Chapter 153: Losing Total Control! (1/2)

“Uncle Feng! I’ve completely lost control of my Earth Web!”

Panic could be seen on Yu Tong’s face as numerous strands of scarlet blood strings whizzed out of her palm before pouring into the ground.

She was doing her utmost to manipulate the blood strings back into a defensive field in the area around them.

Unfortunately, every single one of the blood strings underground had been frozen by the frost power and turned into a net of ice strings, which could no longer follow her commands.

CRACKLE!

Feng Luo stood by a small crater that he had filled with blood. As soon as the cold gale blew past, the pond of blood was frozen.

Originally, Feng Luo planned to use the blood as a source of energy, with which he could strengthen the Earth Web and cast all kinds of Blood sect secret magics.

However, now that the blood had been turned into a giant piece of semi-translucent and sparkling ice, it also fell out of Feng Luo’s control.

In the blink of an eye, the defensive system and all the preparations that Yu Tong and Feng Luo had made were breached and ended up in vain.

Meanwhile, the man from the Realm of Dark Underworld rode the bitingly cold wind as he got nearer and nearer.

The slim man’s name was Zhao Mo, a powerful Qi warrior from an extremely cold part of the Realm of Dark Underworld.

A suffocating, bleak light shot out of his narrowed eyes as he gave a grin that was as fierce as the wind.

From Yu Tong and Feng Luo’s expressions, he could tell that as the cold wind grew increasingly strong, the defenses that they had condensed with blood already lost their effect.

Their mysterious, unpredictable blood magic and sophisticated layout was exactly the reason why Zhao Mo had retreated from his last battle against them.

With the experience from their last fight, he cast his frost magics before the actual fight to manipulate the flow of the cold wind in the vicinity.

Feng Luo’s speculations were correct. The sudden gust of wind was indeed Zhao Mo’s doing.

SHEW!

Zhao Mo suddenly accelerated and like a flash of icy light, he descended towards the meteor that Nie Tian and his group was on.

At the same time, Nie Tian didn’t say a word. He placed his hands opposite to each other as he started summoning each and every kind of power within him.

In a split second, a chaotic, twisting magnetic field was born in between his hands, rapidly spreading in every direction.

“One meter, two meters, three meters…”

The chaotic magnetic field expanded at an amazing speed.

During the process, Nie Tian gave Feng Luo a meaningful look, urging him to stall Zhao Mo temporarily, in case he lay his murderous hands on him before the magnetic field was fully formed.

Feng Luo nodded vigorously and immediately stepped toward Zhao Mo.

A strong, bloody aura was released from within every one of Feng Luo’s pores, and moments later, he was wreathed in a thick blood mist.

Within the murky blood mist, numerous blood-colored lights constantly flashed past, forming a terrifying storm of blood.

“Hahaha!”

With a sneer, Zhao Mo from the Realm of Dark Underworld shook his head; he wasn’t in a hurry to attack.

Meanwhile, he shifted his gaze from Feng Luo to the anxious Yu Tong, who was now sitting off to the side.

An overtly obscene look could be seen in his cold eyes as his gaze constantly shifted back and forth between Yu Tong’s delicate face, slender, jade neck, and curvy physique.

The sneer on his face gradually filled with lust.

Yu Tong, on the other hand, experienced a sudden rush of coldness all over her body, as if an ice-cold serpent had stealthily wrapped around on her bare skin.

Yu Tong unnaturally wiggled her body in an attempt to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling as she averted her sight.

“Interesting!” Zhao Mo gave a low laugh. With a complacent face, he shifted his gaze back to Feng Luo.

As soon as he did, the lust in his eyes vanished, replaced by a bone-piercing coldness.

“You won’t escape death this time.”

With these words, Zhao Mo waved his hands through the air, casting a mysterious frost power incantation.

As he formed the hand seal, the wind that had been blowing randomly suddenly seemed to come together and started moving as a whole.

It was as if the scattered cold currents had simultaneously received a common order and thus madly rushed towards Feng Luo.

Ear-piercing howls rang out from within the strong wind.

In the meantime, Zhao Mo let out a cold harrumph and said, “Get the hell out of there!”

CRACKLE!

Upon his command, the icy ground cracked open and numerous blood strings that had been frozen by Zhao Mo’s frost power shot out from the earth!

Hundreds of blood-colored ice shards followed Zhao Mo’s command and flew into the air one after another.

Off to the side, Nie Tian, who was focused on casting his spell, spared the battlefield a glance, and was immediately flabbergasted by the numerous blood-colored ice shards that were floating in the air.

Every blood string that Yu Tong had used the Blood sect secret magic to refine had been coated with a layer of ice.

The weapon that was originally meant for dealing with Zhao Mo was now being used against its own master.

POOH!

Yu Tong suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and her glittering, devilish eyes immediately darkened.

Meanwhile, her delicate face seemed to have turned as pale as Feng Luo’s.

It was only in the blink of an eye that she had been severely injured.