The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 1248 - 1241: Despite the Trouble

While Ning Batian and the others were all engulfed in shock,

the sky over the Ice Holy Land suddenly darkened, and continuous muffled thundering sounds resonated from above. Ye Chenfeng, sitting cross-legged on the snowy ground, experienced a sudden surge in Sword Intent. A huge white sword shadow abruptly soared from within Ye Chenfeng’s body, carving three sword scars across the dim sky, as if to split the heavens themselves.

Ye Chenfeng slowly opened his eyes, a flash of white chill gleaming from his pupils. He stood up from the snow, expressionless, and although his strength remained at the latter period of the Spirit Communication Realm Fourth Heavenly Layer, his entire aura was extremely sharp, as if he were an unrivaled divine sword exuding a bone-chilling frost.

Before Ning Batian and his company could recover from the shock of the Nine Nether Ice Lion, they immediately noticed the three sword scars in the sky and the chilly Frosty Sword Intent on Ye Chenfeng. Involuntarily, Ning Batian uttered, "He, has his Frosty Sword Intent taken shape? The Ice Holy Land is clearly the domain of our Hanbing Sect; how can a mere outsider be worthy and capable of comprehending our Hanbing Sect’s Frosty Sword Intent?"

It wasn’t so much that Ning Batian was angry, as he was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred. Apart from the founding ancestor of the Hanbing Sect, no one else in the long span of years had realized the Frosty Sword Intent. Ning Batian had once put forth great effort in an attempt to comprehend the Frosty Sword Intent, yet he failed to grasp it in the end. However, Ye Chenfeng had only been confined in the Ice Holy Land for six days, and he had already thoroughly understood the Frosty Sword Intent. As the Sect Master, Ning Batian simply couldn’t maintain a calm heart.

Standing amidst the snow, Ye Chenfeng felt the surging Sword Intent within him; he knew he had to release this Sword Intent, or it might harm him instead.

Ye Chenfeng glanced at He Ping, who was lying not far away, and said, "He Ping, lend me the sword on your back for a moment."

Still in a daze, He Ping promptly tossed his sword toward Ye Chenfeng upon hearing his request. Taking hold of He Ping’s blue longsword, Ye Chenfeng swiftly unsheathed it with a "swoosh".

He Ping’s blue longsword was just an ordinary steel sword. Grasping the hilt in his right hand and pointing the blade toward the ground, Ye Chenfeng felt two Spiritual Qi Rivers slowly flowing within him, as the Frosty Sword Intent began to permeate the very ordinary steel blade.

The blade of the steel sword shivered incessantly, emitting strands of white frost qi. The entire steel sword was covered with a layer of frost. Ye Chenfeng’s right hand suddenly moved, slashing the sword instantly toward Elder Wang Hanmei of Hanbing Sect’s outer gate.

As Ye Chenfeng swung his sword, Ning Batian and the others had just regained their senses, yet it was too late for them to intervene. However, since Ye Chenfeng was only at the latter period of Spirit Communication Realm Fourth Heavenly Layer, and Wang Hanmei possessed the early strength of the Divine Thought Realm Second Heavenly Layer, they believed that even with Ye Chenfeng’s comprehension of the Frosty Sword Intent, he should be unable to harm Wang Hanmei, so they were somewhat reassured.

Nevertheless, Ye Chenfeng’s strike completely surpassed the expectations of Ning Batian and the others. They saw a three-meter-long cold sword qi, as swift as lightning, whirling up the white snow in its path and leaving the ground riddled with cracks.

Wang Hanmei, who was not far off, was not actually afraid of Ye Chenfeng; she feared the Ye Chenfeng who would grow stronger in the future. After all, no matter how monstrous Ye Chenfeng was, he currently only had the strength of the latter period of Spirit Communication Realm Fourth Heavenly Layer, whereas she, Wang Hanmei, was a genuine early-stage expert of the Divine Thought Realm Second Heavenly Layer. She viewed the gap between her and Ye Chenfeng as insurmountable.

The Spiritual Qi River in Wang Hanmei’s meridians began to circulate rapidly. Stretching her hands forward, she created a barrier of spiritual energy in the air, attempting to block Ye Chenfeng’s sword qi.

"Swoosh!"

