The Northern Sword God
The Fourth Spell the Curse of Death Ice Storm
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With a feeling of shock all those who were inside the martial practice room were staring at Sima Yong.
“Is she an Elf?”
“The appearance is really unique”
Elder Wu Wangtian did not attempt to hold Sima Yong back when the man entered the arena. He knew with a soul ability at the rank of Heavenly Master Three (as a Symbol Master), clearly Huang Feng was not the opponent of that little friend. So let's watch the inner show. Elder Wu looked pityingly at Huang Feng.
“Hahaha... A child like you would challenge me?” Huang Feng laughed in a condescending tone when he saw Sima Yong enter the arena. Although he was 21 years old, Sima Yong looks like a teenager aged 16-17 years.
“Please state your name so that I do not feel sorry when later lowering a cruel hand against you”
“My name is Sima Yong. But I am not from the Wu Clan. I am only an apprentice to the basic training of the Array Technique under the guidance of Elder Wu Wangtian” Sima Yong staring innocently into Huang Feng's eyeballs.
“hmm... I can't read this boy's cultivation. In addition, his soul ability was as if covered by something” Huang Feng was trying to think about Sima Yong's cultivation ability and soul strength which was completely illegible.
Actually he was a bit worried when he found out the cultivation aura of this little boy was not at all, read.
Didn't the wise man say that “someone who is able to hide all his strength is a dangerous figure?”. Yet Huang Feng put away that feeling all the way.
The man's boyish appearance before him made himself careless. Huang Feng did not realize that the negligence would be bad for him later on.
“Are you a representative of something from the Five Star Sect that will race in the hunt of the Grey Elf Domain? I don't want to be called a low-spirited person, when it comes to bullying someone who is not from the Five” Class Sect Huang Feng is still trying to dig deeper into who the man before him is.
“I don't represent anyone from the Fifth Grade Sect. But if you ask me if I will follow the hunt in the gray Elf Domain? Yeah, I'll follow the hunt on that domain. I have an invitation to enter the domain with an invitation from the Ouyang” Clan Sima Yong said.
“Good... Then I don't bother getting rid of a competitor in the domain later. Right now I will get rid of you”
While saying so, Huang Feng immediately cast a spell and gathered all of his soul power. With full power he intends to end Sima Yong's life in one attack.
A gigantic, colored sword was seen forming when Huang Feng cast a spell and exerted all of his soul power that was at Heavenly Soul Power level one. With a subtle snapping he instructed the illusory Sword to wrack Sima Yong’'s soul
“Destroy...!!!”
All the spectators screamed in horror. The Elf-looking man looked too fragile to face the illusory sword-shaped soul attack. Not even a few in the audience denounced Huang Feng with the words that Huang Feng was a Cruel and cold-blooded figure.
As the Illusory Black Sword moved closer to Sima Yong, Sima Yong casually pointed his index finger at the illusory sword. The illusory sword came to a standstill in the middle of the journey, as if it was being held back by some invisible force.
When the sword had been suspended in the air for 3 minutes, Huang Feng's face was visibly filled with sweat. Sweat was omens Huang Feng was exerting all his soul force. He tried to order the Illusory Sword to move back. His greatest wish was to tear apart the mind and soul of the little man in front of him.
Gasping for breath, Huang Feng then withdrew all of his soul force and returned to attack with a new Soul Attack Technique. A golden-coloured flame instantly flared around Sima Yong, preparing to dust the man. The air around the training room turned extremely hot.
But the illusory attack of fire came back like hitting a wall. The fire seemed to be blazing fiercely, but not as seinchi as the fire was able to get closer to even burning Sima Yong's body. It was seen that Huang Feng's face had been filled with sweat. Even the blue veins were clearly visible on his face due to the maximum exertion of soul force.
Sima Yong again let things go in silence as when stopping the Illusory Sword earlier. Time has passed for 10 minutes. Huang Feng seemed to have exerted all of his soul power, while Sima Yong was just relaxing.
Sima Yong broke that silent tension….
“It feels like I've given you enough time to attack me. Now you must feel the backlash of my soul force.be careful Sima Yong stared at Huang Feng while giving a warning.
“Mantra Third Death.. Snow Lotus Ice Storm Sima Yong spoke softly, yet the voice was clearly heard in the ears of everyone in the room.
Instantly after the spell was cast, Sima Yong's mouth was seen muttering. It was so cold that many spectators were seen taking a sitting position to meditate. This action aims to cause warm air in their bodies.
Noticing that drastic change, the faces of Elder Wu Wangtian, Patriarch Wu Ju-Long and Patriarch Huang Jing changed instantly. Patriarch Huang Jing even shouted “Celaka...”.
