Abyss Walker

Chapter 79 Snow Abyss Dragon

The biting wind raged atop the snow-capped mountain, like countless sharp blades slicing through anything that dared to challenge it. Yun Muhan's clothes fluttered wildly in the wind, and he could feel the piercing cold on his skin, but none of this could stop him from moving forward. A resolute flame burned in his eyes—a flame of unwavering determination towards his goal and fearlessness in the face of challenge.

Yun Muhan's breath condensed into puffs of white mist in the cold air, each breath a struggle against the forces of nature. His face was resolute, his brows furrowed, revealing his inner determination and courage. He knew the road ahead was full of unknowns and dangers, but his will was unwavering, and nothing could shake his resolve.

As Yun Muhan continued to climb, the scenery of the snow-capped mountain also changed constantly, with the peaks becoming more precipitous and the snow accumulation becoming thicker.

But his figure remained steadfast, like an unshakable mountain peak. No matter how fierce the wind and snow, he would continue to move forward until he reached his destination.

Yun Muhan's figure gradually became smaller on the snow-capped mountain peak, but his determination and courage shone brightly in this icy and snowy landscape.

He knew that only by facing certain death could he break through his current bottleneck and gain greater power. Standing atop the snow-capped mountain, Yun Muhan took a deep breath, sensing the surrounding icy and snowy spiritual energy.

Yun Muhan closed his eyes, focusing his mind on his body, feeling the power of the four items merging with his own. He understood and felt no fear; this was an adventure, but also a necessary challenge.

"Are you ready?" Dugu Jianling's voice echoed in Yun Muhan's mind.

Yun Muhan opened his eyes, his gaze sharp. He nodded, saying nothing, but answering Dugu Jianling's question with his actions. Yun Muhan leaned forward slightly, then, like a great bird, spread his wings and soared straight down the cliff.

Chu Ling Shuang: This madman, no way... I have to go down too.

The wind whistled in his ears, and the heat generated by the friction between Yun Muhan's body and the air during his rapid descent made his skin feel hot.

But Yun Muhan remained unusually calm. He knew this was a crucial turning point on his cultivation path. As the descent accelerated, Yun Muhan began to circulate his spiritual energy, guiding the power of the four items throughout his body.

Yun Muhan's body began to emit a faint light, which resonated with the surrounding icy and snowy spiritual energy, forming a protective shield that slowed his descent.

Just as he was about to crash into the bottom of the cliff, Yun Muhan suddenly opened his eyes, formed hand seals, and shouted, "Ice Seal!" Instantly, the surrounding ice and snow spiritual energy frantically converged towards him, forming a huge ice pillar that enveloped him.

The icicles crashed into the ground with a deafening roar, but Yun Muhan was unharmed.

Yun Muhan slowly emerged from the ice pillar, his clothes tattered, but his eyes shone with an unprecedented light.

Yun Muhan sat quietly in the abyss, absorbing the surrounding dark power, attempting to break through his bottleneck through this power.

But then, a pair of crimson eyes appeared in the darkness.

Yun Muhan's heart pounded wildly in his chest, and those crimson eyes heightened his vigilance to the extreme. He knew, of course, that the owner of those eyes was no benevolent person.

Dark power flowed through Yun Muhan's body, seemingly merging with the surrounding environment. His body was tense, ready to deal with any possible crisis at any time.

Just then, a white light emerged from the darkness, revealing Chu Ling Shuang. Her eyes were icy, and the long sword in her hand gleamed with a chilling light.

The two exchanged a glance, and without needing to say a word, they understood each other perfectly and faced the impending battle together.

The dragon's figure gradually emerged from the darkness. Its massive body was covered in hard scales, each one like the sharpest blade. Its crimson eyes revealed savagery and bloodlust. It opened its enormous jaws, revealing sharp fangs, and let out a deafening roar.

"A dragon? How could this be... It seems we must be extremely careful."

Yun Muhan and Chu Ling Shuang quickly separated and launched an attack on the dragon from both sides.

