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Chapter 466 Emperor Sword - Unrivaled Ice
"Winter's chill is its blade, frost's essence its edge. Through millennia of freezing cold, a single sword stands unparalleled!"

Tang San pointed his fingers like a sword, raised his arm to the sky, and his extreme ice soul power gathered wildly around him. It was not just simple cold air, but a concept that extracted all heat and movement from the surroundings, condensed, compressed, and transformed above his fingertips!
The Snow Emperor's soul ring instantly transformed into a long sword that was completely transparent and appeared out of thin air. The sword was not made of solid metal, but was perfectly woven from solid cold light of absolute zero and billions of imperceptible hexagonal ice crystals. Its sharpness surpassed the limits of the material world.

The hilt blooms like ice flowers, while the sword itself seems to be forged by the north wind. The entire sword exudes an absolute coldness and unparalleled sharpness that freezes space and makes the soul tremble. It is no ordinary weapon, but the ultimate embodiment of the concept of 'extreme cold'.

The moment the ice sword took shape, Tang San looked down at the sea. Time seemed to slow down around him, and the Emperor Sword trembled slightly, emitting a clear and melodious sword cry that reached the depths of the soul. The sound did not travel through the air, but resounded directly in the hearts of all living beings below, like a death knell in the dead of winter.

By the time the sea monsters like the evil dragon and the demonic shark saw the blue light in the sky, it was already too late.

As the Emperor Sword - Ice Extreme Unparalleled slashed down, a smooth, pitch-black crack was silently cut into space. With a single slash, the extreme cold of ice transformed into sword energy, and wherever the extreme cold sword energy passed, the spacetime structure of the area was instantly frozen and severed!

Moonlight, darkness, sound, energy—everything that passes through this path is absolutely severed and frozen.

This naturally includes the ocean.

The sea dragon, which had been smugly pleased with itself, thinking that so-called genius Soul Masters like Xie Yue and Yan were nothing more than its prey, now had only one thought in its mind: Shouldn't there be a warning when a Title Douluo-level Soul Master appears? The witches of the Demon Mermaid Clan should be able to detect Title Douluo-level Soul Masters; their special sensory Soul Skills should be able to detect them as soon as they approach the sea!

However, the sea spirit beasts were unaware that neither Tang San nor Qian Renxue had reached the level of a 90-level Title Douluo; they were merely Soul Douluos.

Just as there are genius soul beasts with dragon bloodlines, there are also powerful genius soul masters among the sea spirit beasts.

However, none of this matters anymore, because the moment the sword fell, the coastline stretching for several kilometers instantly turned into glaciers. The extreme cold sword pressure generated by the strike would spread forward in a fan shape, freezing everything within its reach.

Beneath this sword, all things are equal and return to nothingness.

Its sharpness is unparalleled, its coldness is unparalleled, and its destructive power is unparalleled!

Hence the name: Emperor Sword - Unrivaled Ice!

Looking at the sea in front of her, which was emitting cold air and instantly turned into a glacier, Qian Renxue looked at Tang San with some helplessness and said, "You've made a bit too much noise. It would be troublesome if you lured out the Deep Sea Demon Whale King."

Tang San sheathed his sword and laughed, "Don't worry, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King has no interest in these shrimp soldiers and crab generals. He's focused on becoming a god right now."

Tang San looked at the sea spirit beasts that had been turned into ice sculptures, especially the 70,000-year-old Sea Evil Flood Dragon. Undoubtedly, rapid freezing could preserve seafood. Tang San used the Snow Empress's spirit skill to freeze the Sea Evil Flood Dragon, putting it in a special state—a superposition of being both dead and alive.

As long as it remains frozen, the sea dragon trapped in extreme ice is not considered dead, so no spirit ring will appear. However, once it is thawed, it will immediately shatter, die, and drop its spirit ring.

After all, Tang San wasn't sure what level of soul power Tailong was at. It would be best if it were exactly level 70, but he thought such a coincidence was unlikely, so he froze him first.

