What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

However, a minute passed.

Five minutes passed.

Apart from the Yuan Power shield above his head, which was growing dimmer under the relentless and frenzied attacks of several high-level alien races, there was no sign of any rescue arriving.

"Click...click..."

Fine cracks began to spread across the surface of the shield.

The chubby boy's face turned completely pale.

In the center of the battlefield, facing an attack by several times the number of alien races, the situation also took a sharp turn for the worse.

"Pfft!"

Li Lan was caught off guard and her left arm was slashed open by the bone spikes of the Thorn Feather Clan, leaving a deep gash that exposed the bone.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining the pure white sleeves red.

The dense malevolent energy surged wildly through the wound into his meridians, causing a fatal slowdown in his movements.

"Bang!"

Another female student from Beijing Martial Arts University was struck by the Fallen Knight's shield and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

The defenses are shrinking.

Nine people stood back to back, tightly compressed into a cramped space of less than thirty square meters by hundreds of high-level alien races.

Everyone was injured, and the vast Yuan Power of the Flying Heaven Realm was gradually depleted under such intense consumption.

If they continue fighting, they will all perish here.

A sense of despair began to spread in the hearts of these privileged individuals.

The prestigious Beijing Martial Arts University is the absolute elite of the highest institution of learning for the human race.

They didn't even last 3 days in the battlefield of the heavens?

If they were to be utterly and humiliatingly wiped out here, how would the outside world view them?

Having access to the most advanced resources of the entire human race and enjoying the best training, yet their performance is still inferior to that of ordinary students from martial arts universities?

Absolutely not.

Wei Xiaoran fell from mid-air, his feet landing on the blood-soaked mud.

Her once spotless white dress was now stained with specks of crimson.

She was slightly out of breath, her cool gaze sweeping over her companions who were struggling to hold on.

"Senior Li Lan."

Wei Xiaoran's voice rang out.

Li Lan forced back the Fallen Knight in front of her with a sword strike and retreated to Wei Xiaoran's side.

He was covered in blood, and even his strength at the third level of the Flying Heaven Realm was now weak and unstable. His hands, which were holding the sword, were trembling slightly, clearly indicating that his Yuan energy was on the verge of being exhausted.

"What's wrong, Xiao Ran?"

Li Lan gritted her teeth and asked, while simultaneously cleaving a flying blood-red spider web in two with her sword.

"This can't go on."

Wei Xiaoran stared at the various alien races gradually closing in ahead, speaking very quickly.

She took a deep breath, and the icy blue elemental energy began to surge violently and even somewhat out of control on her body.

"I will use a secret technique to temporarily force them back."

She turned her head and looked directly at Li Lan.

"The senior student led everyone to a safe place."

"No!"

Li Lan suddenly turned her head, her eyes bloodshot, and roared without hesitation.

"Absolutely not!"

He grabbed Wei Xiaoran's wrist and stared intently at her.

"The cost is too high!"

Li Lan's voice changed due to extreme anxiety.

Because he knew how heavy the price was for the secret technique that Wei Xiaoran, as Wei Peng's granddaughter, spoke of!

Wei Family Secret Technique: Soul-Breaking Guide.

At the cost of shattered divine soul, a sliver of power of law was forcibly obtained.

Mobilizing the power of laws is exclusive to those at the Fusion Realm.

Facing a group of alien races at the Flying Heaven Realm, the secret technique could certainly break the deadlock, but it would require sacrificing a genius like Wei Xiaoran.

"The Lord of the Manor will not agree, nor will the Principal."

"Hang in there a little longer, maybe the teachers are already on their way?"

Li Lan said anxiously.

Wei Xiaoran forcefully broke free from Li Lan's grasp.

Her face remained largely expressionless.

A pair of cold eyes flashed with an extremely dazzling determination.

"Don't worry, Grandpa planted a defensive barrier in my soul, so my soul won't shatter."

