âHahaha! As expected, youâre still here! You wonât be escaping this time!â
Julian was lightning fast, since the ice layers no longer had the blessing of the Ice Mother Chaos, they
were more fragile than the underground layer of earth. A dozen flying swords could tear the defense
apart easily.
Edgar secretly called Ancestor Bodhi, âHurry up. Send me back to the original world.â
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Ancestor Bodhi poked his head out. After looking at Julian who was 110 yards away from him, he
touched his bald head. âNo way. Didnât I tell you before? The Ancestral Bodhi Tree is undergoing
detoxification at this critical juncture and must not be disturbed. Hence, you can only go through this
tribulation on your own.â
âDarn it!â
Edgar was about to curse him. Only then did he recall the detoxification. More importantly, he had no
idea how long the the Ancestral Bodhi Tree would take to heal and detoxify.
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Wouldnât he be trapped here for a few years if the process was not completed by then?
Noâ¦
âAncestor Bodhi, at most a hundred breathsâ time is left in this world. After that, it will collapse and
everything inside will turn into nothingness. Youâll have to think of a way to get me out, no matter what.â
Upon hearing that, Ancestor Bodhi fell silent for a few seconds.
What he had told Edgar was just an excuse. If he wanted to send Edgar away, he could do it right now.
However, he knew he still had to execute the plan with integrity as he remembered Shellyâs words.
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âIndeed. It seems the entire worldâs collapse is a life or death matter. Technically, I can lend him a
hand.â
At that thought, Ancestor Bodhi responded as he said, âAlright. A hundred breathsâ time, right? It
appears I can only take a chance since it is such a crucial moment. Give me the time of a hundred
breaths, and Iâll secretly try to divert the Ancestral Bodhi Treeâs attention to deal with this matter of
yours.â
âIt is not about if you can do, but you must be able to. Otherwise, I will die here and you guys will be
equally done for,â Edgar said.
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As he spoke, Julian had already attacked him impatiently. Forming some kind of awesome sword
formation, a dozen flying swords rushed over from behind like a flower of flame.
âIcebound Force Field!â Edgar shouted into himself. Endless energy with ice attributes gushed out of his
body, forming an icebound barrier behind him.
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âHmph! The same move is useless to me!â
Julianâs face darkened. Without a second thought, he directly spun the flying swords to cut and
bombard the force field.
Clank! Clank! Clank!
As ice shards blew everywhere, the flying swords left sword marks on the icy blue barrier, boring out a
hole as huge as a bucket on it right there and then.
Edgar was shocked and slightly discouraged⦠Before this, Julian could not even leave a dent the ice
barrier on the Ice Mother Chaosâ periphery. Now, it was cut open easily although heâd devoured so
much Ice Mother Chaos and his Great Icebound Spell had strengthened by countless levels.
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Nonetheless, he did not know Julianâs current mood. He was in a worse mood than Edgar.
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He had unleashed all methods as a half-stepped Immortal and had attacked the force field with a
dozen flying swords. Nonetheless, he only managed to cut the ice barrier a little. Judging by how things
were turning out, he would definitely lose him. Even if he still had the two grandsons on the periphery,
they probably could not stop him.
âNo. I must never let him escape.â
Roar!
Julian roared before punching himself in the heart. He was desperate, punching himself repeatedly till
he spat out a mouthful of blood essence.
Bleurgh!
The large mouthful of his heart blood essence splattered on his weapon.
The next second, his dozen flying swords simultaneously emitted bloody sword light. Dozens of yards
long and going underground a dozen miles, they unleashed their fiercest slash, like otherworldly lights,
on the ice barrier.
When Edgar saw the scene, he scolded, âJulian Fourcade, you old fart. Do you think you can break
through my ice barrier by spitting a mouthful of blood? Fine. Letâs see how much blood you can spit.â
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