At this moment, even the most oblivious Soul Master noticed Tang San and Qian Renxue, and everyone turned to look at the source of the sword strike.

When Xie Yue, who had just been pulled from the sea, looked up and saw the familiar figure slowly descending, he was shocked: "Tang San?! That sword strike was his soul skill!"

"Captain!" Meng Yiran's Eight Spider Lances clattered as they ran towards Tang San's direction, excitedly exclaiming, "Captain, you, you've reached the Title Douluo level?"

It's not surprising that Meng Yiran thought Tang San had reached the Title Douluo level. Such power is beyond imagination; only a peak Soul Master could possibly achieve this. Tang San shook his head and said, "Not yet. I'm only a level 80 Soul Douluo, not a Title Douluo yet."

Tang San's voice wasn't quiet, and both Xie Yue and Yan heard it. They couldn't help but look at the sword that had frozen several kilometers behind them, and the deep and long sword mark in the middle. Both of them could see the shock and helplessness.

This is only a level 80 Soul Douluo. If it were a Title Douluo, wouldn't they be able to freeze tens of kilometers of land with a single sword strike? Or split a vast ocean tens of kilometers away with a single sword strike?
When Qian Renxue saw that Yan was injured, she used her healing holy light to quickly heal him.

"Thank you for healing me, Your Highness."

With Qian Renxue using her healing holy light and Tang San's sword strike, the soul masters who were fighting the sea soul beast rushed over to see who had used the soul skill to end the farce with a single sword strike.

Deep in the sea, witnessing this powerful attack, the witch of the mermaid clan hidden beneath the surface was shocked.

"What on earth is going on? Has the soul skill failed?! Why is a Title Douluo appearing?!" A more massive Flood Dragon King rushed out of the abyss, its eyes filled with rage.

"Our clan's soul skills have not failed."

"Then why!"

"Because the soul master's soul power in this attack did not reach the level of a Title Douluo."

Upon hearing this, the already silent sea became even more deathly still. The Flood Dragon King, with his 100,000-year cultivation, looked up at the thick ice layer above his head, his pupils contracted, and he said in a deep voice, "I never expected that there would be such a genius among human soul masters. The Demon Whale King was right. If the Sea God does not belong to the sea soul beasts, then we sea soul beasts will be destroyed by soul masters sooner or later."

The mermaid witch nodded in agreement. Humans were indeed more talented than soul beasts. If it weren't for the issue of lifespan, soul beasts would have been hunted to extinction long ago.

Tang San naturally knew nothing about sea spirit beasts, and he had no interest in learning about them, since he no longer valued ordinary 100,000-year spirit beasts much.

A sound of wind and thunder suddenly came from the horizon, and a blue figure flew in from afar with a whirlwind.

"Young Sect Master!" Bai Chenxiang was extremely fast. The place guarded by the Haotian Sect was originally far away. In the blink of an eye, Bai Chenxiang, who had transformed into a streak of blue lightning, arrived in front of Tang San.

[Martial Soul: Azure Phoenix Martial Soul]

[Soul Power: Level 69]

Tang San wasn't surprised to see Bai Chenxiang's soul power cultivation level. After all, she had consumed a celestial product and her martial soul had evolved. The sect should have given Bai Chenxiang a lot of soul bones from the Death Spider Emperor's treasure, which allowed her soul power to improve by leaps and bounds.

Tang San looked Bai Chenxiang up and down. It had been a while since he last saw her after the Death Spider Queen. Now, Bai Chenxiang exuded a powerful aura, as still as a drifting catkin and as swift as lightning. Dressed in a jade-green battle suit, she resembled a fairy of the blue waves, a goddess who controlled wind and thunder.

"I didn't expect your cultivation to improve so quickly, Chenxiang. Alas, it was a miscalculation on the part of the young sect master. I should have prepared more soul beasts."

(End of this chapter)