1013: Chapter 1012 011VS016

Before Ning Qiancheng's voice could fade, a bone-chilling killing intent pierced the space before his brow like an ice pick!

Baili Ziyuan's figure seemed to transcend visual capture. With a single vibration of those illusory wings, he crossed dozens of meters. The death scythe in his hand, symbolizing the authority of death, swept silently toward Ning Qiancheng's neck with a Soul-tearing wail.

Wherever the scythe passed, the air seemed to freeze, leaving behind a faint trail of ice crystals.

"Good timing!"

A blazing Battle Intent burned in Ning Qiancheng's crimson-gold eyes. He didn't even try to dodge; instead, the broad crimson-gold bone wings on his back suddenly snapped shut in front of him!

"Clang—!"

An ear-piercing metallic screech exploded, accompanied by sparks and ice shards flying in all directions.

The blade of the pitch-black scythe hacked fiercely into the indestructible bone wings. That strike, powerful enough to easily slice through alloys, only left a faint white mark on the bone wings.

At the same time, the Black Moon Spear in Ning Qiancheng's hand moved!

The spear's shaft was wrapped in a tangible crimson-gold corpse fiend energy, like an awakening molten giant python. Carrying a harshness that could burn the eight directions, it stabbed straight toward Baili Ziyuan's chest and abdomen!

Before the spear even arrived, the terrifying high temperature caused the cold air around Baili Ziyuan to steam violently, making a "hissing" sound.

Baili Ziyuan's grayish-white eyes showed no emotion. His other empty hand shot out like lightning, and layer upon layer of crystal-clear, deep blue ice shields—Mystic Ice Mirror—instantly condensed in front of his palm!

"Boom!"

The Black Moon Spear slammed violently into the ice shield, triggering a startling energy shockwave.

The ice shields shattered layer by layer, but they regenerated instantly, managing to stubbornly withstand this violent blow.

The dissipated energy turned into a red and blue intertwined shockwave, expanding rapidly in a ring. It plowed a deep trench into the ground below, forcing the distant Ghost Army and Zombie Slaves to use their power to resist. Some of the weaker ones were even knocked over.

In the first exchange, they were evenly matched!

The two separated as soon as they touched, only to collide again at an even faster speed.

Baili Ziyuan's movement was ghostly. As his wings vibrated, he seemed to transform into countless afterimages, attacking Ning Qiancheng from all directions.

Every swing of the pitch-black death scythe brought forth arcs of Soul-freezing cold light. These cold lights were not merely physical attacks; they were mixed with a chill that directly invaded the Divine Soul, attempting to freeze Ning Qiancheng's will.

Meanwhile, Ning Qiancheng demonstrated the absolute defense and overbearing power of the Corpse Ancestor body.

He stood his ground, either parrying with his bone wings or clashing head-on with the Black Moon Spear. His crimson-gold bone armor emitted a low rumble during the battle, shutting out the vast majority of attacks.

His counterattacks were bold and sweeping. Every spear thrust was like a falling star hitting the ground. The blazing corpse fiend energy condensed into beams or transformed into a sky full of fire rain, forcing Baili Ziyuan to dodge constantly, unable to engage in close-quarters combat.

"Baili Ziyuan, your ice cannot freeze my fiend fire!"

Ning Qiancheng roared, his bone wings suddenly unfurling. Countless crimson-gold bone spikes shot out like a torrential rain, covering the entire sky—[Crimson Feather Meteor]!

Baili Ziyuan's eyes narrowed. He folded his wings to wrap around himself, and the cold air around him instantly rose to the limit. A massive, illusory door frame, seemingly made of ten-thousand-year-old black ice, flashed behind him—Netherworld Gate!

"Crackle, crackle—"

The frigid Domain expanded with him at the center. After entering the Domain's range, the speed of those incoming crimson-gold bone spikes slowed visibly. Their surfaces were quickly covered in thick layers of ice, and finally, just a few meters from his body, they froze and stalled before falling to the ground like hailstones.

However, at the very moment Baili Ziyuan neutralized this wave of attacks, Ning Qiancheng seized that fleeting opportunity!

The ground beneath him exploded. His figure turned into a crimson-gold stream of light, appearing before Baili Ziyuan almost like a teleportation. Abandoning the spear thrust, his fist, covered in crimson bone armor and burning with near-white corpse fiend flames, punched toward Baili Ziyuan's main body!

"Brilliant Flame Blast!"

This punch condensed his vast power and unyielding will as a Corpse Ancestor. Wherever the fist wind passed, space slightly distorted, as if it were about to be torn apart by this extreme power and high temperature.

Baili Ziyuan had no way to dodge!

The grayish-white light in his eyes flared. The "Silent Gloom" scythe drew a perfect arc, its tip pointing directly at Ning Qiancheng's fist. Deep blue light condensed frantically on the blade, as if it were going to swallow all the surrounding light—[Yellow Springs Guidance]!

The fist and the tip of the scythe collided once again!

This time, there was no deafening roar.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

Immediately after, an indescribable and terrifying energy vortex erupted with the two of them at the center!

One half was crimson-gold flames that could boil the sky and cook the sea, while the other half was deep blue ice that could freeze the Soul.

Two completely opposite ultimate powers with conflicting attributes frantically eroded and annihilated each other!

"Rumble—!"

The grassland plains seemed to face doomsday; the earth was cracking, and the sky was trembling.

The red and blue lights intertwined into a massive energy sphere, expanding rapidly and completely swallowing the figures of the two men.

The Ghost Army and the Four Great Zombie Kings on the periphery had no choice but to retreat again and again, watching the center of destruction in horror.

The light gradually dissipated.

A giant crater with a diameter of over a hundred meters appeared in the originally flat grassland. Half of the crater was charred and melted like glass, while the other half was covered in thick, solid ice, emitting a bone-chilling cold.

In the center of the crater's bottom, the two still maintained their clashing posture.

Multiple cracks appeared on Ning Qiancheng's crimson-gold bone armor. Wisps of cold air tried to invade but were constantly forced out by the blazing corpse fiend energy, turning into white mist.

His breathing was slightly hurried, but his crimson-gold eyes still burned with an unyielding fire.

Baili Ziyuan's white hair was slightly disheveled, and a trace of deep blue blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, instantly freezing into ice crystals.

The arm holding the scythe trembled slightly, and the cold air surrounding him had dimmed considerably. The light of those illusory wings flickered faintly.

Clearly, this straightforward head-on clash had given both sides a significant shock.

“The Blue Star lost its boundary wall and is exposed to the Universe. Those monarchs who fled back then will surely return once the time is right. Are you just going to stand by and watch the Human Race perish?”

Baili Ziyuan wiped away the ice crystals from his mouth, a hint of solemnity flashing in his grayish-white eyes for the first time.

“With your power and the Alliance's training, you will surely improve rapidly. Wouldn't this also help Him?”

Ning Qiancheng slowly straightened up, his Black Moon Spear pointing at his opponent once again. His voice was raspy after the battle, yet it grew even more determined.

“Baili Ziyuan, the most unpredictable thing in the world is the human heart. You and I are both outsiders. Rather than submitting, it's better to carve out our own path!”

Before his voice could fade, intense crimson-gold and deep blue lights erupted and collided from the two of them once more!