Ye Chenfeng’s Sword Qi effortlessly tore through the Spiritual Qi barrier. Upon seeing this, Wang Hanmei’s face changed drastically; she concentrated all the Spiritual Qi in her body into her palms but still felt an intense pain there. Blood spewed from her palms, as Ye Chenfeng’s Sword Qi left a deep, bone-visible wound, and a cold Sword Qi kept penetrating Wang Hanmei’s body from the wound.

Standing beside Wang Hanmei, Ning Xuening was completely dumbfounded, while Ning Batian and the others trembled fiercely. Although Sword Intent was indeed a rare existence, it shouldn’t be so ridiculously powerful! It should be noted that Ye Chenfeng was merely at the late stage of the Fourth Heavenly Layer of the Spirit Communication Realm, while Wang Hanmei was an expert at the Initial Stage of the Second Heavenly Layer of the Divine Thought Realm, yet Ye Chenfeng was able to directly injure Wang Hanmei.

Although Ning Batian and the others believed that Ye Chenfeng was still no match for Wang Hanmei, Wang Hanmei had only been at a disadvantage because she had underestimated Ye Chenfeng’s Frosty Sword Intent. However, they were certain that not even the old ancestor, when he first comprehended the Frosty Sword Intent, had possessed Sword Intent as formidable as Ye Chenfeng’s.

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!——"

After releasing the overwhelming Sword Intent within him, one could hear a fine, crisp cracking sound coming from the blade of the fine steel sword. Seconds later, the entire fine steel sword that Ye Chenfeng was holding shattered into countless pieces, unable to withstand the Frosty Sword Intent.

Ye Chenfeng glanced at Wang Hanmei, whose hand was bleeding, and then at the Third Elder Zhao Yunlong, lying on the ground like a dead dog. Just at that moment, the Nine Nether Ice Lion, Little Bai, placed its paw under Ye Chenfeng, lifting him onto its back, showing a very affectionate expression towards Ye Chenfeng.

Ning Batian and the others were just about to finish Ye Chenfeng off directly, but after witnessing this scene, their bodies trembled wildly once more, especially Ning Batian. From the sudden intervention of the Nine Nether Ice Lion to its present affection towards Ye Chenfeng, all of it unmistakably indicated that Ye Chenfeng had subdued the Nine Nether Ice Lion at the Peak of the Second Heavenly Layer of the Creation Realm. How could this be? This is absolutely impossible!

As a powerhouse at the Initial Stage of the Third Heavenly Layer of the Reincarnation Realm, Ning Batian truly could not accept this reality. He who had spent tremendous time and effort without comprehending the Frosty Sword Intent, now found that Ye Chenfeng had done it! The Nine Nether Ice Lion, which he had tried every means and failed to subdue, was also subdued by Ye Chenfeng? Could it be that he, a Reincarnation Realm expert, was inferior to someone from the Spirit Communication Realm? This realization made him feel so enraged that he nearly spat blood.

Witnessing Ye Chenfeng sitting on the back of the Nine Nether Ice Lion, Ning Xuening’s body also trembled uncontrollably. Clenching her teeth tightly, how could a nobody she had barely regarded and nearly forgotten shine so brilliantly before her eyes?

The Frosty Sword Intent that even her father couldn’t comprehend, the Nine Nether Ice Lion that even her father couldn’t subdue, were both achieved by the nobody in her eyes? Ning Xuening could not accept this reality; in her eyes, Ye Chenfeng wasn’t from her world, in her eyes, she was superior to Ye Chenfeng. In other words, in Ning Xuening’s view, Ye Chenfeng was nothing but a country bumpkin, yet now this country bumpkin made her feel an inferiority she never knew, causing her gaze towards Ye Chenfeng to become even more displeased and icy.

Ye Chenfeng, sitting on the back of the Nine Nether Ice Lion, although he seemed to have temporarily triumphed on the surface, knew that even with the Nine Nether Ice Lion, he was no match for Ning Batian and the others. As he was lost in thought, the voice of the Shadowy Figure Jiang Yuntian resounded in his mind: "Kid, no need to worry too much. The thousands of Ice Devouring Bugs in your Dantian have all evolved, which is enough to bring these people to heel for the time being and ensure your safe departure. So go on and make some trouble for them!"

After hearing the words of the Shadowy Figure, Ye Chenfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the old crone, Wang Hanmei; those thousands of Ice Devouring Bugs had been placed inside his body by the old crone, and now how could Ye Chenfeng not reclaim some interest from her!

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