I can find treasures in my dreams.

"boom!"

A thunderclap suddenly exploded above the Ice God Terrace.

Dark clouds gathered at a visible speed, making the sky appear much darker.

Countless four-leaf shaped snowflakes, looking very dense, drifted down in the strong wind.

With the capabilities of the Holy Heaven Palace, accurately predicting the weather is no longer a problem, but according to the predictions of the past few days, it will not snow today at all.

This seems like a coincidence, or perhaps the world sensed something, which caused this celestial phenomenon.

The Ice Soul Venerable Valata stood proudly on the Ice God Terrace, looking up at the snowflakes falling from the sky, his fighting spirit gradually boiling within him.

At the Venerable level, one's control over one's mind has reached an extremely high level.

Therefore, when he decides to fight, he will not waver in the slightest and will disregard life and death.

Just fight!

soon.

The unexpected event occurred as expected.

A strange black line suddenly descended from the sky.

The black lines expanded to both sides, and the ink colors surged out like waves, instantly turning half the sky into an ink painting.

This scene unfolds like a magnificent scroll, with an astonishing visual impact.

Any knight who witnesses this scene will instantly understand that this is definitely a powerful technique at the Venerable level.

Valata's pent-up fighting spirit reached its peak at this moment.

"Dream King!"

His words were like thunderclaps.

Every word uttered by this venerable one contained the power of law. The silent snowflakes turned out of thin air, forming a violent blizzard that rushed fiercely towards the ink painting.

This is the ultimate confrontation between the power of ice and snow and the power of dreams.

The battle of venerable beings has thus begun.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A dense barrage of thunder resounded.

The entire icy world seemed to shake violently from the impact.

The giant ice fortress beneath the Holy Heaven Palace was directly affected by the conflict between the two laws, and all sorts of strange things kept happening in every corner of the ice fortress.

Wright, a middle-class resident, felt that everything in front of him was strangely distorted.

The refining platform transformed into a writhing mass of darkness, seemingly intent on devouring everything.

Wright stared blankly at everything, as if possessed, and took a step toward the refining table.

This was actually the effect of the power of dreams, which completely clouded his senses.

At the workstation next door.

Rabin was not affected by the power of the dream, but was affected by the power of ice and snow. His whole body was instantly covered with frost, and his body was on the verge of losing its temperature.

"Gege..."

Even their teeth started fighting.

Rabin watched in horror as Wright climbed onto the refining platform, walked into the feeding port, and his body instantly turned into a pile of minced meat.

"puff!"

Blood and flesh gushed out like a fountain.

If Rabin hadn't frozen solid, he would have vomited on the spot.

After a while.

Rabin's pupils froze.

His blood was frozen, so naturally he couldn't survive.

The above is just a small glimpse.

At that moment, at least 50,000 people lost their lives inside the Giant Ice Fortress.

The clash of the laws of power was like two waves crashing head-on together.

A large amount of "water splashed" into the air, and Wright and Rabin were the lucky ones who were hit by a single drop of "water".

The first encounter between the two Venerable Ones resulted in such heavy casualties.

In fact.

Since this was entirely predictable, these casualties could have been completely avoided if Varata had been located elsewhere.

But he didn't do that.

Because this venerable one was not certain of victory.

The Holy Heaven Palace was not only his residence, but also a powerful supernatural weapon. He could only fight using the Holy Heaven Palace, so he naturally couldn't care less about civilian casualties.

Then, Yang Fan, in his three-headed, ten-armed giant ape form, clad in exquisitely crafted golden armor, swiftly emerged from the ink painting.

Valata watched this scene, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.

With just one glance, he realized that the Dream King was indeed much stronger than himself.

The Venerable Nama of the Tianmeng Civilization explicitly stated that the Dream King had only recently been promoted, which was quite unbelievable to him.

Without much hesitation, Valata activated the power of the Holy Heaven Palace.

The second round of the battle of the Venerables is about to begin.

"Buzz!"

The Holy Heaven Palace trembled.

A terrifyingly powerful force, which was also the power of the world accumulated over hundreds of years, surged out from the palace.

next moment.

This power of the world transformed into four ice and snow giants, each reaching an astonishing height of three kilometers, giving off an extremely strong sense of oppression.

The giants raised their arms in unison, and several chains of light emerged from their hands, instantly anchoring the ink painting scroll.

They all made a "pulling" motion, as if trying to tear the ink painting scroll apart.

The clash between Venerables is essentially a confrontation within the realm of laws.

The ink painting represents the realm of the Dream King's laws, and naturally became Valata's primary target.

at the same time.

Yang Fan swung his ape-like arm and threw out the crown-grade weapon, the Throne Scepter.

"king!"

"king!"

"king!"

The cries of countless heroic spirits resounded.

The scepter instantly expanded, transforming into a colossal pillar reaching the sky, its height increasing to five kilometers, significantly taller than the Ice Giant.

The first powerful ability of the Throne Scepter, Domain Suppression, immediately took effect.

The four ice giants seemed to have turned into deflated balloons, their size shrinking at a visible rate.

"Click! Click!"

Accompanied by illusory sounds, the light chains broke one by one, no longer threatening the ink painting scroll.

The Ice Giants evolved from the power of the Holy Heaven Palace, which was then incorporated into Valata's domain and thus suppressed.

The third round then began.

This time, it was Yang Fan's turn to make the move.

He stared at Varata and roared.

"boom!"

There was another loud thunder.

The bellies of the four ice giants bulged out strangely high.

This is the second ability of the Throne Scepter – Domain Detonation.

Valata's expression immediately changed.

He clearly sensed that he had lost control of the ice giant, which was rapidly spiraling out of control.

The Ice Giant was one of his "ultimate moves," and he thought the Dream King would need to expend a lot of effort to deal with it.

But to his utter surprise, the opponent effortlessly deflected the attack.

One second later.

"Boom! Boom!"

The four ice giants exploded into countless snowflakes, falling towards the boundless earth.

Valata's first trump card has been completely wasted.

He glanced at the giant ape, his eyes filled with apprehension, but he said, "Dream King, it's not easy to cultivate to the Venerable level. Perhaps we don't need to fight to the death."

At his feet.

The Ice God Terrace trembled slightly, awaiting the other party's response.

Once the other party answers, their soul will be instantly locked onto the Ice God's Terrace.

This is a law-level locking method, and it is also Valata's second trump card.

Now that things have come to this point, he has no intention of resolving the issue through negotiation.

"Is that so?" Yang Fan's three heads spoke at the same time: "I think I will live, and you will definitely die!"

A ferocious killing intent flashed in Valata's eyes: "No, I will bury you here!" (End of Chapter)