Da Xuan Martial Saint

Chen Mu held his spear while standing in the air, his gaze sweeping toward the distant river at the edge of his sight.

Though his feet had not measured every inch of Ice State, he had already memorized the entire map of Ice State, and he was unlikely to mistake any major river.

Previously, the Mystic Tortoise had fled westward, leading him to guess it might be heading for the Cold River. This was the nearest major river to their previous location, and at the end of the river were the continuous ice mountains of Ice State. Thus, the waters of the entire river were icy and bone-piercing, which was why it was called the "Cold River".

However, for the Mystic Tortoise, the temperature did not matter; what it needed was just a river large enough to accommodate it.

Though the Cold River was not particularly large, being only about a hundred zhang wide, it was just enough to accommodate and carry the Mystic Tortoise's massive body, which stretched dozens of zhang. That was enough for it; once in the river and taking advantage of the terrain, no matter if it was strength or agility, it would surpass what it could display on land. By then, it would no longer fear Chen Mu's pursuit and would truly be free!

Chen Mu pursued and tried to kill the tortoise all the way to this point. Naturally, he would not give up easily. After taking a deep breath, he rallied the Yuan Gang True Essence and continued to wield his spear to kill the Mystic Tortoise, attempting to stop it from reaching the Cold River.

However.

At the sight of the Cold River, the Mystic Tortoise also showed an unprecedented excitement. It had been imprisoned for a hundred years, and now it finally saw the breath of freedom. Naturally, it exhausted all its abilities—the long tail protected the wound on its back at all costs, ignoring most of Chen Mu's other attacks, with its sturdy demon corpse resisting the hits forcefully, just rushing towards the Cold River.

Seeing the Mystic Tortoise's reckless charge, Chen Mu pursued relentlessly, but as the Cold River drew closer, he could only sigh inwardly. If he had a hundred more li, perhaps the tortoise would not have been able to hold on. But now, it was ultimately impossible to stop the Mystic Tortoise from racing toward the Cold River. Once in the river, indeed, with his own strength, it would be difficult to stop it.

Boom!!!

Seeing the Cold River was now within reach, Chen Mu took a deep breath. Clenching the Houtu Spirit Spear with both hands, the entire spear began to surround itself with a heavy pressure. The grand power of Heaven and Earth started to solidify and gather, and with the burst of Yuan Gang True Essence, he fiercely thrust the spear downward at the Mystic Tortoise once more. This thrust carried the Heaven and Earth Wheel Seal, its momentum grand and vast!

The Mystic Tortoise let out a long roar, its tail whipping over once again to collide with the Houtu Spirit Spear in Chen Mu's hand. However, accompanied by a thunderous boom, its weakened and injured tail was forcibly knocked aside by Chen Mu's spear!

Still.

The obstruction by the tail caused Chen Mu's thrust to veer slightly off course, missing to hit the wound on the shell.

Boom!!!

This incredibly powerful thrust, with its heavy pressure, even caused the massive body of the Mystic Tortoise, which spanned dozens of zhang, to bend its hind legs, almost kneeling into the frozen ground.

But in the end, the Mystic Tortoise withstood the blow. Its hind legs, embedded in the frozen ground, suddenly exerted force, and the massive body leaped up, like a mountain peak breaking free, crashing towards the Cold River nearby.

"Finally, it's still... Hm?"

As Chen Mu watched this scene, about to shake his head slightly, he suddenly caught sight of something, freezing in place and slowly lifting his head to look up at the sky above.

He sensed a tremendous and vast Strength of Qian Heaven, surging and gathering tumultuously. This Strength of Qian Heaven felt extremely familiar to him, having parted ways with Murong Yan not long ago. However, this Qian Heaven obviously did not belong to Murong Yan.

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The Qian Heaven manipulated by Murong Yan was like a firefly against the starry sky, whereas this suddenly emerging Qian Heaven was like a blazing sun.

That grandeur and boundlessness, as if tearing down the entire sky, was the most vast Strength of Qian Heaven that Chen Mu had ever felt, bringing with it an invincible momentum.

Whoosh!!!

The huge body of the Mystic Tortoise was almost over the Cold River, but its massive form came to an abrupt halt in the sky as if heaven and earth had been separated, held suspended in midair!

The turbulent waters of the hundred-zhang Cold River also came to a standstill at this moment. The surging waters stopped flowing downward, turning into droplets as if gravity had been lost, with massive amounts of water silently suspended in the air.

Thump.

Ultimately, the mountain-like body of the Mystic Tortoise was flipped over from above the Cold River with a thud, tumbling hundreds of zhang through the air before crashing into the distant ground, and embedded itself into the frozen soil.