Chapter 952 The Power of Snowstorm Pavilion Sect

Book:Lord Came Back From The Battlefield Published:2024-6-3

“Ivy, the focal point is that stone at ten o’clock. I’ll disrupt the formation, and you cut off the focal point.” Casey said.
Just then, Billy’s voice echoed at the same time, “Casey, help Ivy fend off those ice balls!”
“Alright!” Casey and Ivy responded simultaneously, quickly running towards the stone.
A ripple spread out from Billy’s brow, swiftly enveloping several other large stones.
Bang! Suddenly, a large ice ball with a diameter of over a meter crashed onto Billy’s defensive aura, then exploded. Though it didn’t break through his defense, due to its size and rapid descent, it carried a powerful impact that churned Billy’s blood and energy. Simultaneously, Casey’s defensive aura was hit by another large ice ball, causing his blood and energy to surge, almost spewing out.
“Ivy, now!” Billy shouted after about half a minute, having severed the formations on the other stones.
“Okay!” Ivy responded, using her spiritual power to encase the ripple at the focal point. Then, she raised her hand and slammed it down, instantly obliterating the stone.
Bang! As the formation was dispelled, the ice balls in the air exploded one by one, vanishing without a trace.
“Casey, are you okay?” Ivy then turned to him and asked.
“I’m fine!” Casey smiled, then turned to Billy. “Boss, is the formation broken?”
“Yes!” Billy nodded in response.
“Billy, are you all okay?” Harleen and the others approached shortly after.
“Uh-huh.”
“Boss, the formation is broken, but why is there no reaction from the surroundings?” Soul Chaser asked.
Boom! As soon as he finished speaking, a huge block of ice toppled down from the right slope, revealing an ice-melt cave over ten meters tall.
“What the hell! This is just like the previous Frost Palace’s place! Could it be another hidden passage?” Soul Chaser glanced over.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Soon, eight or nine blocks of ice, similar in size, tumbled down from both sides of the valley, each revealing an ice-melt cave. Immediately after, five to six hundred men and women rushed out from the ten ice-melt caves, quickly surrounding Billy and the others. Billy roughly assessed the strength of these people, and their top fighters were not much different from those of Frost Palace.
Two old men who led the group were two First-rank Saints. There were also two Ninth-rank Sovereigns and four Eighth-rank Sovereigns. In addition, there were dozens of mid-level Sovereigns, while the rest were weaker than them.
“Damn it! Do all the Snowstorm Pavilion members live in these ice caves?” Stout glanced at the ten or so cave entrances.
“Probably not. It’s likely there’s another world inside, just like Frost Palace!” Black Tortoise shook his head and responded.
“Who are you people?” one of the old men from the other side angrily spoke, “How dare you destroy the protective formation of Snowstorm Pavilion. You’re truly seeking death!”
The other hundreds of people also glared at Billy and the others, emanating anger and killing intent.
“Bring out your leader!” Billy calmly spoke, “If we don’t see him within three minutes, all of you will die!”
“Kid, it seems like you’re tired of living!” a Sixth-rank Sovereign man pointed his finger at Billy. “I warn you, everyone, kneel down or…”
Before he could finish his words, a blade ray shot out from Frostblade’s hand, directly slashing towards the man’s arm.
“You wanna die?” The man furrowed his brows and struck out with a palm.
After their attacks collided, both of them retreated a dozen steps, evenly matched.
“A bit of skill, no wonder you dared to be reckless here!” The man’s face showed a hint of surprise. After a brief pause, he rushed towards Frostblade again, saying, “Take another move from me!”
But just as he took a few steps forward, Azure Fang, standing next to Frostblade, swung his sword. Before the man could fully react, the blade had already flashed past his waist. Due to inertia, the man continued to run a few more steps before his upper and lower body fell to the ground.
“You bastard, you deserve to die!” The leader of the group shouted angrily, then raised his hand and waved it, “Everyone attack together, kill them!”
Four to five hundred people simultaneously launched their attacks, releasing their aura, and the entire valley was shrouded in a strong oppressive atmosphere.
“Stop!” Just at that moment, a man’s voice echoed through the valley.
Then, someone appeared in the air from behind the valley.
“Greetings, Master!” The hundreds of Snowstorm Pavilion members converged their aura and bowed respectfully.
“You destroyed my formation and kill my brethren, it seems like you really don’t take Snowstorm Pavilion seriously!” The Snowstorm Pavilion Master landed on the ice and looked angrily at Billy and the others.
“If you send people to assist Veridiania’s city, I can let this go.” Billy said calmly. “You made a mistake by being Northfortia’s lackeys and attacking my compatriots from Glavale. This is a capital offense and unforgivable!”
“So, you are indeed from Glavale!” The Snowstorm Pavilion Master looked at Billy and spoke. “Actually, I quite admire you people from Glavale. This crisis was resolved so easily by you. But if you think that this will allow Glavale to act recklessly in the Polar Domain, you are too naive…”
“I’ll give you a chance, what do you say?” Billy interrupted him.
“Give me a chance? I’m quite curious, let’s hear it.”
“Pledge your allegiance to Glavale, and I will spare Snowstorm Pavilion. How about that?” Billy said calmly.
Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across the faces of Azure Dragon and the others; they were curious about the reason why Billy suddenly wanted to subjugate the enemy.
“Hahaha…” The Snowstorm Pavilion Master burst into laughter.
Many other disciples also laughed, their faces filled with disdain.
“You should be a First-rank Saint, right?” After a while, the Snowstorm Pavilion Master asked Billy. “Do you know what I am?”
“Decent guess. Half a grade higher than Frost Palace’s Master, at the Third-rank Saint Realm,” Billy said with a nonchalant expression.
“Not bad! You can discern my cultivation level!” The Snowstorm Pavilion Master seemed somewhat surprised. After a brief pause, he continued, “Since you know I’m a Third-rank Saint, do you still think you can make me submit with the people you have?”
“I already gave you a chance, but you didn’t cherish it. I’ve changed my mind now!” Billy spoke again. “Go ahead, as long as you can last three rounds against me, I’ll spare your lives!”