"We absolutely cannot lose to the Beijing Martial Arts University."

Ignoring Li Lan's advice, she slowly raised her hands, interlaced her fingers, and touched her forehead.

"Buzz—"

"Soul-Breaking Spell!"

Wei Xiaoran's body trembled violently.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the invisible flame representing the origin of his soul was torn apart.

The flames of the divine soul dissipated.

Only a tiny spark remained, like a match head carelessly tossed on the ground after lighting a cigarette, ready to go out at any moment.

at the same time.

Deep within Wei Xiaoran's Qi Sea, the Ice Vein within him, which he was so proud of, emitted a dull cracking sound.

A terrifying power, absolutely not belonging to the Flying Heaven Realm, exploded from her slender body.

A white beam of light pierced through the oppressive black leaden clouds.

The wind stopped.

The churning malevolent energy solidified.

Within this soaring power, Li Lan could clearly sense a difference.

It's not the kind of Yuan Power quality that overwhelms your realm; to be precise, it has nothing to do with Yuan Power.

The Way of Ice!

Wei Xiaoran's power carried a trace of aloofness and disdain for all things, a kind of law-like aura.

Wei Xiaoran's feet were dangling in the air.

Her waist-length hair instantly turned from black to pure white, like frost and snow.

She slowly pushed her palms apart, her chapped lips touching each other.

"freeze."

He uttered two words.

Centered on Wei Xiaoran, an enormous, transparent ice lotus phantom bloomed instantly on the ground.

The ice lotus blooms, its petals sweeping wildly in all directions, carrying extreme cold.

midair.

A dozen or so Thornfeather Tribe members were folding their wings and swooping down like cannonballs.

Their scarlet vertical eyes still held a bloodthirsty madness, and their sharp bone spikes were less than three meters from the heads of the students from Beijing Martial Arts University.

The light from the ice lotus swept across.

There was no hissing or struggling.

The massive body of the Thornfeather Clan was instantly covered by a thick layer of white frost, and the boiling blood within its body completely stopped flowing within a millisecond.

They remained in a diving posture, transforming directly into lifelike ice sculptures.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The ice sculpture crashed onto the hard rock, shattering into countless crystal-clear ice fragments scattered across the ground.

on the ground.

The five bloodweb spiders had just opened their mandibles, and only half of their green venom had been sprayed out.

A chilling aura swept by.

The green venom condensed into curved ice spikes in mid-air before falling to the ground.

The Bloodweb Spider's massive, mountain-like body instantly stiffened, its eight hairy spider legs covered in ice crystals, its life force completely extinguished.

The Fallen Knights, charging at the very front, are the fastest and have the strongest momentum.

The heavy lance had been handed to Wei Xiaoran, who was less than a meter away.

However, it is suppressed by the laws of the "Ice" way.

The warhorse's forelegs froze in mid-air.

A layer of extremely cold ice armor quickly climbed onto the rusty surface of the heavy armor.

It evolved into an Ice Knight on the spot.

It's a pity that Frostmourne isn't included.

Beneath the helmet visor, the two ever-pulling, eerie blue ghost flames flickered for a moment before extinguishing with a "poof."

The Fallen Knight, along with his horse, transformed into an extremely magnificent glacier sculpture.

one strike.

Within a radius of 100 meters, it was transformed into an absolute frost-covered dead zone.

Dozens of high-level alien races at the Flying Realm were all frozen into lifeless blocks of ice.

"call--"

Wei Xiaoran exhaled a breath of white air.

"Hurry up and go."

He turned his head to look at his classmate who was standing there in a daze, and then the icy blue light in his eyes quickly dimmed until it disappeared completely.

His full head of white hair, having lost its strength, drooped limply over his shoulders.

Wei Xiaoran's face was deathly pale, without a trace of blood.

With her eyes closed, her body fell straight backward like a puppet with its strings cut.

The fluctuations of his Yuan energy instantly dropped to freezing point, and his aura vanished completely.