Meng Qian, along with the three Elders of the Ice Sect, retreated swiftly.

Meanwhile, the ice on Wang Yan shattered completely.

Clang!

The sound of the blade's vibration echoed, transforming into countless Blade Auras that spread in all directions.

On the faces of Meng Qian and the three Elders of the Ice Sect, expressions once again changed.

In the first moment of unsealing, Wang Yan did not think about attacking them, but instead launched an indiscriminate attack in all directions.

If he attacked them, they would just need to avoid this move.

If he attacked indiscriminately in all directions, then Meng Qian and the three Elders of the Ice Sect would have to block these attacks directly to prevent the other Ice Sect disciples, who were still fighting, from getting injured.

It must be said, Wang Yan's ability to ascend to the Unity Realm Stage indicates he has a considerable degree of cunning.

"Block that attack!"

Meng Qian shouted sternly.

In fact, Meng Qian didn't even need to speak; the other three elders of the Ice Sect began moving in all directions at that moment.

Four people, four directions.

The frost shields formed, enveloping the surroundings instantly.

The Blade Auras collided with these frost shields.

The frost shields trembled violently.

As the frost shields shook, the expressions on their faces became even more pallid.

Although the shields did not shatter.

A significant portion of the Blade Auras' power actually struck their bodies directly.

"Cough, cough."

One of the First Grade Peak Cultivator Elders coughed violently, blood appearing at the corners of the mouth.

The person flew backwards.

The frost shield shattered.

Despite that particular Blade Aura being fully blocked by the elder, the elder also suffered severe injuries.

The next second.

Another elder flew back after fully blocking Wang Yan's Blade Auras.

Meng Qian blocked all the Blade Auras, with the elder beside her not flying away but looking pale. Judging by the elder's visage, the elder also suffered significant injuries.

"You three, go heal for a while, otherwise choosing to fight him again wouldn't yield any advantages."

"Moreover, with your injuries already being severe, if you continue fighting together, you'd be more likely to sustain critical injuries, leading to life-threatening issues at that time."

Meng Qian spoke calmly.

"Hmm."

The three First Grade Peak cultivators sat elsewhere, beginning to meditate.

The three First Grade Peak cultivators, although injured, could still resist an attack if someone attempted to assault them collectively.

With one strike, Wang Yan significantly reduced the number of his opponents, with Meng Qian left alone, feeling much better, he smiled at Meng Qian, and spoke to her:

"Elder Meng, you asked the other three to rest; do you really think you can fight me alone?"

Wang Yan squinted: "Are you underestimating me?"

"You should know that I'm at the Unity Realm Stage, while you're merely at the Semi-Step Convergence."

Holding the Frost Sword, dressed in white, Meng Qian stood amidst the northern snowstorm, coldly eyeing Wang Yan, her voice icy:

"How about you wait for those three elders to rest, and we four will fight you together then?"

Meng Qian didn't really want to engage in conversation with Wang Yan, but given the lack of power balance, it was crucial to stall for time.

If talking with Wang Yan could buy some time, then she saw no harm in it.

Wang Yan eyed Meng Qian with a mix of allure and shrewdness in his gaze: "Elder Meng, are you trying to delay time?"

"Do you think I'd give you that chance?"

With that said, Wang Yan flashed and appeared beside Meng Qian.

A blade descended from above Meng Qian's head.

The cold gleam was piercing!

The temperature around Meng Qian dropped drastically within an instant, as if falling into an ice cave.

"I know better than you that our Cold Sect needs to seize the time gap; there's no room for delay! If letting you drag time here, once Wang Ye returns, should Wang Ye succeed, it'd spell irreparable disaster for our entire Cold Sect."

"So..."

Wang Yan's form expanded dramatically, overseeing Meng Qian from above, his blade hovered in the air—Wang Yan's weapon.

The blade descended.

Aimed at Meng Qian's head.

Despite the extensive time, not resolving these guys from the Ice Sect already instilled a sense of unease within Wang Yan.

Thus, Wang Yan was not going to leave anyone the opportunity to delay time.

Next, he aimed to resolve everyone from the Ice Sect.

Meng Qian, feeling the immense pressure from Wang Yan's descending blade, did not give up resistance. The Frost Sword appeared above her head, rapidly expanding, clashing with the blade.

Wang Yan's enormous figure.

Meng Qian was dozens of times smaller than Wang Yan.

A blade.

Fiercely aggressive.

The cold gleam was piercing.

A sword, wielding the spirit of frost, spinning snowflakes, enveloped all surrounding frost spirits onto the Frost Sword, blocking the blade.

"Meng Qian, as a being at the Semi-Step Convergence, being able to fight me until now already showcases your considerable ability, but after so long, it's time to die!"

Wang Yan's voice was malicious.

With one hand pressing down.

The large blade's power increased by another three points.

The enormous pressure sent Meng Qian, who was in mid-air, crashing directly to the ground.

Meng Qian hit the ground hard, but the Frost Sword was still under her control, resisting the blade, though her clothes continued to shatter, revealing the armor underneath.

Meng Qian glanced towards Wei City.

Her eyes were a bit forlorn.

It seemed like she could not wait any longer.

A self-mocking smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She wasn't waiting for Wang Ye.

But rather for, Wang Ye's master...

Wang Yifeng.

Though she knew that even if Wang Ye came, it might not help much, she still wanted to wait.

Because if Wang Ye came, then Wang Yifeng would too.

Facing a confrontation with Unity Realm Stage Wang Yan at the Semi-Step Convergence, she wasn't Wang Yan's opponent.

But if before dying, she could see Wang Yifeng once, that would suffice for her.

"However... if before dying, letting all of the world's cultivators know I am the woman by your side, I would already be... very happy."

Meng Qian smiled a bit.

Blood continuously welled up in Meng Qian's throat, only to be swallowed back down by her.

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