, merely the Annihilation Divine Thunder, but it was more than sufficient for the opponent’s skull.

The eight heavy swords, mid-slash, fell feebly against Lan Xuanyu’s back. In the next moment, the eight-armed demon’s body was consumed by the explosion. Indeed, an explosion to cover for his actions—taking the divine demon core of the eight-armed demon clan couldn’t be too brazen, could it? After all, the Eight-Armed Demon God King still had face to maintain.

At least, that was Lan Xuanyu’s reasoning. Some discretion had to be shown, if only out of respect for his two Lord Dragon Knights.

As the light receded, the eight-armed demon vanished completely. Only the Golden Dragon Princess descended from the sky, her seven-colored scales radiating brilliance, showing no sign of weakness whatsoever.

If one could claim she had barely held on in the first two battles, then what about this third match? How could that be explained?

Lan Xuanyu walked unhurriedly back to the center of the first arena, casting a playful glance toward the direction of Li Menglong and Xing Haotian.

Xing Haotian’s face darkened as he turned to Li Menglong. “She’s fully recovered? This is clearly a provocation directed at us.”

“Hard to say. Reality and illusion, truth within falsehood—it’s impossible to discern her current state,” Li Menglong replied with a shake of his head. “Have you already forgotten how she deceived you yesterday? What if we back off now, only to find she’s at her breaking point?”

Xing Haotian fell silent. Indeed, if he had persisted just a bit longer yesterday, he might have won. His father had revealed afterward that her condition had been a façade—she had the ability to create illusions.

So what about today? What was her true state now? No one knew—not even the top-tier experts observing from the main stands.

The divine consciousness of the Dawn Dragon Knight, Zhong Zhichang, fully encompassed the main platform. While he refrained from interfering in the match, he would ensure no outside influence affected the competition. Anyone attempting underhanded measures would face the wrath of the entire Dragon Clan. This Future Rookie Challenge could only proceed fairly—there were no other possibilities.

“Continue!” Li Menglong commanded grimly. At this moment, he was remarkably composed. The Sky Nourishment Crystal had already been expended, and their only option was to press on. Moreover, unlike the Eight-Armed Demon Clan, Lan Xuanyu had spared the lives of the Sky Horse Clan members, maintaining at least a semblance of mutual respect.

Back in the main viewing stands, the Eight-Armed Demon God King leaned forward with a grim expression and addressed Zhong Zhichang coldly. “Dawn Dragon Knight, remind that lass when enough is enough. Does she think we’re blind to her actions?”

Zhong Zhichang responded calmly, “You’re allowed to scheme against us, but we’re not permitted to gain some benefits in return? Where’s the logic in that? Sect Leader, what’s your opinion?” As he spoke, he turned to the Sky Horse Sect Leader beside him.

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