"Elder Rowe's face changed at once.
He could no longer bother with encircling Venerable Emberlain. He could no longer bother with the battle right in front of him.
The relic mattered most. His body turned almost on its own, and he chased at full speed in the direction the Soul-Vault Pearl had flown, as if one step too late would cost him the opportunity forever."
"Beside him, Elder Sunter's focus broke the same way.
He followed close behind, and the two of them rushed together toward the depths of the Wastelands to seize the relic."
"Their backs were completely exposed.
Their defenses were empty."
"Venerable Emberlain seized that single battle opening before it could vanish.
He did not pause for even half a breath. He turned into a streak of fading crimson light and burned through the last of his spiritual power, fleeing for his life in the opposite direction.
His figure flashed once, and the distance opened fast. For the moment, he had broken free of the killing ground."
"On the far side of the Wastelands, in the southeast, killing intent was boiling just as fiercely.
A brutal fight had already begun."
"Venerable Frostgrave had driven himself forward at full speed the entire way.
His movement technique cut through the air with a harsh edge, but even then, he had failed to shake off his pursuers."
"Two golden streaks of light closed in from front and rear, then sealed him off from left and right.
They pinned him in the heart of the Wastelands, leaving him no road to retreat and no path to circle around."
"The one blocking him on the left was Elder Pennyworth.
He had Golden Immortal Level Two cultivation and specialized in water-based, yin-chill arcane arts. His spiritual power was soft, cold, and clinging, suited for drawn-out battles that wore an enemy down, locked down movement techniques, and froze meridians."
"The one cutting him off on the right was Elder Leary.
He also had Golden Immortal Level Two cultivation, and he specialized in a violent fire technique. His attacks were fierce and overbearing, with explosive force to spare, best suited for frontal assaults, tearing through defenses, and crushing opponents head-on."
"One water, one fire.
The two spiritual power attributes stood in complete opposition, yet they happened to cover each other's weaknesses perfectly. Their offense and defense fit together, their advances and retreats had order, and once they joined forces, their fighting strength doubled.
The pressure they formed was crushing."
"The two had carried out missions together for years.
Their coordination was seamless, their experience in surrounding and killing enemies was old and practiced, and their methods were made specifically to restrain a solitary Golden Immortal adept."
"Venerable Frostgrave stood where he was, his silver robe stirring slightly in the wind.
From beginning to end, his expression remained clear and cold as still water. His silver eyes showed no ripple, no break, no hurry, and no falter."
"Powerful enemies stood before him, and the encirclement was closing.
Yet his bearing stayed rooted like a mountain. The only move he made was to slowly raise his hand and close his fingers around the hilt of the silver blade hanging at his waist."
Bzzzzβ
"A clear sword-cry rang across the Wastelands.
Frost energy burst outward."
"The silver blade slid half an inch from its sheath.
In the next instant, bone-piercing extreme-cold sword aura swept around him. The withered grass nearby flashed white with frost and froze solid, while the air turned sharply colder.
Threads of frost energy seeped toward flesh and bone, and a killing chill rushed straight into the face."
"This sword had followed Venerable Frostgrave through battle for 10 thousand years.
It had taken countless lives. Its frost energy could cut into the spirit, and its sharp edge could break spiritual treasures.
It was his life-bound war-relic, the killing treasure he kept closest to himself."
"Cassian, surrender and hand over the Soul-Vault Pearl."


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