I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

His gaze swept over the three people gathered around the brazier, sensing no hostility, only a pure, radiant fighting spirit.

That fighting spirit was not mixed with any political calculations, nor did it involve national interests; it was simply the heartfelt desire of a martial artist when facing an unparalleled expert.

"then!"

Ivan the Great did not get up, but instead raised his thick arm and threw a heavy wine jug directly over.

The wine jug tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Shen Tian raised his right hand and caught it steadily.

It feels extremely cold to the touch, but the liquid inside is scalding hot, like lava.

Shen Tian tilted his head back and gulped down half a bottle of vodka in a few loud gulps.

The spicy liquor poured down my throat and into my stomach, turning into a ball of fire.

"Good wine."

Shen Tian casually tossed the empty wine jug off the platform, his gaze fixed intently on the three people opposite him.

"I like the hospitality of the Northern Cold Kingdom."

"Enough with the small talk."

"The rules are the same as in the Western Sea."

Shen Tian raised his hand, pointing to the three burly Northern Han Kingdom leaders standing in the wind and snow, his tone calm.

"All three of you come at me together, using your strongest techniques. Take one of my moves, and whoever manages to retreat no more than ten meters will lose."

A cold wind howled, and the atmosphere on the platform instantly froze.

There were no hypocritical excuses, nor any anger at being belittled.

The Northern Cold Kingdom reveres strength, and the more arrogant the rules proposed by Shen Tian, ​​the more they ignite the blood of these battle maniacs.

"good!"

Ivan the Great straightened his body.

His tall body crackled and popped as his muscles swelled at a visible speed.

With the [Berserk Law] fully activated at the late stage of the ninth rank, Ivan's body was quickly covered with a layer of dark golden ice armor, and his height soared to an astonishing eight meters, resembling an ancient Titan.

A visible, blood-red shockwave exploded from beneath his feet, forcefully repelling the blizzard within a kilometer radius into an absolute vacuum.

Ilya roared, gripping the massive black axe weighing 100,000 jin tightly with both hands.

As the [Law of Pressure] was infused into his body, dense, earth-yellow runes appeared on the surface of the giant axe.

The gravity in this space was completely altered, and the mass of the giant axe surged to tens of millions of tons in an instant.

The platform, forged from meteorite iron, could not withstand the terrifying pressure, and cracks several meters wide appeared on its surface, spreading outwards like a spider web.

Archbishop Andrei, the one-eyed archbishop, was the most silent. He simply slammed the bone staff in his hand, inlaid with an ice-blue beast core, heavily onto the ground.

The "Extreme Cold Law" unfolds silently.

The snowflakes falling from the sky stopped dancing and transformed into countless incomparably sharp, ice-blue short knives, their blades pointing at Shen Tian.

The surrounding temperature plummeted, approaching minus 260 degrees Celsius, and the water molecules in the air were completely frozen, producing a crisp sound like shattering glass.

"Got it!"

Emperor Ivan the Great unleashed a thunderous battle roar.

The battle erupted instantly.

Andrei struck first, his icy blue extreme cold law transforming into a cage that contracted inwards from every angle, attempting to freeze the circulation of Qi and blood within Shen Tian's body.

Then, Ilya bent his legs and kicked so hard that he shattered half of the platform.

He leaped into the air like a heavy cannonball, his massive axe, weighing millions of tons, dragging out a dark yellow blade of light hundreds of meters long, with the momentum to split the blue planet in two, and slashed down fiercely towards Shen Tian's head.

Ivan the Great's offensive was the most ferocious.

The massive Titan body unleashed a terrifying speed of ten times the speed of sound, smashing through the spatial barriers along its path.

His massive fist, encased in armor, gathered a blood-red storm powerful enough to pulverize mountains, and aimed straight for Shen Tian's chest.

The Western Sea Federation, thousands of miles away.

Augustus stared intently at the satellite live stream screen.

He was secretly amazed; the close-combat explosive power of these madmen from the Northern Cold Kingdom was simply outrageous.

