97 Chapter 97: Tang San Weakening, Ice God's Power Ascends!

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Shui Yanjun cupped his hands and bowed again to the Seventh Elder, the white-haired man before him. This elder was once a member of the Shui family.

In his childhood memories, the elder had already been serving as a revered elder at the Ice God's Temple, his strength unfathomable.

"So much has changed, so many people have come and gone. How many of the Shui family are left now?"

The Seventh Elder sighed heavily as he spoke, his voice carrying a note of sorrow.

"All the elders are gone. Most of the remaining members are from the younger generation, and there are fewer than two hundred of them."

Shui Yanjun's gaze fell to the floor as he answered, his tone somber.

The Seventh Elder was silent for a while before speaking again. "This is not a place for you to be."

There was a hint of something more in his words, and as he spoke, he glanced toward the sky.

"I've come to find the clan leader's path," Shui Yanjun explained, lifting his head, his eyes filled with determination.

The mention of the clan leader caused the Seventh Elder to pause briefly, but he quickly responded. "You're talking about Wuya, right? He's not here."

He shook his head.

However, as the two men in the Ice God's Temple mentioned Shui Wuya's name, a wave of murderous intent erupted within the Asura Temple in the Divine Realm.

"Who is that, and why can't I hear that person's name?"

The Asura God was furious. He could hear the conversation within the Ice God's Temple, but one name was distorted, as if some mysterious power was concealing it.

In an instant, the Asura God conjured a spectral hand in the air, aiming to forcibly enter the mortal realm and capture Shui Yanjun and the Seventh Elder.

But just as he was about to strike, a figure cloaked in a shimmering blue aura suddenly appeared in the sky outside the Asura Temple.

The blue-clad figure raised a hand, releasing a burst of icy light that instantly froze the spectral hand into a block of ice.

"Ice God, do you think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"

The Asura God was enraged by the Ice God's sudden intervention. The sky turned blood-red, and the Asura God's form materialized.

He was clad in blood-red armor and wielded an Asura Blood Sword. The intense bloodlust he emitted caused the surrounding space to warp.

"Today, even if it violates the Divine Realm's laws, I will kill you right here!"

With a furious roar, the Asura God brandished his blood sword, his overwhelming aura of slaughter charging straight at the Ice God.

"Hmph! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

The Ice God, unwilling to back down, smirked with defiance as he conjured an ice sword in his hand, lunging toward the Asura God.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, the sky above the Divine Realm erupted into chaos as the two gods clashed. Their fierce battle turned the heavens into a realm of duality—one side drenched in blood-red hues, the other blanketed in snow-white. The intensity of their fight shattered the calm of the Divine Realm.

The other gods in the Divine Realm sensed the battle between the Ice God and the Asura God. Although their clash severely violated the laws of the Divine Realm, none dared intervene. The sheer force of the combat sent shivers down their spines.

"Strange. The Ice God's power seems to have increased quite a bit."

As the battle raged on, some gods began to notice something unusual. The Ice God had always been evenly matched with the Asura God, but now she appeared to be gaining the upper hand.

The gods were stunned by the shift in power dynamics.

"Damn! It must be that guy in the mortal realm! He's done something to boost her power!"

The Asura God, battling Shui Bing'er, also sensed her increased strength. His expression was filled with rage, but deep inside, a pang of fear grew. He feared that the mortal realm's influence might eventually tip the balance of power, allowing Shui Bing'er to surpass him. Determined to prevent that outcome, he resolved to forcibly enter the mortal realm and bring the Ice God's Temple into the Divine Realm.

But before he could act, Shui Bing'er saw through his intentions.

"Ice Breath: Snow Blossom Bloom!"

Shui Bing'er's voice rang out, and above her, a totem of ice and snow rapidly expanded, growing to thousands of feet in mere seconds. It gleamed with a brilliant light before shooting toward Douluo Star.

"Swoosh!"

In a flash, the totem reached the outer edge of Douluo Star, where it released countless icy totems. Within moments, the entire planet was enveloped and sealed in a thick layer of ice and snow.

The blue orb that was Douluo Star vanished from sight, replaced by a frozen, snow-covered planet.

The Asura God, breaking away from the melee, attempted to force his way into the sealed Douluo Star. However, a formidable sealing power stopped him in his tracks.

"You're finished!"

The Asura God roared in rage, his entire being transforming into a blood-red streak as he dove back into battle with Shui Bing'er. Their clash reignited with even greater ferocity.

This dramatic scene stunned the gods in the Divine Realm. None had expected Shui Bing'er to act with such decisiveness, sealing the entire Douluo Star to prevent the Asura God's intrusion.

Amid the turmoil in the Divine Realm, in the mortal realm, Shui Wuya, who was busy crafting a soul tool in his room, suddenly looked up.

"Who could it be? This familiar aura..."

Shui Wuya muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world...

"The Ice God's inheritor has emerged. The Shui family must quickly identify this person and bring them to the temple."

In the Ice God's Temple, the Seventh Elder had been speaking with Shui Yanjun for some time when he finally revealed the news about the appearance of the Ice God's inheritor.

"What? The Ice God's inheritor?"

Shui Yanjun was taken aback, his mind racing with possibilities.

For millennia, the Ice God's Temple had been presided over by powerful members of the Shui family. It was unlikely that the elder would lie, so the most probable candidate to be the Ice God's inheritor could only be the Shui family clan leader, Shui Wuya.

"Go find the person in the Slaughter Hell. He might know where Wuya is."

Suddenly, the Seventh Elder spoke again, suggesting a new lead.

The Slaughter Hell!

The mention of this place made Shui Yanjun's heart skip a beat.

"Is he... still alive?"

Shui Yanjun asked cautiously.

"The clan leader had a premonition that something was going to change, so he deliberately stopped him from supporting the clan's territory. He should still be alive."

The Seventh Elder spoke with a distant look, his gaze fixed on the western horizon, his dry eyes showing a hint of reminiscence.

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