Long Live Summons

“There is no need for you to know this, as soon as you become an ice sculpture, you will have an infinite amount of time to think about it, and I can assure you that not a single minute is wasted on sleep, twenty-four hours a day, every second of every day, you are awake.” The silver-haired old man hanging from the ice chains zinged with arcs of electricity, which put a puff of smoke on his skin.

However, the silver-haired old man had a look of enjoyment.

As if it wasn’t pain, but pleasure.

Yue Yang frowned and watched the frost that spread up from his legs. With his hands, he tried to hold Xue Wu Xia and Princess Qian Qian a little higher.

It wouldn’t save the girls from the ice, but it was his wish to be able to slow it down a little.

Xue Wu Xia jade fingers looked through the Book of Truth, intent on finding answers.

Princess Qian Qian, on the other hand, held the Prison Emperor’s divine Sword in her hand as if she was about to launch a thunderbolt at any moment. If she had a target, she would have attacked already, but the current enemy was a sealing power, a law left behind by her predecessor, so there was nothing she could do even if she was holding the divine sword.

“Damn it, this damn power, break it to me!” The snake-haired demon man struggled, and the frost on his body suddenly exploded, splattering debris on the ground.

The snake-haired devil man’s body was now emitting earth-destroying power, shaped like a demon god descending into the world.

He dissipated all the frost from his body one by one.

Another extremely fast transformation of an incomparably gorgeous sub-divine mirror, the ‘Mirror of Pain’, shone its light onto the silver-haired old man. As soon as the silver-haired old man let that Mirror of Pain shine, his body immediately burst into countless wounds and blood splattered on the spot, completely replacing the snake-haired demon man who had suffered the damage from the reversal of the law’s power. The blood, in time to splash to the ground, in mid-air, condensed into ice, and when it fell to the ground, it had already turned into an extremely powerful ice pick ...... stabbed straight into the ground.

There were also some ice picks that, under the intentional guidance of the silver-haired old man, he shot radically at the snake-haired demon man.

Mirror of Pain, then turn.

The ice pick that was shot at him fell to the ground without any power, however, at the same spot on the silver-haired old man’s body, there were strange wounds similar to those that the ice pick pierced through, causing the silver-haired old man to wince in pain.

The snake-haired devil man conjured up another holy weapon, which resembled a flying shuttle or a flying disc.

Jump up and skid up into the sky.

Faster than lightning.

Shooting straight out of the main hall ...... What surprised Yue Yang and Xue Wu Xia and the others was that the snake-haired demon man who seemed to be able to escape, instantly froze up, and even brought that flying disc with him, frozen in the sky, forming an ice sculpture suspended in the air.

Numerous frosts draped over the flying disc, and all parts of the snake-haired demon man were completely frozen except for one head.

No longer able to struggle, he fought and with the last of his strength and will, he shook the Mirror of Pain in his hand, the sub-divine weapon, off from the ice.

“Hahaha, it’s no use, no matter what you do, you’ll never be able to leave the Earth Demon Palace. The power sealed here has never been allowed to enter or leave, no one can make exceptions, not to mention that you drank the wine made with my blood, according to the law, you are my friend, you will have to suffer at least one tenth of my punishment, and this period is forever!” The old silver haired *** laughed more than a little.

“There’s still a way.” The frost filled throat of the snake-haired demon man, suddenly hissed in pain, “You three, if you don’t want to die, do as I say! Hurry up!”

“How?” Yue Yang asked.

“Pick up the Mirror of Pain and transfer all the ice seals on you to me, or to that old devil, you break him with the Excalibur, only if he dies, the seal will be lifted ...... Excalibur can kill him, only the artifact can... ... “The snake-haired demon man spat out a mouthful of blood, but it turned into a stream of ice blood, frost began to climb up his neck and spread to his head, the head full of snake hair, unified fearfully upside down to the sky, but their tails were fixed on the head, no matter how much they tried to escape, they could not escape.

“We can’t use your Mirror of Pain, yours is a sub-divine artifact, it’s too advanced.” Yue Yang stated a fact.

“No need for you, I’ll control it, just pick it up.” The snake-haired demon man could still use his mental power to control the Mirror of Pain, but he no longer had his hands, and his entire body turned into an ice sculpture under the power of the law.

“Does it really work?” The cautious Yue Yang also held a hint of hesitation.

“I don’t know, it’s better than doing nothing.” The snake-haired demon spat out painfully cold air, frost had begun to spread to his cheeks, “I don’t have much time, hurry, hurry!”

The silver-haired old man must be bad, so he hurriedly urged millions of frosts with his feet.

Blast away.

Dense as a star, fast as lightning.

His intention was firstly to speed up the freezing of Snake Hair Demon Man, the strongest opponent; and secondly, to obstruct Yue Yang from picking up the Mirror of Pain, he no longer wanted to try again with that pain replacing reflex just now. For the three, Yue Yang, Xue Wu Xia and Princess Qian Qian, although he valued them, he wouldn’t be as scrupulous as Snake Hair Devil Man, after all, Snake Hair Demon Man was a descendant of the real Four Families Dugu Clan, unlike Yue Yang, an impostor.

Princess Qian Qian wielded the Prison Emperor’s divine sword, slicing through the stormy frost attack with precision.

Yue Yang, supported by the absolutely icy cold negative power of Xue Wu Xia, struggled to move his frost-filled legs, walking step by step towards the Mirror of Pain.

Xue Wu Xia opened the Book of Truth, mental energy to also open the ancient book of the silver-haired old man for an invisible confrontation ...... then Princess Qian Qian’s defense against the frost attack action. Her mental battle is more dangerous, the slightest carelessness to let the enemy successfully sneak attack, she will be lost in a state of mental collapse, and may even become an idiot under the impact of the enemy’s will energy.

“Come on, hurry up!” The snake-haired demon man’s face was starting to freeze, his mouth and nose could no longer exhale white air, and it probably wouldn’t take another minute for him to completely turn into an ice sculpture.

“Quiet.” Yue Yang was walking extremely hard, in fact, without the absolute cold power of Xue Wu Xia, he would not be able to temporarily break free from the frost power seal with his restrained fire energy alone, let alone take a leg forward. Step after step, footprint after footprint, Yue Yang was walking with extreme difficulty, as if each step took all his strength.

Robotic as he was, he moved at a heavy pace.

After a short distance of ten meters was a rift.

Princess Qian Qian protects herself with the Prison Emperor’s divine sword, while Xue Wu Xia secretly confronts Spirit Shock.

With great difficulty, he arrived before the hanging snake-haired demon man ice sculpture, but Yue Yang found that bending over was a problem. His movements were as slow and jerky as rusty machinery ...... At this time, both the silver-haired old man and the snake-haired demon man were in a hurry.

One wants to fight to stop it, the other wants to pick up success.

Of course, because of the sealing power, none of them could directly interfere, everything could only be left to Yue Yang.

Yue Yang extended his right hand, little by little.

Reach for that mirror of pain.