Chapter 690: Mysterious Ice Power vs Snow Priest
Inside the tent, Yuwen Yong was sitting at the desk, his brows revealing an aura of majesty without even being angry.

Beside him, Yuwen Shang was waiting quietly like a shadow. This master who had just entered the realm of heaven and man had extremely sharp perceptions, and no movement could escape his detection.

When the chill quietly invaded through the gap in the tent, Yuwen Shang suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Who are you? How dare you come here and make trouble?"

Yu Wenshang snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and accurately captured Xue Wuling's figure through the gap in the tent.

Then he moved his palms slightly, and the Yuwen family's magical power - the Xuanbing Jin surged instantly, like ice freezing a river. A thick layer of Xuanbing covered his palms, emitting a bone-chilling chill.

As he pushed with both palms, an unprecedented chill surged out, echoing the wind and snow outside, but even more overbearing and more condensed.

Countless amounts of black ice internal force flowed out of the body, and the moment it broke through the tent, it turned into a black ice glass dragon that roared out of the abyss. The dragon's body was crystal clear, as if it was made of thousands of ice fragments, yet it was integrated into one, emitting a heart-pounding cold light.

The glass dragon formed by the condensation of black ice roared and rushed towards Xue Wuling with a devastating force. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be frozen, leaving behind traces of ice.

Seeing this, Xue Wuling curled up the corners of her mouth into a faint smile, then turned lightly and floated away like a snowflake, while the drumstick in her hand struck again. This time, she poured all her internal strength and cultivation into it, and the sound of the drum was as deafening as thunder.

In an instant, the surrounding wind and snow seemed to respond to her call, gathering into a torrent of wind and snow, colliding head-on with the black ice glass dragon.

"The Art of Wind and Snow, the Wind and Snow Transform into Spirits!"

Xue Wuling let out a low roar, and in the torrent of wind and snow, a giant eagle formed by the condensation of wind and snow rose into the sky and started a fierce battle with Yuwen Shang's Xuanbingli Dragon.

The two forces tore at each other in the air. The collision of ice and snow produced countless tiny ice chips and snowflakes, covering the entire sky tightly, as if the only thing left between heaven and earth was the contest between these two forces.

Yuwen Shang frowned slightly when he saw this. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak woman could have such powerful strength.

But he didn't think too much about it. He snorted coldly and activated the Xuanbing Jin again. The Xuanbing Lilong's figure became more solid and the dragon's roar was deafening, as if it was going to tear the world apart.

Xue Wuling was not to be outdone. She swung the drumstick in her hand faster and faster. Under her control, the giant eagle formed by the wind and snow flexibly shuttled between the ice dragons, looking for flaws.

"Humph, Jurchen Shaman, nothing more than that!"

Yu Wenshang sneered, and suddenly his figure flashed and he disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already behind Xue Wuling. He slapped out with one palm, and the Xuanbing force was like an icy blade, going straight to Xue Wuling's vitals.

Xue Wuling was shocked but did not panic. She turned again and dodged Yuwen Shang's attack as lightly as a snowflake, while the drumstick in her hand struck again.

In the wind and snow, Xue Wuling's figure became erratic, as if she had merged into one with the world.

She let out a light shout and swung the drumsticks violently with both hands. Suddenly, an unprecedented force of wind and snow burst out, transforming into a huge wall of wind and snow, attempting to block the roaring black ice glass dragon.

The collision of wind, snow and black ice made a deafening roar, and the entire camp seemed to be shaking at this moment.

However, the power of the Black Ice Glass Dragon was far beyond Xue Wuling's imagination. It tore a crack in the wall of wind and snow and continued to approach Xue Wuling.

Xue Wuling tried to dodge by dodging, but the Lilong seemed to have a spirit, always able to accurately capture her breath and chase after her. "What a great Yuwenshang! I underestimated you!"

Xue Wuling cried out delicately. Although she was frightened, she remained calm. Instead, she swung the drumstick again. This time, she no longer tried to stop the glass dragon. Instead, she used the power of wind and snow to guide the direction of the glass dragon, making it deviate from its original trajectory.

At the same time, he turned his body, and with the reaction force of the glass dragon's momentum, he landed on the other side of the tent like a light snowflake.

"Want to go?"

Yu Wenshang snorted coldly, and with a flash of his body, he appeared in front of Xue Wuling. He gathered the Xuanbing power in his hands again, preparing to launch a second round of attack.

However, Xue Wuling smiled slightly and tapped the drumstick in her hand lightly. A mysterious force of wind and snow instantly enveloped Yuwen Shang, making his movements slow down, as if he was bound by invisible shackles.

"Snowstorm, seal!"

Xue Wuling murmured softly, and as her words fell, the surrounding wind and snow seemed to have heard the call and quickly gathered together to form huge wind and snow cages, trapping Yuwen Shang tightly inside.

Outside the snow cage, the wind and snow were still raging, but inside the cage, there was deathly silence and even the air seemed to be frozen.

Yu Wenshang's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that Xue Wuling's Fengxue Liantian Jue would be so powerful.

However, as the only celestial-level strongman in the Yuwen clan at present, he has obtained most of the resources of the Yuwen Xianbei clan, so naturally it is not that simple for him.

He took a deep breath, and the black ice energy in his body circulated wildly. Waves of icy air surged out of his body, and started a fierce battle with the surrounding wind and snow cage.

"Click, click..."

Under the impact of Yu Wenshang, cracks began to appear in the wind and snow cage, but Xue Wuling did not stop. The drumstick in her hand sounded again, and more wind and snow power poured into the cage, trying to repair the cracks.

At the same time, Xue Wuling flashed and appeared in front of Yuwen Shang like a ghost, with the drumstick in her hand raised high, about to deliver a fatal blow.

However, at this critical moment, a golden Buddha light suddenly shot out from afar, like the first ray of sunlight in the morning, penetrating the wind and snow and enveloping Xue Wuling's figure.

"Amitabha, you have too strong a desire to kill. Please follow me back to the temple to practice."

Along with the sound of Buddhist chanting, an old monk in a golden cassock walked slowly over. It was none other than the high-ranking Tantric monk who had been raiding another battlefield before - Venerable "Prajna Samsara".

As the Buku Priest and Hezhe Shaman on another battlefield were gradually suppressed by the joint efforts of the three people in the sky full of Buddha light of the "Pure Heart Bodhi" Arhat, he was able to temporarily withdraw and go to this battlefield to help Yuwen Shang break the situation again.

By then, they will have the upper hand on both battlefields, and they will be close to a complete victory in this operation. It may even be possible for them to leave behind one or two of these three Jurchen Shamanism celestial monks!

It’s just a pity. In principle, there is nothing wrong with the tactics of Yuwen Shang and these three old Tantric monks, as long as nothing unexpected happens tonight.

Then the three Jurchen Shamanists who were at the Heavenly Man Realm and had stumbled into this big pocket would definitely be skinned alive if they didn't die.

It’s a pity that the Jurchen Shamanism has a big backup plan.
(End of this chapter)