God of Elements: Controls all things

The leader of the cultists, seeing the two men lying dead on the ground, suddenly contracted his pupils, his crimson eyes fixed on Wang Yijie. His voice, filled with disbelief, fear, and insane greed, laced with rage as he gritted his teeth and said:

"Spatial element... You're actually a one-in-a-million spatial element master!"

He was so focused on fighting Shen Hanzhou that he didn't notice that the boy's seemingly insignificant attack was actually a high-level spatial power.

Looking at the corpses of his subordinates and then at the gleaming ice blade in Wang Yijie's hand, the shock in his heart surged into an overwhelming greed.

Space element ranks among the five high-level elements, far rarer than ordinary elements, and coveted by countless forces. If this young man could be captured, his spatial origin extracted and offered to the sect leader, the reward would be ten thousand times greater than plundering a few elemental weapons!

Thinking of this, he completely disregarded the still-raging thunderous pressure emanating from Shen Hanzhou, and the surging dark and poisonous elements around him. He was now determined to fight to the death, and roared with a contorted face:

"A golden opportunity! If I can capture you, the sect leader will surely help me break through my cultivation level and roam freely across the Elemental Continent!"

Shen Hanzhou's expression turned cold. He instantly stood in front of Wang Yijie, lightning crackling as he shielded the boy completely. He said coldly:

"Wishful thinking! You won't leave here alive today either."

Lin Mengyan also stepped forward, her ice element condensing once more, the icy shards at her fingertips gleaming, her icy eyes filled with murderous intent, determined not to give the cultists of the Ash Spirit Temple any chance to take advantage.

The cultist from the Ember Spirit Temple was surrounded by swirling black mist, the poisonous fog and shadows intertwining to form a ferocious claw shadow. Ignoring the excruciating pain of being burned by lightning, he recklessly pounced on Shen Hanzhou and Wang Yijie.

"The origin of space, I am determined to obtain it!"

Instead of retreating, Shen Hanzhou advanced, his palm exploding with lightning. The purple-gold lightning roared like a thunder dragon, directly clashing with the dark poisonous mist.

The moment the two violent elements collided, the air twisted violently, and a piercing explosion sent debris flying all around.

Lin Mengyan followed closely with her ice element, a wave of cold air sweeping out, instantly freezing the ground with thick ice shards in an attempt to freeze the opponent's body.

But the cultist had gone mad, using his own elemental blood essence as a catalyst to increase his speed several times over, forcefully breaking through the blockade of lightning and ice, and his pair of poisoned claws aimed straight at Wang Yijie's brow from behind!

Wang Yijie's eyes narrowed, but he remained calm.

In the recent exchange, Wang Yijie had already grasped the power of the first skill, which allows him to use the power of space to instantly teleport an object to another location. This is the most basic yet most unpredictable application of the spatial element, and at this critical moment of life and death, it has become the key to breaking the deadlock for him.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and faint silver spatial ripples instantly spread around his body. There was no thunderous roar or the chilling cold, but it exuded a profound aura that transcended ordinary elements.

Just as the poisoned claws were about to touch his brow, Wang Yijie let out a low shout, and with a slight thought, the space around him suddenly folded and twisted.

The next second, his figure vanished from the spot. The cultist's determined claw struck empty air, the sharp claw tip tearing through the air with only a piercing sound. Driven by inertia, he staggered forward and lost his balance.

Wang Yijie had already used spatial teleportation to appear several feet behind the cultist.

Lin Mengyan seized the opportunity and used the Ice Crystal Cage. With a sudden push of her hand, the dense ice element around her surged out and condensed into four thick ice crystal walls in mid-air, trapping the unsteady cultist inside with lightning speed.

The surface of the ice crystal gleamed with a chilling light, its fine and hard texture constantly emanating a bone-chilling cold that climbed up the cultist's limbs, instantly freezing his fingertips and ankles, completely halting his frenzied movements.

