I Have a Compass for Opportunity

Liou Zhen flew in on his sword, casting the Cold Moon Sword high above his head.

The icy energy covering the Chaotic Scene, even affecting the warmth of the Outer Sect’s five peaks, was completely infused into the Cold Moon Sword at this moment. The sword transformed into a giant blade of ice and snow, slicing toward Liou Le Yao, intending to kill her in one strike in the Chaotic Scene.

"Victory!" The situation on the field was crystal clear, Liou Yuan exclaimed excitedly, almost believing the battle would end with this strike from Liou Zhen.

"Liou Zhen!" The sound of lamentation, indistinguishable from laughter or tears, suddenly echoed outside the Outer Sect of the Five Extremes Mountain.

Liou Le Yao’s twisted cheeks were covered with white frost. Under the erosion of the Snow Shattering Sword Qi, she slowly lifted her head, a mocking and mad glint in her remaining eye.

"Have you ever seen a lamenting Asura?"

Following the voice, Liou Le Yao’s face, still barely recognizable as human, began to melt into black liquid.

The black liquid dripped from her decaying fingertips onto the ground of the Chaotic Scene, making a ’plop’ sound wherever it touched.

Liou Zhen remained unmoved by Liou Le Yao’s transformation.

That sword finally fell in his cold expression.

Boom!

A flower of winter exploded in the Chaotic Scene.

Countless fierce ice crystal columns rose like petals at the location of Liou Zhen’s sword strike.

The entire Chaotic Scene was struck by the sword, flying tens of feet across from the void.

Standing at the edge of the Chaotic Scene, Liou Yuan was almost thrown out by inertia. Hardly stabilizing his stance, he couldn’t be amazed at Liou Zhen’s sword’s power, quickly casting his gaze toward the field, muttering to himself: "Did she die!"

The sky was filled with flying ice crystals in the Chaotic Scene.

Liou Zhen stood gripping his sword in the field, furrowing his brows, staring at the half-swallowed Chaotic Scene by the ice crystal flower.

The areas where the ice crystals protruded.

Liou Le Yao’s body was nearly shattered under this sword, her upper body torn apart to pieces, half her head drooping to her chest.

Such an injury would be fatal even for someone at the Foundation Establishment.

Then, the audience around the Chaotic Scene was horrified to see.

Liou Le Yao’s body still stood, her broken head unbelievably still open-eyed.

Her relatively intact feet stood upon the ice crystal ground.

Under her torn black robe, skin visibly grew scales, with gaps embedded with shattered flesh.

A second beautiful female face grew from the broken neck, with a frozen grimace, suddenly opened and closed, spitting out half a rotting tongue.

"Hehehe..." A shrill laugh sounded from her throat, and with a casual grip, she crushed Liou Le Yao’s drooping half-head, blood splattering her face, adding an inexplicable horror to her beauty.

"Liou Le Yao is dead!" On the platform, Ya Kuan slightly shook his head, saying, "To kill Liou Zhen, Liou Le Yao’s last shred of sanity has been seized by the lamenting Asura."

"Is it about to end?" Zhao Leisheng cast Ya Kuan a questioning look.

"How could it end? The rules of the Chaotic Scene state that only one side can emerge alive, Liou Le Yao’s consciousness is wiped out, but her body hasn’t died, not meeting the criteria." Bi Yunxiang shook his head.

For Liou Yuan, it was his first time witnessing such a scene, with a second face extending from Liou Le Yao’s body, crushing her remaining head.

Although Liou Yuan has seen many things, he’s never seen anything as horrifying as this.

"What the hell is this!"

Many Outer Sect disciples around the Chaotic Scene exhibited the same reaction as Liou Yuan.

They were all left speechless, staring at that unfamiliar figure, stunned.

"Roar!" Until the lamenting Asura opened her mouth, letting out a roar that pierced the clouds and shattered the rocks.

The terrifying sound wave even penetrated the defense barrier of the Chaotic Scene, resounding throughout the Outer Sect of the Five Extremes Mountain.

Disciples on the five peaks of the Outer Sect clutched their heads, showing expressions of pain under the sound wave.

Liu Yuan, closest to the Chaotic Scene, felt as if his forehead was struck hard by a hammer.

He nearly fainted.

Luckily, at the critical moment, a Cyan Nether Sword Qi automatically protected him, bursting from his body, enveloping him in an emerald aura, preventing him from falling.

Just switching his gaze to the lamenting Asura in the field, with fear in his eyes.

"This is with the barrier of the Chaotic Scene’s isolation. In the outside world, this roar would undoubtedly cost many lives among the disciples of the Outer Sect’s five peaks."

Amid the wavering sound waves.

Liou Zhen’s sword detonated, and the ice crystal columns in the Chaotic Scene exploded into countless ice shards.

Amidst billowing icy white fog.

The lamenting Asura slowly stepped out.

The Demonic Qi on her body burst out like a flood, raging through the Chaotic Scene.

With each step, the Demonic Qi intensified.

When she reached the center of the Chaotic Scene, the Demonic Qi was so thick it was practically tangible, the swirling Demonic Qi behind the lamenting Asura forming a towering demonic figure.

The demonic figure’s scarlet eyes firmly locked onto Liou Zhen’s body.

Then slowly extended a hand, the demonic finger taller than Liou Zhen himself, under the demonic figure, Liou Zhen’s body seemed insignificant, like a chick.

The palm hadn’t even struck down when the aura caused the void to emit exploding sounds, drawing all Demonic Qi to follow.

Even a Peak Foundation Establishment practitioner would be overwhelmed by the lamenting Asura’s momentum.

Liou Zhen’s aura, however, remained orderly.

At the moment the lamenting Asura attacked, Liou Zhen positioned the Cold Moon Sword vertically before his chest.

He lightly tapped the sword’s hilt with his fingertips, an indescribable aura burst from the center of Liou Zhen’s figure.

Within a thousand-foot radius of the Chaotic Scene, the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing.

The extreme cold affected the Outer Sect of Five Extremes Mountain.

Feather-like snowflakes drifted from the void, instantly covering the skies of the Outer Sect’s five peaks around the Chaotic Scene.

Snowflakes landed on Liou Yuan’s cheeks, and he couldn’t even care about the coldness as they melted on his face, his expression tense while watching the scene unfold.

Frost flowers filled the Chaotic Scene as snow fell around Liou Zhen.

In his hand, the Cold Moon seemed to be a sword formed with the coldest essence of winter, covering the Chaotic Scene with a thick layer of ice crystals.

"Sword Intent!" Liou Yuan murmured.

He once witnessed Liou Zhen’s Sword Intent at the Spirit Ascension Platform. Humbled by it, he discovered his own understanding, nurturing the Sword Qi of the Cyan Nether.

He was too familiar with this scene.

And compared to the sword on the Spirit Ascension Platform a year ago.

Liou Zhen’s Sword Intent appeared even more clarified and profound.

"The trials in Youhuang State made my brother stronger."

Liou Yuan looked at the solitary, pine-like figure of the young man, his eyes filled with a smile.

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