"I’m afraid you don’t have the strength!"
The Pavilion Master’s expression slowly changed, becoming extrely furious. With Ye Mo’s displayed strength, he shouldn’t pose any threat.
Strangely, five swords began to float around him, each glowing a different color, representing the attributes of tal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Suspended in space, these swords ford a peculiar balance.
This equilibrium caused the entire tunnel to quake loudly, each sword emitting a light that shattered parts of the tunnel again.
Witnessing this, Ye Mo dared not be careless. He imdiately summoned the Suppression Celestial seal, his mind drawing seals until it shone with coldness.
"Absolute Freeze, Ice Origin Great World!"
Ye Mo clapped his hand, and the seal seed to connect with an extre ice source, spewing terrifying coldness starting from the seal, a realm of ice appeared.
Everything before him froze, ti and space seed entirely frozen.
This was the ninth rank seal, Absolute Freeze; unleashing its strongest power depleted much energy.
True Master Liuyang and the eleven Emperors inhaled sharply, not from the freeze, but from Ye Mo’s strength. They were astounded, especially the Emperors, except for Dantai Zanglian, as Ye Mo’s true strength on the Heavenly Ranking Challenge was rely the tip of the iceberg.
The Pavilion Master felt the ice spreading, his body seeming to freeze, his expression finally grave.
His wraith energy surged, his five Elental Swords behind began to move, cutting tirelessly. Utilizing the Five Elents’ mutual restraint, the cold source was repelled and couldn’t harm him.
Seeing this, Ye Mo’s face subtly changed; he summoned the seal again, waving fiercely as terrifying flas exploded, covering the cold source.
Instantly, a world of ice and fire ford; two forces of extres fused, creating even stronger power.
From afar, the Emperors were utterly shocked, never expecting Ye Mo to unleash such powerful attacks so effortlessly.
True Master Liuyang finally realized Ye Mo’s might, who he thought was as good as the Elders, was now rivaling the third-ranked of the Four Great Giants of the North Mysterious, a surprise beyond imagination.
"Wang Luo Sha, how confident is Ye Mo in defeating the Pavilion Master?"
Despite her shock, Dantai Zanglian acknowledged the Pavilion Master’s real strength standing before them.
"Unclear. Ye Mo’s fusion of extre ice and fire techniques has drastically elevated his power; but the Pavilion Master’s five Elental Swords, employing the Five-elents’ principles to the max, make it hard to judge who’s stronger given my cultivation level now."
Wang Luo Sha shook her head, worried, as they were facing a Divine Venerate Eight Souls Peak powerhouse with significant might.
"I believe the Great Celestial Son will surely defeat the Pavilion Master!"
The Fifth Celestial Heir, Yan Lingfeng, smiled, unaffected by the scene, convinced that soone as talented as Ye Mo would overco all obstacles.
"Boom!"
During their discussion, the extre ice and fire forces, carrying destructive montum, rushed towards the Pavilion Master, the fusion nearly spinning, the annihilative energy assaulted the five Elental Swords.
The Pavilion Master waved his hands, and the swords fused montarily, clashed fiercely with Ye Mo’s assault.
Bang bang bang!
Explosions echoed, the space-ti tunnel ruptured again; the space within fragnted continuously, creating spatial dislocations.
The five Elental Swords flew backward with the Pavilion Master, while Ye Mo’s body rebounded from this fierce collision.
Ye Mo had to admit the Pavilion Master’s might; the five Elental Swords could shift, feint, or join to unleash a powerful attack.
"Five elents divine sword is indeed formidable; using Five-Elents Cultivation is natural!"
Ye Mo rged both hands and emitted astonishing Buddha light. The Buddha Dharma thod began operating, Vajra Power blending with Tomb Dragon Power inside him, raising his montum close to Divine Venerate Eight Souls.
"Five-Elents Cultivation? The Pavilion Master cultivates Five Elents Sword Qi! Your strength has earned my recognition; next, I’ll let you fall under my ultimate move."
The Elental Swords behind the Pavilion Master floated again, aid at Ye Mo, ready to strike.
Ye Mo unified his hands, the golden Buddha light grew intense, dignified and reverent, evoking adoration.
If any disciple of the Ancient Buddha Clan were present, they’d be shocked to see Ye Mo’s body bearing a Buddha’s Golden Body aura, an elusive physical form in Buddha Realm, requiring emptiness and Buddha Yuan to achieve.
However, Ye Mo’s form wasn’t Buddha’s Golden Body, but a stranger martial pursuit.
"I’m afraid you don’t have the chance!"
Ye Mo with coldness, muttered dense incantations, which materialized as texts from his mouth, invisible to all.
The texts vanished as they appeared, entering another ti realm.
Ye Mo’s eyes shifted, releasing a powerful pressure, directly attacking the Pavilion Master.
Sensing this, the Pavilion Master was alard, his five fingers changing colors; five drops of colored blood flowed onto the Elental Swords, causing booming sounds, vibrations, and rippling.
"Five Elents Sword, Dominating Fate!"
The Pavilion Master grasped, fusing the swords into the Sword of the Five Elents’ Dominator, seemingly absorbing his body, a sinister smile appeared on the sword’s chamber.
"Kill!"
The Sword of the Five Elents’ Dominator slashed with imnse power; the strike seed devoid of force, no spatial fluctuations, but Ye Mo knew this sword’s might, feeling his fate controlled.
Unperturbed, Ye Mo uttered the final incantation, softly chanting four words: "Five Buddhas True Body, Five Buddhas Hand Seal!"
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