Abyss Walker

Chapter 82 The Summit of the Snow Mountain (Part 2)

However, Yun Muhan's swordsmanship was even more exquisite. Every sword strike seemed to anticipate Nightblade's movements, and the sword light was like a woven net, dissolving Nightblade's attacks one by one.

"You dare to fight me?"

Dugu Jianling: Reclaim my glory, charge for nine seconds, poison everything, you can only use it three more times.

During one exchange, Yun Muhan seized the opportunity and thrust out his sword, the tip aimed directly at Nightblade's vitals.

Although Nightblade reacted quickly, Yun Muhan's sword was even faster. In a flash, Nightblade's defense was broken, and the longsword pierced his heart. Nightblade's body stiffened for a moment, then collapsed powerlessly, and the great demon king fell.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Muhan turned his gaze to the stone shield.

As a minor demon king at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage, Shi Dun possesses astonishing defensive capabilities. Clad in heavy armor and wielding a giant shield, each swing of his weapon can generate a gust of wind, making him the "divine shield" of the Demon Continent.

He tried to use his impenetrable defense to block Yun Muhan's attack, but Yun Muhan's swordsmanship was like flowing water, penetrating everywhere.

Yun Muhan lightly touched the stone shield with the tip of his sword, then turned the sword and slid the tip along the edge of the shield, finding a weakness in the stone shield's defense.

Before Shi Dun could react, Yun Muhan's sword had already pierced his throat. Disbelief filled Shi Dun's eyes as his body slowly collapsed, the giant shield hitting the ground with a heavy thud.

Yun Muhan stood on the battlefield, blood dripping from the tip of his sword. His gaze was icy as he surveyed the surrounding demon army. The strength he unleashed was clearly at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

The Demon Emperor's two junior commanders were also killed by Ice Source and the Lord of the Forest.

Yun Muhan turned his sword, pointing it at the routed demon army. His voice was like a cold winter wind, chilling yet resolute: "Demons, today is your end!"

As Yun Muhan finished speaking, the warriors of the Ice Kingdom were greatly encouraged. They followed closely in Yun Muhan's footsteps, like an unstoppable torrent, and marched towards the Illusionary Demon City.

Under their oppressive aura, the demon army fled like startled birds, but their retreat had been cut off by Sunset Forest and the beast horde led by Ye Yunxi, leaving them with nowhere to escape.

Su Mengdie, at the second stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and Chu Ling Shuang, at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, followed closely to Yun Muhan. In their hands was a long sword condensed from the Ice Crystal Technique and an exquisitely crafted flute, but their mere pressure was enough to kill thousands of demon soldiers.

In the crowd, Bingyuan's spear was like an icicle in winter, each swing bringing a gust of cold wind, while Bing Wudi's twin blades were like ice blades, each cut precise and accurate.

The demon army soldiers struggled in despair, but their resistance was futile against the iron hooves of the Ice Kingdom army. Yun Muhan led the Ice Kingdom warriors like a sharp blade breaking through ice, advancing unstoppable towards the gates of the Illusion Demon City.

The city gates were tightly shut, but there was no hesitation in Yun Muhan's eyes. He raised his longsword high, and the sword energy surged. Countless sword lights, like winter snowflakes, were dense and sharp, bombarding the city gates.

With a deafening roar, the city gate shattered under the sword energy, turning into countless fragments. The Ice Kingdom's army surged into the Illusion Demon City like a tidal wave, with Yun Muhan leading the charge. The point of his sword was the doom of the demon army.

Although the demon army within the city was numerous, they were repeatedly defeated and unable to turn the tide under the fierce attacks of Yun Muhan and the Ice Kingdom's army.

"You audacious brat, how dare you attempt to destroy my Illusion Demon Imperial City!" A voice came from inside the Illusion Demon City.

"Oh no, he's still alive!" exclaimed Bingyuan, the ruler of the Ice Kingdom.

Su Mengdie: "It's that old demon emperor! That immortal old thing, he's lived for over a thousand years."

"You're pretty much the same!"

"It's different, and... you're not allowed to reveal my age in public."

"Yes, yes, young lady!"

Chu Ling Shuang whispered to Yun Mu Han, "Windwalker - Annihilation. Ninth level of Nascent Soul."

Ice Wingless: "Let's retreat first, the gap is too big."

"He was just one step away from reaching the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. He is truly the strongest in the Demon Continent. This Windwalker - Annihilation is terrifying."

"Should we run away? We're at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage. How can we possibly win? I don't want to die." The army's morale collapsed, and they scattered and fled.

The mere sound of authority shattered the sword-nurturing gourd in Fan Chen's hand.

"You ants, how dare you be so insolent! Kneel down now, and I might show you mercy and spare your dog lives."

Upon hearing this, Yun Muhan, who was preparing to lead his army in a temporary retreat, was quickly reminded of the various scenes at the edge of Qiyuan Cliff, and he instantly erupted in anger.

"Leave it to me." The green light of the Dugu Sword appeared in Yun Muhan's hand, and he charged directly towards Windwalker-Silence.

Windrunner-Silence was full of doubt: What's wrong with this kid? Why is he advancing instead of retreating? He's only at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, then let me have a go at him.