"By you alone?" Ao Yuan looked at him with a half-smile, "I echo your words back to you."
The God of Frost chuckled coldly, "I am not a piece of trash like Poseidon!"
"Is that so?" Ao Yuan smiled and continued, "Then have you heard that Hermes and the other seven joined forces to deal with me?"
"Hmm?"
A flicker of confusion crossed the God of Frost's face; it was clear he hadn't heard of this.
This was understandable. After all, he didn't pay much attention to online news.
To him, online news was less significant than a good night's sleep.
"Do you know how it ended for them?"
Seeing his confusion, Ao Yuan continued, "In the end, they all died."
"And they died at my hands."
Ao Yuan's smile remained unchanged.
However, to the God of Frost, it was like looking at a demon, sending a shiver down his spine.
Seven gods joining forces couldn't defeat Ao Yuan?
How was that possible?
"Hmph!"
The God of Frost regained some composure and sneered, "Do you expect me to believe that?"
Ao Yuan shrugged and chuckled, "Whether you believe it or not is not up to me."
"I just want to tell you how high your own chances of winning are compared to those seven gods!"
"Facing them, wouldn't you be instantly crushed in one exchange?"
"I..."
The God of Frost's mouth opened as if he had something stuck in his throat.
His mind involuntarily conjured Ao Yuan's words.
If he were to face those seven gods, what would be the outcome?
The answer was obvious.
As Ao Yuan said, he would be gone in one exchange.
Although he was at his peak and his strength had not diminished, those were seven gods!
Even the Blood Ancestor would not be able to ignore them.
"Ah!"
"Ao Yuan!"
"How dare you disrupt my dao heart!"
The God of Frost shook his head violently, then his eyes widened.
A scarlet light flashed within them.
Following that,
He stamped heavily on the ground, leaving a massive crater.
He leaped into the air, raising his long saber and slashing a visible saber wave straight at Ao Yuan.
Boom!
When a god makes a move, you know the power.
Wherever the ice-blue saber wave passed, it exuded an extremely cold aura, as if it were about to freeze space itself.
Everyone present couldn't help but shudder.
At this moment, they couldn't feel their bodies, as if they were in a world of ice and snow, their bodies frozen stiff.
This feeling was bizarre.
They were all powerful cultivators at the Spiritual Comprehension realm. How long had it been since they had felt cold?
In response,
Ao Yuan shook his hands, and a long spear, entirely black with faint streaks of dark blue and fiery patterns, appeared in his grasp.
He unleashed a torrent of spiritual energy, and the tip of the spear erupted with golden light, transforming into a dazzling beam that clashed directly with the ice-blue saber light in mid-air.
Boom!
As the two collided, it sounded like thunder.
Immense waves of energy spread outwards. The faces of the onlookers darkened, and they immediately channeled their spiritual energy to resist. However, upon contact with the energy, they were all sent flying backward and landed on the ground.
Their faces were pale, and their eyes were filled with extreme shock.
When a god makes a move, you truly know the power.
This strength was simply too formidable.
A mere wave of energy had rendered them incapable of resistance.
If Ao Yuan had truly attacked earlier.
Hiss!
The consequences were truly unimaginable!
"Huh!"
Looking at Ao Yuan effortlessly blocking his attack in mid-air, the God of Frost revealed a hint of astonishment.
Although the first exchange seemed to have him at a disadvantage,
The God of Frost knew that he had lost.
He had lost completely.
However, despite his inner realization, the God of Frost showed no intention of retreating.
This was because his attack had not yet revealed his trump card.
If he were to unleash his trump card, it was hard to say who would be stronger.
"Again!"
He roared, gripping his saber with both hands and slashing at Ao Yuan once more, as if cleaving Mount Hua.
This time,
The light emanating from the icy saber was even more solidified than before.
It was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and the icy aura instantly spread out.
A layer of frost condensed on the valley, which had always enjoyed spring-like weather.
Even the people around them were covered in a faint mist of ice, as if they were about to be frozen.
This was enough to show the immense power of the God of Frost's strike.
"Hmph!"
In response, Ao Yuan let out a light cold snort and shook his entire body, dispelling all the surrounding chill.
With a movement of his spear, heavenly fire instantly erupted into the air.
The temperature, which had been continuously dropping, rose significantly.
Ao Yuan executed a flourish with his spear and slashed out directly.
A fiery spear shadow flashed in mid-air.
Compared to the strike from the God of Frost, Ao Yuan's attack was like the difference between an elephant and a mouse.
Yet, it was incredibly solid, with flames dancing within it.
Crack!
They soon touched.
As the flames and the ice mist collided, a 'sizzling' sound was produced.
However,
It did not last long.
With a 'crack,'
The ice mist, under the God of Frost's disbelieving gaze, was incinerated by the flames and vanished into smoke.
"This... this... this is impossible!"
The God of Frost cried out in disbelief. Being repeatedly suppressed by Ao Yuan had already begun to unbalance his mind.
"Area of effect attacks are not about how wide the range is," Ao Yuan scoffed.
Earlier, he had thought that since the God of Frost's strength was undiminished, he would be very powerful.
But now he understood.
The God of Frost was just a minor scumbag, far inferior to the Blood Ancestor in strength.
Dealing with him would be an incredibly easy task.
"Speak. How do you wish to die?" Ao Yuan said calmly.
"You..." The God of Frost was enraged. Ao Yuan was the first person in tens of thousands of years to dare speak to him with such disrespect.
However, before he could finish, Ao Yuan's figure flickered, and he appeared before him.
He raised his long spear and thrust it down, the incredibly brilliant golden light carrying a heaven-piercing, dominating intent.
The God of Frost's expression changed drastically. He had no doubt that if this blow landed on him.
It would certainly injure him.
"Damn it!"
However, he quickly calmed down, looked at Ao Yuan, and sighed softly.
Following that, he closed his eyes, and his entire body surged with spiritual energy.
Instantly!
The God of Frost transformed. He was no longer the robust man with flesh and blood.
Instead, he resembled an ice sculpture.
Bang!
The long spear, like a dragon, struck the God of Frost.
Instantly,
A large gash appeared on the God of Frost's chest. As the powerful energy erupted,
The ice sculpture he had become shattered into pieces.
"We won?"
"Did we win so easily?"
"Dragon God, you are truly strong!"
The onlookers in the distance exchanged glances.
It was unclear who suddenly shouted, but then the entire scene erupted in praise for Ao Yuan.
"Dragon God, you are forever my idol!"
"Dragon God yyds."
"I knew the Dragon God was the strongest."
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