Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2572 Ice and Fire

No one present, even the Heavenly Rank practitioners, could see Ji Mo and Murong Yin.

The barrier set up by the gods has completely turned into the boundary between ice and fire. Half of the space is filled with raging flames, and the other half is filled with falling snow, a vast expanse of white.

Although the practitioners' power was firmly sealed within the barrier, the people outside the barrier clearly felt the changes in the environment.

The side close to Ji Mo was extremely hot, while the side close to Murong Yin was extremely cold.

The practitioners who had finally gotten closer were forced to retreat again by the heat wave and cold wind, staring blankly at the intact barrier not far away.

The barrier has not been broken, but it has already affected the temperature of the outside world.

This shows that the two practitioners inside did not simply release fire and ice, but rewrote the "world".

This is no longer a fight between true essences, but has reached the level of a "small world".

"Who... who is stronger?"

A practitioner looked at the world of ice and fire before him and asked blankly.

No one answered him because others were also thinking about this question.

The confrontation at this level is no longer something that ordinary practitioners can understand.

In the "small world", Ji Mo and Murong Yin's figures have disappeared.

The forces of ice and fire continued to devour each other. When one side advanced a little, the other side quickly pushed back. The storm in the barrier became more and more violent, with air currents running wild and power strangling.

Meng Shi had been blocked by Ying Baoyue behind her. Even under Ying Baoyue's protection, she could still feel the impact of the terrible power waves inside the barrier, and her eyelashes were burned by the heat wave as if they were melting.

Meng Shi once thought that after all the hardships she had gone through, she was already close enough to the way of heaven and was about to touch that threshold.

But at this moment, after truly seeing the clash of the strongest forces in the world, she realized how naive she was.

She underestimated the power of the "Son of God".

At this moment, the interior of the battlefield has turned into a real hell on earth. Even if a heavenly-level practitioner accidentally enters it, he will probably be strangled to pieces.

It turns out the gap is so huge.

The difference between level two and level three is not just a level, but the boundary between humans and gods.

Meng Shi couldn't help but grab Ying Baoyue's sleeve, "Sister..."

"Afraid?"

Ying Baoyue turned around and glanced at her, and said softly, "This is the battle between the Sons of God."

Son of God, originally means the person who is closest to God.

After her master passed away, the cultivation world of Shanhai Continent as a whole went into decline. Even the Heavenly Ranks rarely fought against each other, and the national masters of various countries also acted increasingly low-key, resulting in a decline in the prestige of the Son of God.

Many practitioners have never seen a truly powerful practitioner demonstrate his strength, and gradually forget how powerful the Son of God is.

All of this was also related to the death of her and her master. Even such a powerful Son of God and Human God could die, which led many ordinary people to doubt the power of the Son of God and Human God.

The cultivation world within the Great Wall began to weaken and lose confidence seven or eight years ago. The practitioners no longer challenged each other to break through themselves, but became obsessed with crooked ways such as "Breakthrough Pills".

Ying Baoyue suddenly realized why Ji Mo wanted to hold the ranking ceremony at this time.

This grand ceremony is not only to test the new Son of God, but also to regain the prestige of the practitioners in the Great Wall and make them confident again.

Such self-confidence is particularly important on the eve of a major war of foreign invasion.

Ying Baoyue didn’t know whether Ji Mo’s goal could be successfully achieved, but at least the three perspectives of the practitioners who were watching this duel had been refreshed.

"Is Master Donghuang Taiyi so strong? Who told me that the Son of Suzaku is old and not as strong as before? He is obviously still strong!" "Idiot! How can the Son of Suzaku not be strong! Master Ji Mo is the best in the world, okay?"

"The point is, how can this Princess Hou Liao be so powerful? Where did she come from? I haven't heard that the Princess Hou Liao has a very high realm in heaven?"

"Is this battle really... something that the last of the eight gods can accomplish?"

"Can anyone tell me how the Wind Mage was able to fight against the Fire Mage head-on without losing?"

Not only did everyone realize Ji Mo's strength again, but the practitioners at a higher level also keenly captured the abnormality of the mountain ghost.

Wind magic is not a school that is good at attacking. As a wind magician, Murong Yin can actually compete with Ji Mo head-on in terms of true essence and small world.

Even Xu Canghai and Dongfang Yi, who were watching the battle, were surprised by this.

"If I remember correctly, the time it took for this girl to escape to the Xiling Snow Mountain and become the Son of God should only be a few years, right?" Xu Canghai looked at Dongfang Yi.

If one calculates carefully, the time it took Murong Yin to become a Level 2 practitioner was even shorter than that of Lin Baoyue back then.

Lin Baoyue's starting point back then was at least level six! But Murong Yin was just an ordinary person before he went up the mountain.

Dongfang Yi nodded slightly, "It was for this reason that I was unable to determine the true identity of the mountain ghost."

It was precisely because he did not believe that a young girl with no spiritual experience could become the Son of God in a short period of time that he dispelled the speculation that the Princess of Later Liao who disappeared on the Xiling Snow Mountain was a mountain ghost.

"Maybe it's because the practice method of wind mages is quite special," Dongfang Yi spoke slowly as he looked at the biting wind and snow in the barrier.

"Wind magic is indeed strange. I'm not surprised that she can become the strongest wind magician," Xu Canghai frowned, "but I didn't expect that she would be so good at fighting."

Murong Yin's fighting strength exceeded his imagination.

Shan Gui used to be the observer of the entire continent, and her wind magic could reach almost every corner of the continent. No one would doubt her strength as the Son of God.

But just like Xiangjun, the national master of the middle Tang Dynasty, she had previously been regarded as a special case among practitioners. It was believed that even though she had deep true energy, she did not have the ability to fight against the strong head-on.

"why?"

Dongfang Yi heard Xu Canghai muttering.

"Ji Mo should have practiced for many more years than her. Her talent should not be as strong as Bao Yue's."

Dongfang Yi was also puzzled.

It was not until today that they realized that mountain ghosts were not as fragile as they had imagined.

Even Ji Mo probably didn't expect this.

Dongfang Yi could clearly hear Ji Mo's contempt for the mountain ghost from his tone of voice when he accepted the challenge.

"Ji Mo probably didn't expect it."

In the carriage in the distance, a smile appeared on the young man's lips in white.

"This is Ayin's true strength."

Li Ji glanced at Him and asked, "What's going on?"

He had no prejudice against mountain ghosts, but the power displayed by mountain ghosts was indeed unreasonable and even against the laws of nature.

"What is Heaven's Way?"

The White Tiger God laughed and looked straight at him, "Have you forgotten where the power of a cultivator comes from?"