Chapter 418: Chapter 405: Ice Dragon Devouring the Moon, Celestial Ice God-Breaker

Tang Yiyi let out a cold snort. The moment the Ice Dragon was fully formed, her figure glided down onto the surface of the ice like a fairy descending from the heavens.

The instant her feet touched the ice, Tang Yiyi began to dance with her Soft Sword in hand.

"Sword Dragon Dance! Arrive like thunder, fury restrained! Depart like the vast sea, light contained!"

As she performed the Sword Dragon Dance, the enormous Ice Dragon began to coil and move, following the flow of her Sword Momentum.

The mighty Ice Dragon, like a weightless silk ribbon, continuously tumbled and roared as it circled around Tang Yiyi.

"First, my sword dance stirs the heavens! Second, my Spirit Sword shakes the world!"

With a soft cry, Tang Yiyi flicked her dancing sword, sending a seemingly light thrust toward Shen Lang.

The Ice Dragon roared. Wreathed in endless chilling energy and emitting a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through the air, it charged ferociously at Shen Lang.

Its speed was more than double what Tang Yiyi’s had been before!

In that instant, crystalline frost exploded from beneath their feet, sending ten thousand sharp shards flying!

Countless sharp shards of Ice burst outward.

Meanwhile, Shen Lang’s eyes showed a hint of surprise as he faced the Ice Dragon’s savage advance.

’To unleash such a powerful Cultivation Technique and control an Ice Dragon of this magnitude with only the Cultivation of a Spirit Martial Realm Seventh Heaven... Tang Yiyi is truly remarkable.’

He sighed softly. The Cloth Stick in his hand suddenly vibrated, going limp and transforming into a whip. ’But even if she is remarkable, making an enemy of me will only lead to a grim end.’

Shen Lang never went easy on his enemies.

Even in a spar, he couldn’t afford to hold back for his opponent’s sake and let them walk away unscathed.

Shen Lang twirled the Cloth Stick, now a rigid staff, in his hand. He thrust it upwards, striking the top of the Ice Dragon’s head with incredible precision!

CRACK!

The tip of the staff collided with the Ice Dragon’s head, producing a jarring, grating sound.

Shen Lang was forced back, and a long, deep fissure cracked open in the ice beneath his feet.

The next moment, before the crowd could even cry out, the Ice Dragon roared furiously and lunged at Shen Lang again, jaws wide.

At the same time, Tang Yiyi’s sword dance grew faster and faster, and to everyone’s horror, blue flames began to erupt from the Ice Dragon’s body!

"Third, my dance chills the world with wondrous ice! Fourth, my frostfire startles gods and ghosts!"

Tang Yiyi seemed to be performing, flitting across the arena as she executed a sword dance that was both breathtaking and terribly fierce.

And with every movement of her distant sword, the Ice Dragon somersaulted through the air, a fusion of ice and fire, and bombarded Shen Lang again and again.

Suddenly, just as Shen Lang repelled the Ice Dragon again, before it could pull away, the Cloth Stick in his hand abruptly transformed, turning into a rope.

It shot out like a coiling dragon and instantly wrapped tight around the Ice Dragon’s massive tail.

"A little worm like you, trying to stir up a storm?"

He sneered. Then, to Tang Yiyi’s utter horror, Shen Lang yanked the rope and swung it around!

The Ice Dragon’s massive body couldn’t break free. It was slammed violently onto a thick sheet of ice, which instantly shattered into pieces!

Before Tang Yiyi could react, he swung it again, flinging the Ice Dragon’s enormous body straight at her!

Tang Yiyi’s face paled in horror. She immediately retreated at high speed, then lightly bit her left middle finger.

Blood instantly welled from the wound.

Then, holding her fingers together like a blade, she swiped them across the length of her Soft Sword!

The sword immediately erupted with a blinding blue light!

In the next moment, Tang Yiyi leaped into the air, tumbling diagonally as she rose.

As she tumbled, the incoming Ice Dragon came to an abrupt halt in mid-air.

Then, as if it were a Puppet under her control, it also began to tumble, its movements identical to her own!

"Ice Dragon Devouring the Moon! Celestial Ice God-Breaker!"

Tang Yiyi roared. Her sword traced an elegant flourish as she slashed two small streams of Sword Qi at Shen Lang.

At that same moment, the Ice Dragon spun and charged toward Shen Lang!

Then, the flames covering the charging Ice Dragon flared violently, as if the entire creature was now burning!

It looked like a dragon of fire!

The biting cold and the scorching heat—two extremes—coexisted in the same space!

The burning Ice Dragon roared to the heavens. Its aura surged as it arrived in the blink of an eye, its massive maw gaping open to swallow Shen Lang whole.

