Chapter 211 Variables (1/2)

The chilling sound struck the ice wall, echoing repeatedly, revealing an undisguised greed.

Yan Yu didn't even turn around.

He simply pulled Ruan Tang closer into his arms, using his body heat to shield her from the malice.

At the same time, an invisible field of spiritual energy, centered on him, instantly enveloped the entire ice cave.

The world has fallen silent.

Water droplets dripping from the icicles on the cave ceiling froze in mid-air.

The howling wind outside the cave was gripped by an invisible hand.

The smug grins on the faces of the three Taoist-robed men also froze, like three cheap wax figures.

The next moment, the premonition of death gripped their hearts!

It was a tremor that came from the depths of one's soul, as insignificant as an ant gazing up at the sky.

They didn't even have time to think about what had happened.

The air within Yan Yu's mental realm began to collapse and compress inward from all directions!

"Thump!"

Three muffled thuds of flesh hitting the ground almost overlapped.

An irresistible and terrifying force pressed them firmly onto the millennia-old ice, as if they were being crushed by an invisible giant mountain.

"Creak..."

The fine, grating sound of bones being crushed inch by inch sent chills down one's spine.

Their prized magic was stillborn.

The life-saving magic obtained from the so-called "immortal master" was completely extinguished before it could even emit a wisp of light.

The pitiful amount of profound energy within his body evaporated instantly, like thin ice under the scorching sun.

"Um...uh..."

The leading man let out a hissing sound, his eyes bulging with blood from extreme fear.

Yan Yu's lips curled into a cold smile, showing not even a trace of pity.

The pressure exerted on the three people suddenly changed in nature.

It was no longer a crushing pressure like a landslide or tsunami, but a high-frequency oscillation that was invisible to the naked eye.

"Crack! Crash! Crack!"

A series of crisp sounds of shattering glass erupted from the three of them!

The protective jade pendants they treasured at their waists, the last life-saving talismans in their sleeves, the defensive array patterns hidden in the inner layer of their Taoist robes...

All external things, all reliance, at this moment, all let out their final lament.

Then, they were all reduced to dust!

That feigned aura of "expertise" was instantly stripped away.

The remaining three were merely ordinary people with slightly stronger physiques than average.

"No! My magic weapon!!"

The leader watched helplessly as his life's work turned to ashes, letting out an extremely shrill scream.

"Quarrel."

Yan Yu frowned slightly, seemingly displeased with the noise.

He slightly bent his five fingers and gently gripped the three twisted magic swords on the ground from a distance.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With three muffled thuds, the magic sword was crushed into an iron disc and exploded into the most primitive iron filings.

Yan Yu flicked his fingertips lightly.

Three sharp spikes of concentrated spiritual energy, as solid as a physical object, silently and precisely pierced the foreheads of the three individuals.

The three of them suddenly straightened up.

All the fear, resentment, and unwillingness in his eyes... receded like the tide, turning into a deathly gray.

His head lolled to the side, and he stopped breathing.

The entire process takes no more than three seconds.

Yan Yu did not move an inch from beginning to end.

The large hand that was holding Ruan Tang even lightly stroked the soft waist of the girl in his arms with its fingertips, as if it were just casually swatting a few mosquitoes.

[Squeak...squeak?]

Little White peeked out its snow-white head tremblingly from the collar of Ruan Tang's thick cloak.

Its dark purple beady eyes looked left and right, confirming that the three bad guys were really dead, and its courage suddenly surged!