High-martial world + No female lead + Leveling up.
Starting with an SSS-rank talent and a mysterious sword spirit teacher, Jiang Wuyuan can only ask: How can I lose?
Years later.
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Seeing the ice coffin churning more and more, Jiang Wuyuan shouted, "Scatter!"
Qiu Shaoqing was startled, and then looked in the direction of Jiang Wuyuan's gaze, looking somewhat terrified.
He certainly didn't expect there to be a living person in the ice coffin; if he had known, he would never have opened it, even if it meant death.
The two explorers cautiously stepped back with their weapons, ceasing their argument with Qiu Shaoqing.
There's no point in saying anything now.
Jiang Wuyuan stood in front of Huo Ling and the other two, slowly retreating while holding the Devouring Star.
Xiao Cheng and another very mysterious girl also looked nervous.
After a while, a loud bang was heard.
In an instant, the icy mist dissipated, and Jiang Wuyuan quickly raised his arm to shield his eyes.
"Ah!!" A scream suddenly rang out in the next second.
Jiang Wuyuan was horrified.
Even to prevent ice shards from flying into his eyes and blocking them, he remained highly vigilant, sensing the movements around him.
Before that scream, he hadn't heard any other noises in the hall.
Judging from the tone of her voice, she should be the woman among the two explorers.
Before Jiang Wuyuan could think further, a strong sense of crisis suddenly welled up in his heart.
Without time to think, Jiang Wuyuan suddenly used his sword-drawing technique to unleash a sword strike.
Clang!
This is the sound of a longsword striking an extremely hard object.
This person... has incredible strength!
The already perfected sword-drawing technique was now at a disadvantage.
Jiang Wuyuan did not intend to fight head-on, and quickly retreated a few steps by following the force.
By this time, the ice fog had mostly dissipated.
Those who survived witnessed the current state of the main hall.
All that remained where the two explorers stood was a pool of blood and some fragments of their combat uniforms; their bodies had vanished without a trace.
The ice coffin in the very center of the hall shattered completely into dust, and an extremely terrifying figure finally appeared before everyone's eyes.
"An alien race?!" Huo Ling's eyes widened.
When Jiang Wuyuan saw that figure, he finally confirmed his inner thoughts.
After experiencing what happened inside the cave, he suspected that there might be other races in this secret realm.
As it turned out, this was indeed the case.
"This aura... seems to be at the peak of the Great Martial Master level..." Yang Feiying murmured.
"How scary." Fu Xuelai shrank back in fear.
Jiang Wuyuan slowly took a deep breath.
A peak Grand Martial Master is indeed a formidable enemy.
"Humans, you didn't expect to enter the Ice Palace just to become my food, did you? Hehehe..." The alien wriggled happily. Having not eaten for countless years, it had just eaten two people and was barely interested in playing a cat-and-mouse game with these little devils. "For so many years, that old monster has kept me locked up here, preventing me from seeing the light of day. But I never expected that I could gain some control over the Ice Palace and make the secret realm serve me!"
Just as the alien race was about to recount its glorious past, a veiled, mysterious woman silently appeared behind it.
The martial arts aura that was originally like that of students suddenly became powerful the moment they activated their skills.
"Shadow Assassin." An extremely cold voice rang out, and a black dagger flashed through the air, stabbing fiercely towards the alien's neck.
clang--
Si Menglan stared in horror at the alien figure who suddenly turned around and stared at her with a sinister grin, gritting her teeth as she assumed a blocking stance.
boom!
The alien casually threw a punch, which sent Si Menglan flying.
The slash Si Menglan had just delivered only left a shallow white mark on the alien's neck.
"What beautiful women! Why don't you obediently become tools for reproduction? Although we gods cannot reproduce, it doesn't affect our ability to use you! Hehehe..."
Gods? That's probably what these alien races call their own race.
Jiang Wuyuan remained noncommittal.
He glanced at Si Menglan, who was kneeling on the ground vomiting a lot of blood, and figured she probably wouldn't die anytime soon, so he stopped paying attention to her.
"Ice, are we doomed?" Huo Ling's palms were sweating as he gripped his staff.
"No," Jiang Wuyuan calmly reassured him. "That woman was probably sent by the authorities. She might have a device that allows her to communicate with the outside world. As long as we hold out until the rescue arrives, everything will be fine."
Huo Ling naturally guessed what was going on and silently let out a breath.
Seeing that the alien race had focused their attention on Si Menglan and was about to continue their attack, Jiang Wuyuan did not wait any longer and rushed out quickly.
The first step in snow burial: a stroll in the snow!
A gentle yet dense sword aura suddenly erupted, which, although no longer able to cause any damage to the alien race at the peak of the Great Martial Master level, still temporarily hindered its progress.
Seeing that Jiang Wuyuan had gone out to attract attention, Huo Ling gritted his teeth and followed suit, releasing his skill from behind.
Fire Shield! Feather Blast!
The alien race was furious when they saw that their attack had been blocked by Jiang Wuyuan.
It was a powerful expert at the peak of the Great Martial Master realm who was actually stopped in his tracks by a human whose cultivation level was only that of a Martial Artist.
It would be an absolute disgrace to tell anyone about this.
The alien thought to himself, then unleashed a powerful punch at Jiang Wuyuan: "Die!"
A tremendous sonic boom resounded, and even with the fire shield on his body and the round sword shield that Jiang Wuyuan quickly put on himself, his figure still flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the wall built of ice crystals.
"Cough..." A trickle of blood flowed down the corner of his lips.
Jiang Wuyuan reached out and wiped his hand, his eyes burning as he stared intently at the alien race's movements.
The gap in cultivation level is still too large.
“My friend, I’ve already contacted the authorities. Just hold on for ten minutes and we’ll have rescue.” Si Menglan had already stood up again. Without turning her head, she stood in front of Jiang Wuyuan. “Tell your friend to be careful.”
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