This seemingly unstoppable attack made the spectators stare wide-eyed, holding their breath in suspense.

"Not a bad move!"

Shen Lang remained fearless, letting out a sharp cry.

He immediately began to spin, the Cloth Stick in his hand no longer a taut staff but a long whip, which he whirled with frenetic, ever-increasing speed.

Just as the Ice Dragon was upon him...

With an unstoppable, domineering momentum and a flash of crackling lightning, Shen Lang swung the Cloth Stick straight down at the dragon’s head!

Before everyone’s disbelieving eyes, the Ice Dragon and the Cloth Stick—one unyielding, one flexible—collided with a deafening BOOM!

An incomparably mighty, deafening sound erupted.

The head of the tyrannical Ice Dragon instantly shattered. Ice and fire exploded outward in a sweeping gale, scattering in all directions!

This was a scene destined to be seared into the minds of all who witnessed it, never to be forgotten.

However, it wasn’t over.

With her astonishingly powerful Ice Dragon destroyed by the Cloth Stick, Tang Yiyi’s mind went blank, her focus shattering for a critical instant.

Meanwhile, Shen Lang, having crushed the Ice Dragon with ease, shot forward like a black whirlwind, his body an arrow loosed from a bowstring, already rocketing toward Tang Yiyi!

The Cloth Stick in his hand transformed into a Long Spear, which he whirled with the force of a storm, sending ice shards flying.

Thunder Power crackled across the Long Spear, lightning flashing with its every move. Its edge was without equal as it stabbed toward Tang Yiyi.

The piercing whistle left everyone dumbstruck!

"What are you spacing out for? Try taking this!"

Shen Lang roared. Man and spear advanced as one, becoming a single entity as he lunged at Tang Yiyi with the force of a thunderbolt.

The shaft of the Long Spear vibrated rapidly, its tip glinting with lightning.

"Yiyi, look out!"

Mei Yingxue, watching from off the lake, was so frightened her soul nearly scattered.

Tang Yiyi had frozen up right as Shen Lang launched his all-out counterattack!

This was a fatal mistake!

If Shen Lang’s performance before had been merely shocking and admirable, this one spear strike—infused with tyrannical Thunder Power and peerless might—plunged everyone into a bone-chilling despair.

Even Mei Yingxue, the Sect Leader of the Xiu Hua Sect, was ashen-faced and utterly terrified.

No one could say for certain just how powerful that spear strike was.

But they all had a feeling that if they were the ones facing that hopeless strike, they would react just as Tang Yiyi was now.

Helpless, frozen, having even forgotten to flee or dodge...

"Yiyi, wake up!"

Mei Yingxue’s shriek finally snapped Tang Yiyi out of it.

Tang Yiyi’s face went deathly pale as she slammed a foot onto the ice.

The ice instantly shattered, and she used the force to launch herself backward.

In that split second, the Soft Sword in Tang Yiyi’s hand erupted with a blinding light as she slashed at Shen Lang’s Cloth Stick with all her might.

But just as her Soft Sword was about to connect, the rigid, vibrating "Long Spear" suddenly bent like a snake and wrapped itself around her blade!

Shen Lang, holding the other end of the Cloth Stick, gave his wrist a sharp flick.

A wild, peerless force traveled through the cloth, instantly ripping the sword from Tang Yiyi’s grasp. It flew through the air and, with a solid THUNK, embedded itself hilt-deep into a large tree beside the lake.

The Cloth Stick spiraled twice in the air, once again becoming a "Long Spear" that stabbed straight for Tang Yiyi’s chest.

"Stay your hand!"

Mei Yingxue cried out. With a flick of her right hand, a flash of light shot from her sleeve—a Short Sword, flying like a lightning bolt toward Shen Lang’s Cloth Stick at incredible speed.

But even at that speed, it was too late.

The tip of the Long Spear was already before Tang Yiyi...

THUMP THUMP THUMP!

Tang Yiyi staggered back, weaving from side to side as she retreated with unprecedented speed.

"Ten Thousand Flowers Ice Mirror!"

While still in mid-air, Tang Yiyi spread her arms wide, unleashing all of her Spiritual Power. A thick, diamond-shaped Ice Mirror instantly materialized in front of her.

PFFT!

When the Long Spear met the diamond-shaped Ice Mirror, there was no great crash as everyone expected.

With only a soft sound, the Ten Thousand Flowers Ice Mirror was pierced clean through by the Cloth Stick.

It continued on, aimed straight for Tang Yiyi’s face...

The Cloth Stick burst through the Ice Mirror, spraying shards of ice across Tang Yiyi’s face and through her hair.

In that moment, the entire arena fell deathly silent.