The Great Ruler: The Ice Emperor Descends, Freezing the World!

More importantly, it blocked Ji Xuan's only escape route.

Thanks!

Mu Chen let out a low roar, seizing this fleeting opportunity.

The bloodied fist slammed heavily into Ji Xuan's chest.

"Bang!"

Ji Xuan let out a muffled groan and flew backward, crashing heavily into the stone wall.

In the distance, Bing Tianxiao slowly lowered his longbow and whistled in Mu Chen's direction:

"Don't hold back, beat them to a pulp, it's on me."

Just as the battle broke out here.

Wu Ling moved swiftly, his spear swirling like a dragon, and with a leap, he headed straight for the golden banner on the stone platform.

However, a silver sword light blocked his way.

"Your opponent is me."

Luo Li's cold voice rang out.

The girl held the Luoshen Sword, her silver hair flying, and her glass-like eyes were devoid of any emotion, only pure fighting spirit.

"Luo Li?"

Wu Ling paused, looking at the girl blocking his way, and raised an eyebrow.

He twirled his spear, his tone tinged with a hint of helplessness:

"Fine, let's fight!"

Without further ado, Luo Li flicked her longsword, transforming it into a sky full of sword shadows that swept towards Wu Ling like a storm.

In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed and spear shadows flew, and the two were locked in a fierce battle.

On the other side of the battlefield.

Seeing Wu Ling being stopped by Luo Li and Ji Xuan being held tightly by Mu Chen, Wen Qingxuan, who had been waiting for the right moment, finally made her move.

"Since you don't want it, then it's mine."

A smug smile appeared on Wen Qingxuan's proud and pretty face.

Her figure was like a golden phoenix, instantly sweeping across the chaotic battlefield and soaring straight to the stone platform in the sky.

"call out--!"

Just as Wen Qingxuan was about to step onto the stone platform, a sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out.

A jet-black feathered arrow was firmly embedded in the stone steps in front of her feet.

"collapse!"

The arrow's fletching trembled violently, emitting a teeth-grinding buzzing sound, penetrating the stone three-tenths of an inch, sending fragments of rock flying.

If Wen Qingxuan had taken another half step forward, the arrow would have pierced through something other than stone.

Wen Qingxuan abruptly stopped, abruptly halting her forward momentum.

Her pretty face, which had been beaming with a victorious smile, instantly darkened, her beautiful eyes flashing with malice, and she abruptly turned her head to look at a huge rock to the side.

There, Bing Tianxiao was leaning lazily against the stone wall, playing with another feathered arrow in his hand, a smug smile on his lips.

"Miss Wen, where are you in such a hurry to go?"

"We weren't even finished fighting yet, and you're just leaving like this? Aren't you being a bit disrespectful to me?"

Wen Qingxuan glared at the guy blocking her way, her eyes burning with anger.

That bastard! He was just helping Mu Chen and Yin Jixuan a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, he's turned his attention to me.

"Bing Tianxiao, do you really think you can beat me?"

Wen Qingxuan's golden spear trembled violently, and her aura surged.

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish! I'll deal with you first, then we can go get the flag!"

"That's right, you need to concentrate when you're fighting."

Bing Tianxiao laughed heartily, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

He did not back down at all; instead, he took the initiative to draw the bowstring, and the bow was drawn to its fullest extent.

"bring it on."

Before she finished speaking, three arrows shot out in a triangular formation, blocking all of Wen Qingxuan's paths.

"A trivial skill!"

Wen Qingxuan snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, she advanced.

The golden spear in his hand danced, creating a dazzling display of spear flowers, and the sound of metal clashing against metal was incessant.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

She deftly deflected the three arrows, but the terrifying force they carried still made her hands and fingers go numb slightly.

Before she could even catch her breath, Bing Tianxiao's figure had already pounced on her like a ghost.

He drew the short dagger from his waist and engaged Wen Qingxuan in close combat.

The golden spear in Wen Qingxuan's hand was powerful and heavy, each strike carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Bing Tianxiao, however, did not engage in direct confrontation at all, but instead focused on dodging and counterattacking.

For a time, neither side could gain the upper hand.

On the other hand, the clash between Luo Li and Wu Ling was of a different style.

The silver sword energy and the crimson spear light collided continuously, stirring up layers of air waves that shattered the surrounding rocks into dust.

Both are prodigies in their respective fields, with their strengths being roughly equal. This battle is destined to be a protracted tug-of-war.

Therefore, the key to victory or defeat truly lies with Mu Chen and Ji Xuan.

"Ji Xuan! Today is your death day!"

Mu Chen was covered in blood, and a mad flame burned in his black eyes.

He completely abandoned his defense, letting Ji Xuan's attacks fall on him, just to gain the opportunity to severely injure his opponent time and time again.

This reckless fighting style even made the usually calm and composed Ji Xuan feel a slight chill.

"You're insane! You're a madman!"

Ji Xuan roared, brandishing his longsword and unleashing sharp sword energy in an attempt to force Mu Chen back.

But Mu Chen was like a wild beast that felt no pain, biting him tightly and refusing to let go.

"Bang!"

It was another devastating collision.

Ji Xuan slapped Mu Chen's shoulder with his palm, and the sound of bones cracking could be clearly heard.

But Mu Chen seemed oblivious, grabbing Ji Xuan's wrist with his other hand, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

His right fist slammed heavily into Ji Xuan's chest!

"Snap!"

A chilling sound of bones shattering rang out clearly in the chaotic battlefield.

Ji Xuan's originally pale face instantly turned a deep liver color.

Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs gushed out of his mouth, splattering all over Mu Chen's face.

That punch shattered his sternum solidly.

