Elf: Is the bear apprentice the weakest? I'll shatter the sky with my fists.

Li Chen flexed his wrist, which was still shivering, and sighed.

Kyurem lazily flicked its tail blade, the crisp sound of shattering ice crystals echoing across the snow: "What's the rush?"

A hint of mockery flashed in its molten gold-like vertical pupils. "The contract has just been formed; you need to get used to it."

Before he finished speaking, the ice beneath Li Chen's feet suddenly emitted a ghostly blue light.

He was about to speak when he was pulled into the void by an invisible force.

"Damn Kyurem!"

When I opened my eyes again, a fierce mountain wind was howling past.

Li Chen stood in the center of a crystal-clear ice valley, surrounded by jagged ice pillars that refracted a rainbow of light, resembling a crystal palace.

In the distance, glaciers hang upside down, gleaming with a cold, sharp light under the sun, while beneath the ice at our feet, some terrifying phantom can be vaguely seen.

"Vulcan Moth, come out first."

Li Chen's fingertips brushed across his waist, and a deluxe ball activated.

"Whoosh—!"

The moment the fire moth spread its six wings, the air throughout the valley trembled.

The golden patterns flowing on its scales suddenly lit up, and high-temperature particles swirled between the veins, forcing the invading cold wave back three steps.

In the icy valley, Li Chen's shoes crushed the fragile ice layer on the ground, the cracking sound particularly jarring in the deathly silent canyon.

The fire moth hovered beside him, its six wings casting shimmering shadows on the ice wall, yet revealing no trace of life.

The entire ice valley is like a specimen forgotten by time.

There were no teeth marks left by snow worms gnawing on the icicles, no phosphorus dust from the flapping wings of snow moths, and not even the most tenacious ice ghosts had left a single groove on this azure cliff.

Where the high-temperature airflow of the volcano swept, ice crystals melted into a dark blue stream, but not even half a fluorescent fish could be found in the stream.

Li Chen's waveguide power probed deep into the glacier, but all he received was a hollow echo.

This place is terrifyingly pure; no living being dares to desecrate this absolute zero realm.

The icicles formed a huge mirror at the bottom of the valley, reflecting his and the fire moth's lonely figures; apart from them, there were no other living creatures.

......

......

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Xin Yong rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked around.

The pale, icy forest was faintly visible in the mist, and some kind of pattern spread across the frozen ground beneath one's feet.

She wrapped herself tightly in heavy clothes, and the white mist she exhaled instantly condensed into ice shards that fell down in a flurry.

"Brother Kidd?"

Her voice was exceptionally clear in the silent forest, "Where have we been dumped?"

Zygarde's cellular clusters coalesced to 50% of their original form before her and replied to Xin Yong, "In the secret realm of Kyurem."

It looked up at the sunless sky, its core flashing a wary red light.

Before the words were finished, a loud rumble of ice breaking suddenly came from afar.

The problem now is...

Zygard's tail suddenly coiled around Xin Yong, forcing her back three steps. Sharp ice shards suddenly shot out from where she had just stood. "This secret realm doesn't seem to intend to let any visitors go."

Frost still clung to Xin Yong's eyelashes as she tilted her head. "Huh? This secret realm even has a mandatory guest retention service?"

Her tone carried a hint of bewildered confusion, yet her fingers unconsciously tightened around the hem of her clothes.

"What about Li Chen?"

"he?"

Suddenly, an emerald-like halo burst forth from the core of Zygarde's chest cavity, and the energy veins between the cells outlined Li Chen's silhouette in the air.

"That kid is more reliable than you think."

It gently tapped Xin Yong's hand with the tip of its tail, and waveguide patterns that changed in real time immediately appeared on the ice surface.

It is precisely the energy imprint of Li Chen's activity in the distance.

The sound of the ice valley collapsing in the distance suddenly became rhythmic. Zygarde pricked up his ear fins and listened for a moment, then suddenly let out a low laugh.

"Listen, your boyfriend is tearing down the gate to someone's secret place."

A ray of golden light suddenly pierced through the thick clouds; it was the unique wavelength of the Vulcan moth's scales.

Xin Yong squinted and saw countless icicles melting into rainbow-colored streams in the light, meandering and rushing towards their direction.

"Be careful."

Suddenly, Zigeld roared, and a warning crimson light burst forth between his cells.

With a flick of its tail, it shielded Xin Yong behind it.

"interesting..."

A massive figure gradually emerged from the distant icy mist.

A boy wearing goggles leans against the spiked carapace of the Gluttonous King.

A chilling chewing sound came from the Gluttonous King's throat pouch, and thick saliva dripped onto the ice, corroding it with a hissing sound.

Chapter 553 Art is an Explosion

Our gaze shifts to Li Chen.

The moment he stepped out of the icy valley, blinding sunlight lashed at him.

The fire moth folded its scorching six wings and landed on his shoulder, behind which was a winding tunnel formed by melting.

The ice surface still gleamed with the reddish luster of lava, and the rising steam made his figure look like a traveler returning from purgatory.

The field of vision suddenly opened up.

Two distinct groups of people stood on the tundra outside the icy valley:

On the left are League Trainers dressed in matching dark blue uniforms, with Arcanines' flames drawing a warning line on the snow.

