"No matter what strange trick you used, the Soul-Locking Chain is still just a Soul-Locking Chain! At its core, it's nothing but condensed inner force! No matter how dazzling your moves look, you can't change its true nature!"
Master Morgan let out a cold snort. This time, instead of meeting the Crimson Fire Chains with his fists, he reached out with his palm!
"Withdraw!"
With a fierce shout, Master Morgan swept his large hand in front of him. An odd suction seemed to form in his palm, instantly pulling the eighty-one berserk Soul-Locking Chains into his grasp.
Everyone watched as the eighty-one fire chains—one end held by Master Lin from Seacrest, the other already caught by Master Morgan!
"Master Lin from Seacrest got caught by Master Morgan!"
Someone cried out in shock.
The next moment, everyone saw Master Morgan—who hadn't moved his feet all this time—suddenly step back with his right foot. Gripping the Crimson Fire Chains, he exerted his strength, his arm trembling as he hurled both Master Lin and the chains straight up into the sky!
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, Master Lin, still holding the Crimson Fire Chains, shot up into the sky before everyone's eyes!
"So young, yet with such cultivation—truly impressive!" Master Morgan made a fist, looking up at Master Lin in the sky, and sneered coldly: "Maybe, with your current strength, you've already stepped into the second-grade, or even first-grade Vajra Realm!"
"Give you another ten years, and you could surely surpass me. By then, I might not be your match!"
Master Morgan's expression grew solemn.
His voice echoed through heaven and earth, falling on the ears of the crowd below, leaving everyone stunned and uncertain.
"Second-grade, maybe even first-grade Vajra Realm!"
"This Master Lin from Seacrest is absolutely terrifying!"
"I thought Master Lin from Seacrest was only at third-grade Vajra at best!"
The crowd erupted. Until now, no one could have imagined that a young man of just eighteen could possess such terrifying power!
And since these words came from Master Morgan himself, no one dared to doubt them!
"But you killed my disciple. Today, you must die atop Thousand-Saints Mountain!"
"You’re out of chances."
As soon as Master Morgan finished speaking, he drew a deep breath and suddenly threw a punch at the sky.
At first glance, the punch seemed almost slow, but its arc pointed straight to where Evan Lin was soaring high above.
As Master Morgan’s fist pressed forward, the falling snow around him rapidly condensed between heaven and earth.
Countless snowflakes fused into a mighty white ribbon, polished like the ultimate sword!
Layer after layer, that white ribbon merged and solidified into an enormous, crystal-clear snow-sword!
All the surrounding air seemed sucked dry by Master Morgan’s punch—the whole world changed color, and even the falling snow froze in midair.
The sword’s edge charged forward, stabbing straight at Evan Lin!
"Is it me who’s out of chances, or you? Trying to slice me down? Morgan, you don’t have what it takes! Ha!"
Evan Lin burst out laughing, his figure, still shooting upward through the sky, suddenly halting.
Whenever his Fire-Spirit Mortal Body ignited, Evan felt waves of fighting intent surging inside him—battle-lust like a tidal wave flooding his mind. His crimson hair whipped wildly in the air, blazing like the hottest fire!
"Come on, come on!"
Facing the giant snow-sword slashing up at him, Evan Lin didn’t flinch for a second.
In Evan’s right hand, the eighty-one Crimson Fire Chains—after being grabbed by Morgan—now burned much dimmer, their glow faded compared to before.
"Let’s see, Morgan—let’s see what makes you a legend!"
"Don’t let me down, Morgan!"
Deep in Evan’s eyes, molten lava seemed to flow, reflecting the oncoming, unstoppable snow-sword.
Evan’s right hand gripped the eighty-one Crimson Fire Chains, fusing them into one massive, unbreakable fire chain!
The fire, once dulled by Morgan’s assault, flared up again—wild flames twisting like dancing dragons!
"Bring it!"
Evan Lin roared, gripping the massive fire chain with both hands as he plummeted from the sky.
In an instant, the fused Crimson Fire Chain collided with Master Morgan’s snow-sword in midair!
Boom!
A wild surge of force exploded in all directions, the shockwave so fierce it knocked the crowd flat on the ground!
From the mountaintop, all anyone could see was endless steam billowing up.
The fire chain in Evan’s hands and the giant snow-sword melted into each other!
It was a war between snow and fire!
Everyone saw Master Lin from Seacrest—Evan Lin—radiating fierce power in midair, while Master Morgan stood calmly on the ground!
Evan Lin nearly split the snow-sword in two, almost reaching Morgan himself.
But just then, the snow-sword Evan had sliced apart suddenly healed at lightning speed!
At the same moment, the snow-sword split into three, attacking Evan from three directions!
Pffft!
A faint sound rang out.
It was like blazing fire being instantly snuffed out by freezing cold.
"Master Lin’s fire chain broke!"
Someone cried out in shock.
The piece of fire chain Evan had been wielding was sliced clean through by the snow-sword, vanishing completely into the world.
"Is it over?"
Everyone watching felt their hearts skip a beat.
The next instant, endless snow swallowed Evan Lin whole in midair!