When the Patriarch of the Huang Clan was about to jump to save Huang Feng, Patriarch Wu Ju_long held back his hand. He shook his head
“ini affairs of the younger generation. Do not interfere..” Huang Jing stalled because of Wu Ju-Long's actions. But his heart was very troubled. His favorite students and puppets seem to be having trouble.
Meanwhile from the arena came Sima Yong's cry as he ordered the spell to attack Huang Feng,
“Go ...”
The Death Mantra Curse set rolled up and wrapped the entire ring in the gripping darkness. Flickering Ice lotuses were seen falling from the air which then fell on Huang Feng.
Accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream was heard in the room, following a figure that collapsed on the floor. There was clearly blood splashing everywhere. Huang Feng had been lying on top of a pile of ice in a state of silence. It is not known if he is dead or alive.
As everyone was still gripped by the shock of Sima Yong's Death Curse attack, there was a loud crackling followed by a deadly sword attack aimed at Sima Yong.
Patriarch Huang Jing is seen gliding with a deadly Sword Technique that will instantly conquer Sima Yong. The man was already not thinking about his dignity as a senior. All he had in mind was his desire to kill Sima Yong who had made his beloved disciple wretched.
Back penonto screams stifled. When it was all
the audience in the room was feeling tense. The God-Ranked Sword belonging to the Patriarch of the Huang Clan shot unstoppable to finish off that Elf's life.
Sima Yong said in his heart, “Your soul strength and your cultivation realm are no match for this Death Spell Curse Soul Technique. Even a Boundless Realm practitioner would not dare to act rashly before this Ice Spells 7 Curse Technique”
“Curse of the four Ice Storms of the Earth.”
The cold air is getting colder again. That Huang Clan man came to a halt in his ruthless attack. A giant ice storm hit him.
What other people feel is that the surrounding situation is getting gloomy and the temperature in the room is turning even colder. The coldness of the air felt like a wedge of a sword to their skin.
Some practitioners even felt chapped in the skin as a result of the cold attack. They hurriedly sat in meditation to ward off the cold. Sima Yong had never used this Number 4 Curse Spell. The Patriarch of the Huang Clan was the practitioner who first sensed this soul curse Technique.
With the soul power of a level three Heavenly Master the Patriarch of the Huang Clan was trying to survive. He hoped that his soul power could dispel the illusion of the ice storm. It is a pity for Patriarch Huang. The soul illusion attack that Sima Yong had launched was the soul attack of a true Elf Heir in the North.
This Ice Spell 7 Curse Technique was an extremely rare Technique the work of ancient Elves. This technique was created after ancient Elves sang ancient magic songs to create a soul attack and combined it with Ancient Elf magic. It was known that Elves were the inheritors of Magic abilities and the highest soul power in this entire world. They are invincible in this field.
Of course When this curse Technique attacked Patriarch Huang, that person could only hope and fight desperately to survive the coldness of the curse to the 4 ice spells. His soul is threatened with damage.
Just then blood was seen starting to flow from Patriarch's lips. The few Experts who were still able to fight the cold as well as watch the battle against the soul force were pitying to see Patriarch Huang.
If the soul attack had not stopped Sima Yong, it was feared that it would have inflicted a deep trauma on Patriarch Huang's soul.
After feeling enough, Sima Yong ended the soul attack by saying a word.
“Completed...!!!”
Patriarch Huang Jing fell down looking seated as Sima Yong ended the Ice Spell's Curse attack. His face was completely pale. He looked at Sima Yong and said while stammering with the pain,
“Who are you really ..??? where are you from?”
Smiling Sima Yong replied,
“I told you earlier My name is Sima Yong. And I am a traveler. I am not a member of any Sect or Clan. I'm just an Independent Cultivator.”.
Despite looking dissatisfied with Sima Yong's answer. As an Alchemist, Huang Jiang hurriedly threw a pill into his mouth. The pill he felt was enough to help the recovery of his soul health. It was obvious that his face that was starting to turn blue was slowly showing a color of warmth. But Patriarch Haung knows. His soul has been wounded. It would take a long time to heal from a soul wound due to such a battle of soul force.
Things become quiet. Several healers and Alchemists of the Huang Clan approached their Patriarchs and offered medical help. Patriarch Huang chose to return to his room to rest.
