Behind the glowing sphere enveloping the Spirit Seal Array, three powerful figures were in pursuit. Two of them were high-level Spirit Saints, and one was at the peak of the high-level Spirit Saint realm. All three wore white robes with a pattern resembling a Bagua symbol at the center, indicating they were from the same sect.
A peak high-level Spirit Saint and two high-level Spirit Saints-apart from those with formidable strength, no one dared to interfere with their chase for the Spirit Seal Array. Leo did not hesitate and fully deployed his body technique, chasing after the glowing sphere that enveloped the Spirit Seal Array.
Behind the glowing sphere, the three white-robed figures surged with spiritual power, surrounding the sphere from three directions. As their encirclement tightened, capturing the glowing sphere seemed only a matter of time. Just as they were about to succeed, the leading white-robed elder’s eyes gleamed with excitement, and he increased his speed.
The two middle-aged men in white also closed in, but just as they were about to seize the glowing sphere, it slipped through their grasp. “Damn it!” the white-robed elder cursed as the glowing sphere escaped their clutches.
As the three prepared to pursue again, a figure flickering with lightning shot forward, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air due to its speed. The lightning figure timed it perfectly, grabbing the glowing sphere that had evaded the three pursuers. Seeing this, the faces of the three white-robed figures turned grim.
The lightning figure was Leo. “Who dares to snatch from my Eight Extremes Gate!?” the white-robed elder shouted angrily. The two middle-aged men also glared at Leo with hostility.
Hearing “Eight Extremes Gate,” Leo’s eyebrows twitched slightly. Eight Extremes Gate was a large sect in Crescent Dynasty, specializing in Array Path. This explained why these three were so interested in the Spirit Seal Array.
Without responding, Leo watched as the three white-robed figures surged with spiritual power and sent three fiery palm prints toward him. Leo snorted coldly, gripping the glowing sphere tightly with his left hand while his right hand quickly condensed with extreme cold ice crystals. He punched out with his right fist, sending three ice crystal fist beams to meet the fiery palm prints.
“Overestimating yourself!” scoffed the white-robed elder as Leo attempted to fight all three at once. However, his expression soon changed. When the ice crystal fist beams collided with the fiery palm prints, the flames on the palm prints were rapidly frozen. Then, with a shattering sound, the fiery palm prints disintegrated.
The ice crystal fist beams continued their trajectory, leaving icy trails in the air as they headed toward the three white-robed figures. The elder’s heart tightened as he and his companions tried to block the beams with their spiritual power. But the beams were more powerful than expected; two of them broke through the defenses of the middle-aged men, striking their chests and sending them flying back over a hundred meters.
Frost began to form on their robes, and even their spiritual power showed signs of stagnation. The elder managed to fend off his beam after retreating several steps in mid-air. This exchange made them realize Leo’s formidable strength.
After repelling them, Leo’s left hand surged with spiritual power, enveloping and then crushing the glowing sphere. The Spirit Scroll containing the Spirit Seal Array appeared in his hand. With a look of satisfaction, Leo stored it in his Storage Sack.
This scene greatly displeased the three white-robed figures. “Bastard! Hand over the Spirit Scroll, or my Eight Extremes Gate will kill you!” the elder threatened angrily. He then flipped his right hand, revealing a red array plate inscribed with fiery patterns. Channeling his spiritual power into it, a massive flame array appeared in mid-air, emitting intense heat.
“Firehorn Rhino, come forth!” The elder suspended the array plate before him and formed hand seals, casting a spell into it. At the center of the flame array, brilliant red light converged.
With a roar that shook mountains, a gigantic rhino emerged from the red light, its body engulfed in blazing flames and its sharp horn pointing skyward. The rhino’s red eyes locked onto Leo as it charged toward him with unstoppable force.
This spectacle drew the attention of many cultivators nearby. Leo’s eyes turned cold as he dashed toward the rhino. “Foolish creature!” sneered the elder as Leo advanced instead of retreating.
In an instant, Leo grabbed the rhino’s horn with his right hand. The Nine-Petal Ice-Soul Lotus in his dantian spun rapidly, unleashing an overwhelming cold force into the rhino’s body. The elder and his companions watched in horror as frost spread from the rhino’s head across its massive body within moments, turning it into an enormous ice sculpture.
With a squeeze of Leo’s hand, the ice sculpture shattered. Simultaneously, cracks appeared on the array plate held by the elder. “How is this possible…?” he muttered in disbelief, fear flickering in his eyes.
Leo’s icy gaze fixed on the elder as he formed a sword gesture with his right hand and pointed at him. A sword beam imbued with terrifying cold energy shot out like lightning, piercing through space toward the elder. The elder retreated hastily, erecting firewalls to block it. However, the sword beam penetrated them all and struck his left shoulder.
The red inner armor on his shoulder absorbed most of the impact but was left covered in frost where it was hit.