Fairy Tail: I Am the God

Although Leon sensed that he was being watched, he didn't take it to heart.

With light steps, like a fleeting shadow, he flashed through the crowd, leaving a trail of ice sculptures in his wake.

Finally, someone blocked their way.

He was an ancient freak from Sword Valley, wielding a longsword covered in bone script, his imposing aura pressing down on the void.

A sword was thrust towards Leon.

Bone inscriptions flew everywhere, and even the void cracked and shattered.

"Vulnerable."

Leon remained calm and extended one finger.

The point struck the bone sword, causing it to shatter inch by inch. The ancient freak from Sword Valley was shocked and retreated rapidly.

However, the azure fingertips continued forward, gently touching the ancient freak of Sword Valley, causing the ice to shatter and the laws to collapse.

They shattered this prodigy's body.

Frozen flesh encased in ice flew out, even freezing the void itself. The ice condensed in the air, looking exceptionally eerie.

Terrifying beyond compare.

"Damn it, that thief is asking for it."

The death of his disciple enraged the Sword Valley leader, whose overwhelming aura shook the heavens.

The young man who just died was a disciple he had taken in years ago. He had been lurking in the Immortal Ancient Small World, preparing for this final life, but now he had died tragically.

All the hard work has gone to waste. How can I not be angry? How can I not be shocked?

The cult leaders around them outwardly wore expressions of regret, but inwardly they were secretly laughing.

The Demon Dragon Sect and Sword Valley, relying on Lin Chuan among their disciples, had mocked them more than once or twice. Seeing them humiliated this time filled them with immense pleasure.

However, the cult leaders also began to doubt Leon's identity.

Whose son is this?

Such a powerful ice magic technique? How come I've never heard of it before?

"That little bastard is dead. Lin Chuan has come out of seclusion. This time, he won't be able to escape." The Sword Valley Sect Master was furious. He had never been so humiliated before.

At the same time, Leon nodded, also sensing an extremely powerful aura emanating from above.

Like the ripples of a vast galaxy, its momentum solidifies.

A Qilin flew out, stood in the void, and roared in the sky. Its aura was so strong that even some ordinary first-generation cultivators could not breathe.

Lin Chuan?

I thought you'd only come out after I'd fought my way up the mountain!

"There are still too many people. Let's clean up a bit more."

Leon muttered to himself, his gaze lingering on the crowd in the distance.

His blood and qi surged like an inverted golden hook. In the next instant, a dharma image of an ice emperor wearing an imperial crown condensed behind him, swallowing the sky in one gulp and inhaling endless cold air.

Leon shouted, "The Realm of Gods!"

The Emperor pressed his hands down, causing a ripple in space.

In that instant, an unparalleled divine might emerged, rapidly sweeping across the entire Sky Sky Mountain.

After the emperor's might swept through, the ice began to spread rapidly, freezing the void in an instant.

The entire world was a vast expanse of white.

"drink!"

Leon clasped his hands together.

The image of the Frost Emperor behind him flew towards the center of Sky Sky Mountain and shattered.

"Boom".

It crushed the sky, and even the void trembled.

Kongtian Mountain was instantly frozen solid, and the world was encased in ice for thousands of miles, gleaming under the sun.

Leon lowered his hand, looked at his work, and smiled with satisfaction.

He glanced at the frozen Sky Mountain and said calmly, "Lin Chuan, aren't you coming out?"

Leon knew that this attack was no match for Lin Chuan, but he had no idea what would happen to the people on the mountain.

"Kakaka-"

Cracks spread across the surface of the ice, resembling ravines.

With a deafening roar, the ice shattered, the ice crystals turning to powder and coalescing into a sea of ​​dust that washed over the surroundings.

next moment.

Lin Chuan stepped out from among them.

Dressed in flowing white robes, he appeared otherworldly and refined, just like a legitimate young master.

His skin was fair and tender, like a beautiful jade, and his handsome appearance made many women jealous.

With waist-length silver hair, a slender figure, and even white shoes and socks that were spotless, she flew in, stepping on runes of the Great Dao.

What a show-off!

It seems that coming to you was the right decision.

Such ostentatious behavior is simply the greatest insult to the world.

Leon thought to himself.

Outside, a group of cult leaders stared at Leon in shock.

"Is this yet another invincible, peerless being?"

The eyes of countless bigwigs were filled with awe.

With a single strike, he killed everyone on Sky Sky Mountain; he was practically another Lin Chuan.

No, perhaps it needs to be pushed even further!

How wonderful it would be if this were one of my own disciples!

The sect leaders sighed inwardly, wondering which bastard had secretly kept this disciple.

"That damned little beast, he must be skinned alive and torn to pieces."

The leaders of the Demon Dragon Sect and Sword Valley remained silent, their faces grim, their hearts pounding with fury, and their killing intent surging uncontrollably.

In the depths of winter, the surroundings suddenly grew even colder.

Although most of the disciples have missions and are not here.

But Leon's attack still caused them heavy losses; this was their most elite disciple whom they had painstakingly trained.

And that's it...

Gone.

Anyone would find this scene unacceptable.

"Lin Chuan has emerged; the great battle is about to begin."

Lin Chuan's demeanor and bearing are both among the best in the world.

But at the moment.

Lin Chuan's face was grim, filled with murderous intent.

After all, if someone were to break into your room while you were in seclusion, you would definitely be furious.

"You're Lin Chuan?"

Leon glanced at him indifferently.

"Who are you, fellow Daoist, and what brings you to me?"

Lin Chuan remained angry and asked coldly, his white robes as white as snow, as if he did not belong to this world.

"I need to borrow something from you."

Leon chuckled.

As he spoke, he no longer restrained his imposing manner.

The terrifying image of the Heavenly Emperor reappeared from behind.

This time, however, the aura was even stronger, and the phantom appeared more real, making it difficult to see clearly. Its imposing presence was like an abyss, drawing upon the energy of heaven and earth.

"What is it that has caused you to go to such lengths, even coming to my door? If you don't give me a reason, I, Lin Chuan, will surely kill you on the spot!"

Lin Chuan frowned.

"What I need to borrow is your life. I wonder if you will lend it to me?"

The words fell.