Shen Hanzhou reacted swiftly and unleashed the Thunder God's Claw. The purple lightning around him surged suddenly, converging in his right hand to form a giant, jagged claw of lightning element, several meters in size.

Thor's Claw carried a world-destroying pressure; with a single strike, the cultist trapped in the ice crystal cage was reduced to a pool of blood mist.

The darkness and toxins in the air gradually dissipated, leaving only the burnt smell of lightning and the chilling aura of ice.

The ground was covered with rubble and shattered ice crystals, still bearing the remnants of elemental energy. The purple lightning arcs that danced around Shen Hanzhou slowly subsided, and the Thunder God's Claws transformed into specks of lightning that dissipated into the air.

Lin Mengyan let out a soft sigh, the icicles on her fingertips melting into fine wisps of cold air, and her icy expression softened a bit.

"Yijie, are you alright?" Lin Mengyan asked.

Wang Yijie gently shook his head, put away the ice blade, and the faint spatial ripples around him dissipated.

"I'm fine, thanks to your timely cooperation."

Shen Hanzhou's gaze swept over the two corpses of cult members on the ground, his tone grave:

"The commotion here is too great. I'm afraid it won't be long before more people from the Ember Spirit Palace arrive."

"The Hall of Ember Spirits is known for its ruthless and vicious ways. They will not let this go so easily now that one of their leaders has died. We should not linger here and must leave this area as soon as possible."

Lin Mengyan nodded, a hint of wariness reappearing in her icy eyes:

"We probably can't go any further from here. There are likely many people from the Ember Spirit Palace lingering in Black Wind Ridge. Let's take a detour."

She took out a yellowed map and pointed to the location of Falling Rock Valley:

"We'll take this road, pass through Falling Rock Valley, and then head to Green Water Lake. Qinghe Town is not far ahead."

"Okay, let's hurry up and go."

Without another word, the three quickly confirmed their direction and disappeared into the dense forest, leaving behind only a mess and lingering elemental aura, silently testifying to the thrilling battle that had just taken place.

When the three of them were at least a few minutes old, several people in black cloaks suddenly appeared from where the fight had taken place.

The leader's cloak brim was pulled extremely low, and his body exuded a dense, ink-like dark element. Just by standing there quietly, he caused the surrounding plants and trees to show signs of withering and blackening.

He glanced down at the blood mist and the two corpses on the ground, then gently pinched a wisp of remaining elemental energy between his fingers.

"An ice elementalist and a lightning elementalist."

His voice was hoarse and cold, then he sensed the lingering spatial fluctuations in the air, and his aura suddenly froze, carrying an unbelievable ferocity:

"And... the aura of spatial elements."

Those around were taken aback by what they heard. A cloaked figure stepped forward, his voice respectful but trembling:

"Sir, judging from the tracks, they didn't leave long ago. Should we give chase?"

The leader slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of bloodshot, dark pupils, and gave a chilling smile:

"No need, we have important matters to attend to, after all, we are still within the territory of the Elemental Kingdom."

He raised his hand and waved it, and a dense dark element surged out, completely corroding the corpses and bloodstains on the ground, leaving no trace.

"Pass on my order: all personnel move toward the mission objective."

"Yes, sir!"

"Black Wind, keep a close watch on the area between Falling Rock Valley and Qinghe Town. That spatial elementalist can't escape. As long as he dares to show his face, we'll have plenty of opportunities to make our move."

The man in black, known as Black Wind, bowed and accepted the order, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, and replied in a low voice:

"Yes, sir. That spatial elementalist's spatial fluctuations are exceptionally strong; he can't have gone far. I will make sure he doesn't escape my sight."

As soon as the words fell, the several dark figures stopped and, with a swirling black mist around them, instantly transformed into several afterimages, speeding away in the opposite direction from the three of them, leaving only the lingering darkness in the air and the desolate empty space.

Wang Yijie's identity as a spatial elementalist has been exposed. The clutches of the Ember Spirit Palace will not be easily withdrawn, and dangers still lurk ahead.