Chapter 5162 — How Could This Be?
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The words had barely left his mouth when walls of ice erupted on every side around Wei Zhao. In the blink of an eye they fused into a cell a meter wide, sealing him inside.
"Oh? Not a bad move." Wei Zhao nodded. In truth, he had felt the fluctuation of true qi the instant the ice cell appeared; if he had gone all out, escaping would not have been difficult. He had simply stayed put on purpose, wanting to test his new ability.
Still, credit where it was due—Bing Wushuang's ice prison formed with astonishing speed. An ordinary cultivator might register what was happening and still lack the speed to escape it, especially while enduring the crushing pressure of the Ruthless Ice Force bearing down at the same time. It was genuinely hard to counter.
"You're really not afraid to die?" Bing Wushuang had already appeared before Wei Zhao. The cell was not unbreakable, but the instant its prisoner broke out, he would inevitably expose an opening—more than enough for Bing Wushuang to kill him.
"Would you actually kill me?" Wei Zhao stood with hands clasped behind his back, making no move to break the ice at all, merely watching the other man with a calm, faint smile.
"A word of advice: the clever ones usually die ugly deaths." A heavy killing intent surged from Bing Wushuang. Dr. Glasses had indeed warned them not to provoke Wei Zhao for the time being—but only once, and without any hint of the deeper reasons. He could follow that instruction in ordinary times, but now Wei Zhao had delivered himself to his door; no one could blame Bing Wushuang for not holding back. At worst, he would take a reprimand from the Center afterward.
"Then by all means." Wei Zhao smiled faintly.
"Die!" The words had barely left Bing Wushuang's mouth when both his hands had already transformed into a pair of indestructible, razor-sharp ice claws, moving with inconceivable speed. A streak of white light flashed through the ice cell—and, without the slightest suspense, through Wei Zhao's body as well.
"Now, shall we begin, Lin Dongfang?" Bing Wushuang did not spare Wei Zhao another glance, turning straight toward Lin Dongfang. As for Wei Zhao, run clean through the chest by his ice claws, he was now certainly dead. And what need was there to look twice at a dead man?
But before he could even take a step, Wei Zhao's voice rang out behind him, utterly unruffled: "Hey, hey—aren't you turning back a little too early to gloat?"
"How can this be?" Bing Wushuang's eyelid twitched. He turned instinctively for a look, and his jaw dropped in shock. Wei Zhao, whom he had clearly run through the chest, stood there wholly intact, not a scratch anywhere on him. Had what he saw before been an illusion?!
Bing Wushuang himself did not notice, but Lin Dongfang, standing off to the side, saw it all clearly. A flicker of surprise crossed his face. "The brat's got some tricks after all. Instant switching between primordial-spirit state and primordial-spirit-body state—and localized switching at that. Master that properly and it's a formidable ability indeed. Looks like these past few months weren't wasted."
Just as Lin Dongfang said, at the instant Bing Wushuang's ice claws touched him, Wei Zhao had switched that portion of his primordial-spirit body into primordial-spirit state. Even run clean through the chest, he took no harm at all. This was the new ability he had been probing and refining lately.
It was, admittedly, only just beginning to take shape. He still could not switch fully between primordial-spirit-body state and primordial-spirit state in an instant; for now he could control only a small portion. But even so it was no small feat—and the shock written across Bing Wushuang's face just now proved it.