After the group of the Huang Clan returned to the pavilion where they were staying, Elder Wu Wangtian approached Sima Yong. With a flaming look and admiration he said,
“Small Friend Sima.. I did not expect you other than a Master in the field of Symbol writing, it turns out you are a martial arts practitioner of Soul Dao which is very terrible”
“hahaha. I am a person who tries to be humble. However regarding my Technique and soul power, it is a High-class Technique. Even the Boundless Realm practitioner had to be careful when fighting against my soul power” Sima Yong laughed while blushing in embarrassment.
“So it turns out this little friend will also follow the hunt in the gray Elf domain? The Ouyang Clan was really lucky to be able to recruit this little friend to participate. Looks like a hunt held every 250 years will be interesting when a little friend joins”.
“It's a shame, the number one genius of our Wu Clan was seriously injured. Wu Zhen might have to rest for six months to recover that soul wound. Soul that was torn because of Huang Feng's ferocity was not easy to cure” Wu Wengtian showed a concerned face. He tried to cover up his melancholy by saying comforting words like this.
“Hmm but we are all very grateful. This little friend had retaliated so much that the humiliation of the Wu Clan When defeated in his own cage. Let me introduce you to our Clan Patriarch Wu”
Wu Wangtian then guided Sima Yong towards the Patriarch of the Wu Clan and introduced him. Patriarch Wu himself was a relaxed and sociable man. He was a person who did not mind his high standing as the Sixth Grade Sect Patriarch. Then he quickly became familiar with Sima Yong.
When the conversation turned to hunting in the Elf domain, with a gloomy face he revealed his sadness.
“For me Wu Zhen is like a child himself. He was even the only genius in this Clan who had high Soul Power. Even at a young age he was able to break through to the King Realm realm. How sad it would be if such a genius, his cultivation level would be stalled due to the soul damage”
Patriarch Wu sighed deeply. There was no sadness in his heart.
“If only we could master that soul healing technique. Aih what a pity.. ”.
Elder Wu Wangtian concernedly added,
“What I read from ancient copies in the library of the Wu Clan, far away in the depths of the Northern Forest. But will they be willing to give face to us who are only descendants with this mixed blood?”
Sima Yong listened to the conversation between the two people. He was just trying to digest what those two Wu Clan higher-ups meant. It seemed that Sima Yong understood the essence of their conversation, yet he was unwilling to reveal who he was.
“Patriak Wu Ju-Long and Elder Wu Wangtian. Did you know that such soul damage, can still be cured as long as it is done with proper therapy?”
Hearing Sima Yong's words, it looked as bright as hope on Wu Ju_Long's face,
“Young Master Sima, if you have any suggestions. Please don't hesitate. The Wu Clan would be very grateful if this Young Master was willing to help heal our Clan Geniuses. I will provide a balanced compensation if anyone can heal Wu Zhen”'s soul wound.
“Have Patriarch and Elder Wu heard of an ancient Soul Processing Technique that has been lost from this Continent? Soul Processing Techniques Death Musicians and Soul Dance Techniques?” Sima Yong looked at the Face of Elder Wu and the Patriarch of the Wu Clan.
Clan Patriarch Wu and Elder Wu showed, faces that were extremely shocked. That technique was an extremely ancient Technique and had disappeared from this Continent. In fact they were indeed thinking of searching for the ancient Elf domain in the North and would request the granting of Wu Zhen's Soul treatment with that Technique.
“Sima's little friend. Do you mean to say that you know someone who is capable of cultivating that ancient Technique?” Elder Wu urged Sima Yong. While Patriarch of the Wu Clan also revealed a face of disbelief when he heard Sima Yong's words.
After the two subsided from the shock, Sima Yong said.
“I don't know someone who is capable of cultivating that ancient Technique. But I can play and cultivate the Death Musician's Soul Technique”
“Whataa...!!!” for this time the two Wu Clan practitioners were completely aghast. That startled cry to the point of making the people who were still in the match practice hall look in wonder at them.
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In the end after Sima Yong had demonstrated a little of his Death Musicians abilities, the Patriarch of the Wu Clan begged greatly for Sima Yong to heal Wu Zhen's soul wounds. Negotiations between the two of them would eventually allow Sima Yong to have access rights to the entire floor of the Wu Clan Library for high-level array Technique training.
Sima Yong promised Wu Zhen treatment he would do tomorrow. It's night has come. So that the darkness of Negri at the end of the world is getting darker when the night has arrived. After the farewells of Elder Wu and Patriarch Kan Wu, Sima Yong walked back towards the Prosperity Warehouse.
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On the way back to the Prosperity Warehouse, Sima Yong suddenly said coldly towards the darkness of the night.
“You have been following me since from the Wu Clan. Why not show yourself?”…..
*Connected*