The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 812: You Rong, We Are Not Enemies

Chapter 812: Chapter 812: You Rong, We Are Not Enemies

Just these simple icicles were unable to inflict any harm on Ning Fan.

Seeing this, Xu Yourong’s brow furrowed, and she waved her right hand again.

Bang bang bang!

The icicles in the sky suddenly paused, then flew upwards, colliding with each other, turning into a sky full of ice shards.

These ice shards did not scatter but instead gathered together and eventually condensed into a massive Ice Giant.

"This..."

Su Qingcheng was taken aback; she had not at all anticipated that Xu Yourong could execute such a move.

"Go."

Xu Yourong waved her right hand, and the Ice Giant took big strides forward, throwing a punch at Ning Fan.

Bang bang bang!

The dull sounds rang out as Ning Fan crossed his arms in front of him, fending off the Ice Giant’s assault.

He wanted to move quickly, to defeat Xu Yourong and then help her with her treatment, but with his own injuries, he was unable to unleash his full strength.

If he exerted his full power, it would be hard for him to control his force; if he accidentally injured Xu Yourong, that would be troublesome.

Xu Yourong would certainly become even more wary of him, and he could forget about any opportunity to treat her.

With no choice left, Ning Fan had to opt for forced defense.

"Mortal, you are very strong."

Although Xu Yourong said so, a hint of astonishment flickered in her eyes.

For some reason, she always felt as if a subconscious voice was telling her not to continue fighting with Ning Fan.

Ridiculous, this guy is just a mortal, why couldn’t she attack him?

"Yourong, come back to your senses!" Su Qingcheng shouted desperately, "He is not your enemy!"

"He was about to attack this deity, and you still say he is not an enemy?"

Xu Yourong suppressed the subconscious voice in her heart and forcibly controlled herself to continue her attack.

"Since you can block the Ice Giant, let’s see if you can withstand this move!"

She brought her hands together, and a pale blue Divine Power burst forth from her body.

Immediately after, the temperature around plummeted, and the air filled with wisps and strands of ice crystals.

This scene caused Ning Fan’s pupils to constrict sharply.

It was absolute zero!

The divine spell once cast by the Ice and Snow Goddess!

Before Ning Fan could react, layers of ice crystals instantly covered his body, freezing him solid!

After executing this move, Xu Yourong also looked quite pale.

Even though this was the summit of Mount Everest, a realm of ice and snow, which was conducive to unleashing her power,

she had only just taken over the Divine Power of the Ice and Snow Goddess. The divine spells that the Ice and Snow Goddess used to perform effortlessly were freshly acquired powers for her.

Unleashing them fully was also a considerable strain on her, and they were weaker than when the Ice and Snow Goddess had employed them.

Ning Fan was encased in the ice crystals, looking like a sculpture carved out of ice.

Crack!

But then, a crack appeared on the ice sculpture, and more cracks spread across its surface until they covered the entire sculpture.

Boom!

The next instant, countless ice shards exploded, and Ning Fan successfully broke out of the ice.

But his expression was also rather grim. Already injured, absolute zero was not an easy divine spell to withstand.

After forcibly breaking free, he had sustained serious internal injuries.

Shivering uncontrollably, Su Qingcheng stood by his side, her body covered in frost, her vision turning dark.

Her cultivation was merely at the Qi Refinement Realm, and the power of a divine spell like absolute zero was terrifying.

Even though it was meant for Ning Fan, just being next to him almost led to her suffering severe injuries!

"Yourong, we are not enemies... I have not attacked you from the beginning, can’t you see that?"

Ning Fan didn’t care to continue fighting and placed his hand on Su Qingcheng’s shoulders as streams of Spiritual Power poured into her body.

With the influx of Spiritual Power, the frost on Su Qingcheng’s body gradually melted, turning into droplets that fell to the ground.

"Yourong... we mean no harm..."

Su Qingcheng was already drenched, and the cold wind that swept by stole her body heat, causing her to tremble incessantly.

But still, her lips quivering, she looked mournfully at Xu Yourong.

Seeing the injured pair, Xu Yourong’s expression shifted slightly, and she instinctively covered her chest.

"Why... why is this happening?"

She could distinctly feel that her heart had just twitched a little.

It was a feeling of heartache.

Odd, she was a deity.

Why would she feel sad and in pain over the injury of a mortal... no, why would she even have such emotions?

Deities should not be subject to these inexplicable emotions!

"You guys..."

Xu Yourong halted her attack, dispersing the chill in the surroundings, intending to ask what was going on.

Boom!

Just then, a surge of blood-red Divine Power descended suddenly from the sky, enveloping Xu Yourong within it.

Following that, wild laughter echoed across the summit of Mount Everest.

"Hahaha, the time has finally come, making all the time I spent tracking you worthwhile!"

A strange man descended from above, surrounded by blood-red power.

On either side of him were two expressionless men, emanating an inexplicable power.

"Are you... the Witch God?!"

Although Ning Fan didn’t recognize the man, he could sense a familiar aura from the power surging around him.