The moment Mu Chen was swept into the spatial storm, terrifyingly extreme Ice and Wood Attribute Elemental Power surged unconsciously from within him. In an instant, it swept through the core of the storm, stabilizing everyone who had been thrown off balance!
Little did they know, Mu Chen’s subconscious act sent a shockwave through the teams from the other Empires. Shi Mu Hua and Long Xiaotian’s eyes flew wide open, and they stared at Mu Chen as if they had just discovered a monster.
And Mu Chen’s appearance had indeed changed. His ice-blue hair, once held by a ribbon, now flew about wildly, revealing a fair forehead. Upon that forehead, an arcane and bizarre silver mark had materialized. Above this silver mark, two small, exquisite crystals—one blue, one cyan—shimmered with an iridescent glow. With just a single glance, both of them sensed an aura of incredibly pure elemental power emanating from the two crystals.
’That’s... an Ice Wood Attribute?! What’s going on! Isn’t Mu Chen supposed to have Ice and Fire Attributes?!’
For a split second, Long Xiaotian wanted to let out a furious roar, but there wasn’t a moment for another thought. The violent spatial storm instantly shattered the platform, sweeping everyone into a Spatial Rift and whisking them away.
Within the domain of Holy Tomb Mountain lay a vast forest spanning tens of thousands of miles, perpetually shrouded in a dense fog. From a distance, nothing could be seen but the mist, which is why the place was called the Mist Forest. Just a moment ago, however, countless spatial fluctuations had rippled through the woods, abruptly disturbing the once-peaceful forest with a stir of activity.
Just as these spatial fluctuations stabilized, the clarion call of a horn suddenly echoed from the exit of the Mist Forest. The sound wasn’t the thick, bloodthirsty call of a battlefield horn; on the contrary, it had an almost ethereal quality. But those in the know understood that this horn’s purpose was not for admiration. It signaled that... a large-scale battle was about to erupt.
RUSTLE...
Deep within a corner of the Mist Forest, a figure in white gradually emerged from the mist. Peering through the haze, one would first see a pair of piercing eyes that shone with an azure glow. Two marks resembling Ice Crystal Petals rotated slowly within them, seemingly capable of perceiving everything in the surroundings.
As he slowly drew closer, his face was finally revealed. Who else could it be but Mu Chen? Yet, as he took in the dense fog and lush trees of the forest, a peculiar smile touched his lips.
"I have to wonder if the person who designed this trial is a relative of mine."
Mu Chen touched his nose and muttered to himself. After a quick scan of his surroundings, he sighed, realizing he was the only one who had come out of the Spatial Rift.
’This Mist Forest is no challenge for me at all, but Little Tiger and the others...’
The thought of Little Tiger, Mu Bingling, and the others made his heart clench. He possessed the Ice Extreme Demon Pupils, so this mist was basically useless against him. Once he activated his Pupil Technique, the entire forest would be laid bare before his eyes. But what about Little Tiger and the others? They didn’t have that advantage. With visibility of only thirty meters—or even less—can they possibly fend off the so-called Basic Level members of the Holy Tomb Mountain’s Outer Mountain?
"Xiao Chenzi, it seems you’ve run into trouble again."
Just as Mu Chen was wrestling with his worries, the Profound Old Ghost’s voice rang out in his mind. Mu Chen sighed in response. "I’m sure you already know, Master."
The Profound Old Ghost chuckled, materializing beside Mu Chen with a flicker of distorted space. He glanced at the lush, wooded surroundings and said, "Xiao Chenzi, it seems you still don’t fully understand the true potential of the Extreme Wood Attribute."