Shen Tian stood still.

Enveloped in an icy blue cage of extreme cold, the purple-gold blood energy within his body, like a ignited star, erupted with a deafening roar under the impetus of the Eternal Overlord Body.

Purple qi and blood billowed into the sky, and the high temperature instantly melted the approaching ice-blue short swords, exploding into a cloud of white mist the moment they made contact.

Facing the giant axe crashing down from above and the Titan's heavy fist slamming in from the side, Shen Tian slightly lowered his legs and reached up with his left hand.

Make a fist with your right hand and punch it out to the side in a plain and unremarkable manner.

Extremely cold icy blue, oppressive dark yellow, and violent blood red.

At this moment, three destructive colors collided with that domineering and unparalleled purple-gold radiance.

Boom!

A deafening roar, seemingly capable of tearing eardrums, reverberated through the sky.

At this moment, Shen Tian did not use any of the power of the laws.

Or rather, Shen Tian's physical body itself is a kind of "law"!

After breaking through to the ninth level, Shen Tian's essence, energy, and spirit began to merge.

His power to create the world showed signs of being "invulnerable to all laws".

His left hand, with its five fingers like iron hooks, precisely caught the blade of the black giant axe that was cleaving down.

The terrifying downward momentum was brutally severed the moment it touched that slender hand by an even stronger force.

Shen Tian's left arm did not bend even slightly.

The materialized power of creation surged forth.

A thumb-sized notch appeared on the otherwise indestructible blade of the giant axe.

Ilya was suspended in mid-air, the veins on his arms bursting, and large amounts of blood gushed from his hands.

His eyes were filled with horror, and his mind was in turmoil.

On the other side, Shen Tian's right fist collided squarely with Emperor Ivan's giant fist, which was the size of a small car.

The two collisions, disproportionate in size, triggered a devastating chain reaction.

The ultra-high pressure shock wave formed a bright white halo, cutting outwards in a ring shape at ten times the speed of sound.

The meteorite iron platform, which had stood for thousands of years, could no longer withstand the aftershocks of the clash. It emitted a piercing cracking sound from its waist and then collapsed with a crash.

Tens of thousands of tons of black metal debris crashed down on the defensive ice layer of Icewind Fortress below, like a meteor shower, stirring up towering snow waves.

Inside the shield, tens of thousands of Northern Han soldiers and warriors all looked up, their mouths agape.

Fear and disbelief filled everyone's eyes.

In their minds, the invincible Emperor Ivan the Great, who was like a god of war descending upon the world, found his massive body suspended in mid-air during that pure clash of power, unable to advance an inch.

A flash of lightning appeared in Shen Tian's purple-gold pupils.

The power of creation from the Eternal Overlord Body erupted simultaneously from both arms.

He clenched his five fingers and casually flicked his left hand.

The power of creation materialized, resembling a roaring dragon, and directly annihilated Ilya's power of law.

The giant axe, along with Ilyana's imposing body, looked like a tattered sack.

Ilya was sent flying uncontrollably, tumbling through the air and crashing through four layers of thick blizzard clouds before finally smashing into a bottomless crater on an iceberg more than 700 meters away. His fate was unknown.

Simultaneously.

The earth-shattering power of his right fist was unleashed without reservation.

The dark gold ice armor on Emperor Ivan the Great's arm was cracking inch by inch.

Intense pain traveled up my arm and through my whole body.

The overwhelming force of the recoil forcibly lifted him off the ground and threw him backward.

The massive Titan body carved a long, black vacuum in the void.

He retreated more than 600 meters, his back slamming heavily against the main wall of Icewind Fortress.

The ice walls, hundreds of meters high, are covered in cracks and teeter on the verge of collapse.

Archbishop Andrei, who was in charge of controlling the perimeter, was within Shen Tian's physical domain, even though he was not physically close to him.

Under the influence of his physical body domain, his [Extreme Cold Law] directly backfired.

The old man groaned as he was thrown back by the powerful force, his body sliding hundreds of meters away, his legs sinking deep into the solid ice.