On the right is a group of trainers camouflaged in the snow, with the Weavile claws lingering at their feet still stained with undried blood.

The snow between the two sides had long been trampled into a muddy battlefield, and several Poké Balls frozen in icicles silently testified to the fierce battle that had just taken place.

As Li Chen's boot crushed the first blood-stained ice crystal, hundreds of gazes pierced him like steel needles.

"Looks like I missed a good show."

Sparks suddenly burst from the tips of the Volcano's wings, scorching the falling fragments of the Alliance emblem into blue smoke.

Li Chen's gaze swept across the group of young men in dark blue uniforms like a sharp blade.

The Sunset Empire insignia on their chests were particularly glaring in the reflection of the snow, while their collars were comically adorned with hastily sewn Alliance apprentice badges.

"They've even recruited Boy Scouts?"

He chuckled and ran his fingertips along the hot edges of the fire moth's wings.

Those excessively young faces were covered in freckles, yet the Poké Balls at their waists were all equipped with military-grade locking devices.

His pupils suddenly contracted when his gaze shifted to the other side.

On the wrists of those snow-clad warriors, the peach emblems, faintly visible, gleamed with an eerie pink light.

One of the wearers inadvertently lifted his sleeve, revealing skin covered with branch-like blood-red patterns.

Even rotten peaches rolled out...

Li Chen condensed his aura into a sword in his palm. "It seems your guild leader is quite willing to feed his followers banned drugs."

The scales of the volcano suddenly burst into flames, burning the leaflet that floated in front of them to ashes.

On the remaining scraps of paper, the three characters "Gods Society" are twisted and deformed in the embers.

"Captain, what should we do?"

The members of the Divine Society all took a half step back in unison, their snow boots scraping messy marks on the frozen ground.

The red-haired woman at the head of the group squinted, her knuckles tracing the peach emblem on her wrist.

"What's the panic?"

She suddenly snapped the icicle in her hand; the shards were crushed into powder by some force before they hit the ground. "It's just one more moth..."

Before the words were even finished, the six wings of the fire moth suddenly unfolded, and the molten gold-like flames instantly vaporized the snow within a ten-meter radius.

The heatwave sent several peripheral members flying.

The red-haired woman's pupils reflected Li Chen's approaching figure, and her left hand, hidden behind her back, was frantically making hand gestures.

The three members quietly retreated into the shadows, their weavile claws now covered in a dark purple venom.

Noticing this, Li Chen's lips curled into a cold smile, and he lightly tapped his temple with his fingertip: "Do you really think my waveguide is just for show?"

The fire moth suddenly hovered in mid-air, its six wings folding into a perfect sphere.

The next second, a burst of bright white flames erupted from between the wing seams.

It began to spin rapidly like a top, and with each rotation, twelve gilded fireballs burst forth in a radial pattern.

The fireballs changed their trajectories strangely during flight, precisely targeting the three stealthy Mavills.

"Art is—"

Li Chen snapped his fingers. "Explode."

The fireball that made initial contact suddenly split into hundreds of sparks, prematurely detonating the venom.

Before the purplish-black poisonous fog could spread, it was completely purified by the high-temperature storm triggered by the subsequent fireball. From the mushroom cloud rising over the tundra, the frantic screams of the Weavile could be faintly heard.

Boom boom boom~

The fire wave swept across like a tsunami, and the formation of the Divine Society collapsed instantly.

Some tried to build an ice wall with the Blizzard King, but the frost armor was melted into scalding steam before it could even take shape; others released nut dumbbells to try and burrow underground, only to find that the frozen soil had already been burned into glassy lava.

The red-haired woman staggered and fell to her knees, shards of her shattered goggles cutting her cheek and drawing blood.

She watched helplessly as the fireball split into streams of fire, which, as if alive, wrapped around each member and blasted a series of charred craters in the snow.

Ironically, the melted snow was now reflecting their distorted faces.

The fire moth gracefully folded its wings and landed beside Li Chen, while within a hundred meters, only the figures of the Divine Society members wailing and rolling in the embers remained.

Upon witnessing this scene, the young trainers of the Sunset Empire froze on the spot, the sound of their Adam's apples bobbing exceptionally clear on the silent snowfield.

A brown-haired boy dropped his Poké Ball onto the ice with a "thud," and it rolled to Li Chen's feet.

"Relax."

Li Chen gently kicked the Poké Ball back with the tip of his shoe, the ball drawing a precise arc on the ice. "I wouldn't stoop to attacking a Scout."

Volcarona cooperated by concealing the flames on its wings, and even blinked its compound eyes at a female trainer who was crying in fright.

But the bodies beneath those dark blue uniforms were still trembling.

They had just witnessed how this man, who claimed to have "no grudges against them," destroyed the entire Divine Society squad as easily as crushing ants.

Li Chen suddenly raised his hand, startling the boys in the front row who all took three steps back.

"Alright, make way."

Li Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced the entire tundra.

The crowd parted automatically like Moses parting the sea, and a bespectacled boy even tripped over his own speed dog because he retreated too quickly.

The scales shed by the volcano moth left a trail of glowing footprints on the snow, as if drawing a pause to this silent parade.

Ahead lay a forest.

Ice crystals were everywhere, and trees grew in abundance.

The moment he stepped into the Ice Crystal Forest, the whispers behind him were suddenly blocked by some force.