He felt the power within his body rapidly draining away with that mouthful of blood, and the strength he had gathered instantly dissipated.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Ji Xuan staggered, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

But before he could catch his breath, he was horrified to find that the blood-covered boy in front of him had raised his fist again.

Mu Chen's eyes were empty and cold, as if he couldn't feel the excruciating pain of his shattered shoulder.

It was a gaze purely designed for killing.

Still want to fight?!

An overwhelming chill finally welled up in Ji Xuan's heart.

He is a chosen one, destined to stand at the pinnacle of this world.

His life is incredibly precious. How could he possibly die in this godforsaken place, taking down a reckless madman?

Scared.

On the brink of life and death, Ji Xuan, who had always been shrewd and aloof, finally became afraid.

"Get out of here!"

Ji Xuan roared and, with his last bit of strength, kicked Mu Chen in the stomach.

Using the force of the recoil, he forcefully broke free from Mu Chen's iron grip and retreated backward in a disheveled state.

"Mu Chen, you're ruthless!"

Ji Xuan clutched his caved-in chest, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with venom as he glared at Mu Chen, gritting his teeth as he said, "I, Ji Xuan, will remember this grudge! I will repay it a hundredfold in the future!"

After saying that, he didn't dare to linger for a moment and turned around to flee frantically in the opposite direction of the stone platform.

He was seriously injured; if he didn't leave soon, he might really perish here.

Watching Ji Xuan's disheveled escape, Mu Chen's tense body finally swayed.

But he did not fall down. Instead, he slowly turned around and looked in the direction of Bing Tianxiao and the others.

He felt he should repay the favor since the other party had helped him.

Even though it's a mutually beneficial arrangement, helping is helping!

Mu Chen instantly locked onto the martial spirit who was entangled in battle with Luo Li.

He stomped his foot hard on the ground and charged straight at Wu Ling.

Wu Ling, who was in the midst of a fierce battle with Luo Li, suddenly felt a suffocating aura of killing intent coming from his side and rear.

He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

The madman who had just beaten Ji Xuan until he coughed up blood and fled was now charging towards him, covered in blood.

That reckless attitude was even more terrifying than the most ferocious spirit beast.

"Damn it!"

Wu Ling cursed under his breath, as he had to devote some of his energy to defending against Mu Chen's sudden attack.

However, when masters clash, victory or defeat often hinges on a single moment.

In that instant of distraction, Luo Li keenly spotted this flaw.

"break!"

A girl's clear, cold voice rang out.

The Luoshen Sword pierced through Wu Ling's previously impenetrable net of spears in an instant.

"laugh!"

The sword sliced ​​through the air and stopped precisely half an inch in front of Wu Ling's throat.

The icy sword energy stung the skin on Wu Ling's neck, raising goosebumps.

At the same time, Mu Chen's blood-stained fist had already struck his side.

His lips twitched, and he finally sighed helplessly.

"Fine, fine, you guys are ruthless."

Wu Ling planted his spear in the ground, raised his hands in surrender, and gave a bitter smile.

"Two against one, and against a crazy lunatic who doesn't care about his life. I surrender, I surrender, okay?"

Although he was warlike, he wasn't stupid.

Ji Xuan has already run away, what's the point of him fighting to the death here alone?

Moreover, Mu Chen's condition is truly terrifying. If they were to fight it out, even if they won, it would be a Pyrrhic victory, which wouldn't be worth it.

With Wu Ling's surrender, the battle on this side came to an end.

On the other side.

Wen Qingxuan, who was locked in a fierce battle with Bing Tianxiao, naturally noticed the commotion.

The moment she saw Ji Xuan flee and Wu Ling admit defeat, her originally proud and pretty face instantly turned ashen.

"A bunch of useless trash!"

Wen Qingxuan gritted her teeth in anger and slammed her golden spear into the ground with a loud bang.

She knew that all was lost.

Now that Luo Li and Bing Tianxiao have joined forces, no matter how strong she is, she can't possibly snatch that flag when surrounded by two and a half people.

"I'm not fighting anymore!"

Wen Qingxuan abruptly withdrew her spear and retreated several feet, widening the distance between herself and Bing Tianxiao.

Her beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent as she glared fiercely at Bing Tianxiao, her gaze seeming to pierce several holes in him.

"Bing Tianxiao, you win! I'll remember this debt!"

Seeing this, Bing Tianxiao also put away the dagger in his hand and put the longbow back on his back.

He then turned his head and looked at Mu Chen, who was not far away.

At this moment, Mu Chen was covered in blood and his aura was weak, clearly at his last gasp.

But his dark eyes remained as bright as stars, and his spine was ramrod straight.

Sensing Bing Tianxiao's questioning gaze, Mu Chen revealed a carefree smile on his pale face.

"Go, you deserve it."

Without Bing Tianxiao's prior planning, it would have been difficult for him to turn the tide against Ji Xuan and the others' encirclement.

Upon hearing this, Bing Tianxiao didn't mince words.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Mu Chen, his gratitude unspoken.

Thanks.

With those two simple words, he didn't hesitate any longer, turned around, and strode onto the stone platform.

Under the spotlight of everyone.

Bing Tianxiao reached out, grabbed the fluttering flag, and yanked it up!

"boom!"

The instant the flag left the ground, a strange and vast wave suddenly erupted, instantly sweeping across the entire world.

Immediately following, a grand, indifferent, yet supremely majestic voice seemed to pierce through layers of space.

A thunderous roar erupted throughout the entire Spiritual Path, and even in the minds of all the trial participants:

"The Trial of the Spiritual Path, End!"

"The Spirit Crown One—Bing Tianxiao!"

The sound was like a resounding bell, shaking one's very soul.

As the voice faded, the entire world seemed to freeze in that instant.