Yun Muhan used the power of darkness, his figure appearing and disappearing like a ghost, each appearance accompanied by waves of black energy, attempting to weaken the dragon's defenses. Chu Ling Shuang, on the other hand, excelled in swordsmanship; as her longsword danced, sword energy crisscrossed, aiming directly at the dragon's vitals.

The battle was extremely fierce. The dragon was incredibly powerful; every swing of its tail created a whirlwind, and every roar shook the earth.

However, Yun Muhan and Chu Ling Shuang cooperated seamlessly, taking advantage of the gaps in the dragon's attacks to constantly look for opportunities to deliver a fatal blow.

One hour later...

Finally, in a perfect coordinated attack, Chu Ling Shuang's longsword pierced the heart of the dragon, while Yun Mu Han's "Poisonous Dragon Eroding the Sun" erupted at the same moment, completely destroying the dragon's life force.

"Get out of the way."

"Why are you hiding?" Chu Ling Shuang asked, puzzled.

The dragon let out its final wail, its massive body crashed to the ground, and its crimson eyes gradually lost their luster.

The dragon's final counterattack severely injured both Yun Muhan and Chu Ling Shuang. Yun Muhan managed to dodge in time, while Chu Ling Shuang was caught off guard and was struck by the dragon's blood.

As a member of the dragon race, Yun Muhan naturally knew the dangers of the blood of the dragon. Yun Muhan suppressed a laugh and said, "The blood of the dragon is not poison, but it is a rare and erotic substance in the world."

Clearly, Chu Ling Shuang didn't know much about the dragon race and was full of questions: "You're laughing...lewdly...?" Before she could finish speaking, the blood of the dragon took effect.

Chu Ling Shuang's exquisite cheeks and exposed skin quickly flushed a delicate pink. The ice sword she held, formed using the Ice Crystal Technique, shattered instantly.

"What are you laughing at..." Chu Ling Shuang resisted stubbornly.

"It's nothing. You, who are seen as cold and abstinent by the world, actually showed such an ugly side in front of a man."

Yun Muhan's eyes were filled with complex emotions: Chu Ling Shuang jumped off the snow cliff for his sake, but should he save her or not?

Dugu Jianling: Can we really not save him? Please save him!

Yun Muhan: But...

A voice, clearly agitated, interrupted Yun Muhan's thoughts. "Is...is there...any way...to..."

There's no way around it.

Chu Ling Shuang lost control and lunged at Yun Mu Han.

————At the summit of the snow-capped mountain————

At the summit of the frozen snow-capped mountain, a chilling atmosphere pervaded the surroundings. Nearly a hundred thousand demon soldiers, like a black tide, completely surrounded the snow-capped mountain, their eyes revealing a thirst for battle and absolute obedience to orders.

At the very front of these demon soldiers stood a proud figure, none other than the Illusion Demon Emperor—Xuan Ye Emperor, also known as the Wind Walker—Xuan Ye.

Emperor Xuan Ye's figure was tall and imposing, his black robes fluttering in the cold wind, seemingly blending into the surrounding ice and snow. His face was hidden in a mysterious shadow, revealing only a pair of sharp, razor-sharp eyes that flashed with coldness and decisiveness. His posture exuded an unquestionable authority, as if his very presence could freeze the surrounding air.

As the ruler of the Demon Realm, Emperor Xuan Ye possesses not only immense power but also unfathomable wisdom. His name is known to all in the Demon Realm, and his very existence is a deterrent.

His actions and decisions are often unexpected and unpredictable, which is why he is called the Windrunner—he is like the wind, impossible to catch and impossible to predict.

At this moment, Emperor Xuan Ye's gaze pierced through the wind and snow, his attention focused on a certain point atop the snow-capped mountain, where the key to the entire battle lay hidden. His aura was calm and steady, but the surrounding demon soldiers could all sense that their demon emperor was about to take action, and that it would be a decisive blow.

Nightblade, a great demon king at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul stage, said, "As per the Demon Emperor's decree, capture the escaped Seventh Princess Xueyu."