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"Using qi to transform the eyes—this has become a true art!"

"I actually saw it today!"

Chen Si muttered to himself, his expression changing rapidly.

Incredulity and horror flickered deep in his eyes, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints, revealing an unprecedented solemnity.

"Mysterious Netherworld Cold Blade, appear!"

His fighting spirit surged, and he held nothing back, mobilizing almost all of the fierce energy within his body, gathering it into a chilling current powerful enough to shake the heavens and earth, and condensing it into his proud ultimate technique.

At this moment, Chen Si secretly vowed that if he could not avenge himself in this battle and kill Ye Chu, he would have no choice but to plan his own way out.

Because the ability to "transform with qi" is a rare and astonishing talent among martial artists.

Once awakened, they shine as brightly as stars, unattainable.

In an instant, the world changed color, and the depths of the dense forest seemed to be invaded by a chill from the deepest hell.

Within a thousand miles, everything was covered in frost, and snowflakes appeared out of nowhere, dancing in the sky.

This area has been transformed into a true frozen wasteland, where every breath exudes a chilling cold and despair.

Chen Si's strike with the Netherfrost Blade was like the collapse of a glacier in the Northern Region. His aura condensed into frost around him, and every wisp of cold air was chillingly sharp, penetrating to the bone. Its power was more unpredictable than before, making people's hearts tremble.

Ye Chu stood there, a chill inexplicably rising in his heart, as if even his soul was being invaded by this coldness.

The mysterious divine eye between his brows shone brightly at that moment.

As if he could see through the essence of everything in the world, every subtle movement of Chen Si was exposed to him, almost completely seen through.

This strike, for Chen Si, was undoubtedly the pinnacle of his power, a testament to his complete mastery of internal energy. Every bit of his strength embodied his desire for victory and his awe of his opponent.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment, waiting for the cold blade to slash through the sky and bring a devastating shock.

"To withstand this attack head-on without the unparalleled strength and blood energy of a third-tier expert is simply a pipe dream!"

Ye Chu pondered to himself, his brows furrowing slightly, his expression grave.

He knew that in the face of such a fierce attack, escape might be the wisest choice.

And so, just as the Xuanming Cold Blade was about to strike, Ye Chu's figure shot up, like a swallow skimming the water, or a willow catkin in the wind, skillfully avoiding the fatal blow with an incredible angle and speed.

In the air, only the lingering chill and Ye Chu's indifferent back remained.

Then, Ye Chu swung his White Dragon Spear out suddenly, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, like a silver dragon emerging from the sea, unstoppable.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious light suddenly burst forth from between his brows, as if a star had fallen to earth, dazzling and brilliant.

This power, originating from the depths of the soul, coiled upwards like fine threads, merging with the White Dragon Spear.

It has been endowed with unprecedented agility and power!

"Thunderous Eight Trigrams - Zhen Trigram ☳!"

As Ye Chu murmured, his voice contained the power of heaven and earth, as if it could shake people's hearts.

In an instant, the raging lightning began to shrink in a strange way. Although its volume decreased, it condensed into a more refined essence of lightning, each strand containing the power to destroy the world.

This thunder dragon no longer roared and flamboyantly as before. It silently traversed the void, like a giant beast awakening from chaos, each pulse sending shivers down one's spine.

The intense killing intent was beyond words.

It spread silently, casting a deathly shadow over the surrounding space, making it suffocating.

Chen Si was taken aback at that moment.

At this moment, Ye Chu's figure seemed to resonate with heaven and earth.

Each strike contained the mysteries of natural laws, showcasing extraordinary martial arts skills that left everyone in awe.

"You bastard!"

Chen Si cursed inwardly, his expression suddenly changing as if covered in frost.

He never expected that the ultimate skill he had painstakingly cultivated would not only fail to shake Ye Chu in the slightest, but would instead be easily neutralized and countered by Ye Chu in an almost mocking manner.

Without the slightest hesitation or lingering, Chen Si retreated rapidly, intending to leave, his heart filled with unprecedented horror.

That all-out attack, which embodied his life's cultivation and inner strength, seemed so pale and powerless in front of Ye Chu, as if morning mist dissipated into nothingness in an instant when it met the sun.

This person possesses unfathomable strength, like an abyss, inspiring awe and fear.

Thinking of this, alarm bells rang in Chen Si's heart, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged into his mind.

He knew that if he continued to linger, he might follow in the footsteps of his junior brother Chen Hua and quietly perish amidst the prosperity of Zhenhai City.

So, he moved with incredible speed, his figure darting through the trees like a ghost, each step imbued with the determination to escape and the yearning for life.

At this critical moment between life and death, Chen Si had only one thought in his mind—to get away from this terrifying being and save his own life.

"Is the protective energy depleted?"

Ye Chu raised an eyebrow slightly, like a spring breeze brushing across a lake, yet concealing turbulent waves.

His gaze was deep, and through the mysterious and unfathomable divine eye between his brows, he instantly discerned the extremely subtle fluctuations of spiritual energy within Chen Si's body, revealing everything between truth and falsehood.

"If that's the case, then let the night witness your end!"

Ye Chu's words were as cold as frost, devoid of any warmth, as if they came from the deepest hell, sending chills down one's spine.

Tonight, in this world shrouded in blood and conspiracy, life and death hang in the balance, and no one can remain uninvolved.

He knew all too well that countless eyes were lurking in the darkness, eager to kill him.

If he hadn't already condensed his physical body with the primordial energy of heaven and earth, and used the energy to refine his body, he wouldn't have been able to create a divine eye.

They have probably already become a lost soul in this chaotic world.

"you--!"

Upon seeing this, Chen Si's eyes widened, his anger burning as if he wanted to ignite the boundless darkness.

He roared in disbelief.

"Your Qi-transformation eye can even see through my Qi reserves!"

His words were tinged with an undisguised sense of defeat and a deep-seated fear of Ye Chu's unimaginable abilities.

With his ability to transform his Qi into eyes, this heaven-defying power seemed to reveal everything in the world. The depth of any martial artist's cultivation became a secret that Ye Chu could easily manipulate with his fingertips.

Before him, the protective aura that martial artists were so proud of was as fragile as paper, completely exposed.

If Ye Churuo harbors murderous intent, he can accurately grasp the balance of his opponent's internal energy in the blink of an eye. When the opponent is exhausted, that will be the end for him.

Such methods are not only chilling, but also leave people feeling hopeless from the invisible sense of control they possess.

At this moment, the two faced each other, and the air was filled with a suffocating tension, as if time itself had frozen.

Everything around was imbued with a sharp texture; the air transformed into invisible blades, suspended in the sky, ready to tear the silence to shreds in an instant.