Chapter 1378: Scram

Chapter 1378: Scram

The Seven Sons of Icefrost consisted of Frostwinter, Frostautumn, Frostsummer, Frostspring, Frostice, Frostchill, and Frostwater. They were sworn brothers who had cultivated a technique called the Seven Frost Sword Formation. Working together, they could match even a Saint.

In the Northern Border, they were quite well-known. They resided in Icecross City and always paid attention to all the major news of the world. One such news was the battle at the Heavenly Snow Mountain three months ago. After all, that was a major event that they couldn’t ignore.

That was a battle between a devil and numerous Saints. Several Saints perished while the devil was crippled by Daoist Wudao. Eventually, a powerful ice dragon was awakened from his slumber, alarming numerous people.

Along with that battle, Xiang Shaoyun’s name spread throughout the world. Some said that he had been possessed by a devil. Some claimed that he was born a devil. Many swore that he was already dead.

When Xiang Shaoyun arrived at the city, the Seven Sons of Icefrost found that he was greatly similar to the rumored devil. Their guesses were verified when Xiang Shaoyun admitted to being a devil.

Xiang Shaoyun was freakishly strong, capable of killing even Great Saints. However, they also knew that he had been crippled. Even if he had some trump cards, he shouldn’t be too powerful anymore, which was what gave them the courage to confront him.

Of course, their main goal was to obtain everything he had. They had heard of his blood-soaked robe, which could grant one the combat strength of a God. The robe was an absolute treasure, and they naturally wanted it for themselves. They also wanted the other treasures that Xiang Shaoyun might have as well.

Xiang Shaoyun looked at the seven, smiled, and said, “Eliminate all evil and protect the sanctity of humans. What a nice slogan. As far as I’m concerned, you are the actual devils.”

“Boss, let’s not waste time talking to him. Just finish him off,” said Frostautumn, ranked second among the seven.

“That’s right. Let’s activate our sword formation and slay this devil,” said Frostsummer, ranked third among the seven.

With their aura locked onto Xiang Shaoyun, seven swords were drawn, and seven soul foundations rippled with power to suppress Xiang Shaoyun, preventing any escape. The seven swords stabbed out at the same time, sending seven sword rays piercing toward him. The frost energy of the sword rays created a world of frost as they advanced, attempting to cut Xiang Shaoyun into pieces.

None of the surrounding observers believed that Xiang Shaoyun would be able to escape the formation. The seven swords were incredibly powerful. Even a peak Sovereign would have a hard time surviving this attack, much less a crippled person like Xiang Shaoyun. Little did they know, Xiang Shaoyun only had his astral energy cultivation crippled. He still had his devil cultivation.

However, Xiang Shaoyun wasn’t bothered to use his devilish energy against the Seven Sons. Back in the Imperial Nether Clan’s colosseum, he had experienced fighting with all his energy sealed. He intended to do the same here and defeat his opponents without utilizing any energy.

As someone who had experienced numerous dangers, this sword formation was nothing for Xiang Shaoyun. As he focused on the seven swords, he saw their trajectories clearly. When he started moving, he easily found the weak points among the incoming swords and nimbly avoided the sword rays. He then threw a punch at one of the Seven Sons.

Straight punch.

That was an incredibly ordinary straight punch without any tricks behind it. The punch wasn’t even powered by any energy and carried only pure physical strength with it. However, the physical strength behind the punch was no weaker than the energy of a Saint and could crush mountains.

The punch was incredibly fast. Frostchill, the weakest of the seven, couldn’t even react before the punch slammed into his face and sent him flying and wailing in pain. Meanwhile, six other swords stabbed at Xiang Shaoyun’s back, attempting to poke him full of holes.

However, Xiang Shaoyun’s combat experience was too rich. Coupled with the fact that he was already a Saint, such an attack couldn’t pose any threat to him. He spun around and punched six times, sending out six simple straight punches. All six punches were unstoppable, crushing through the sword rays before striking the six swords, causing all six swords to snap.

Several muffled sounds rang out as six figures were sent flying away, leaving a path of blood in their trajectories. Just like that, the Seven Sons of Icefrost were defeated. Xiang Shaoyun wanted to kill them, but he recalled his master’s words that one would only be a devil if evil was present in one’s heart. If he did not want to be a devil, he had to create less slaughter.

“Scram,” said Xiang Shaoyun.

Frostwinter crawled back on his feet and roared, “Don’t think that you won’t be a devil just because you have spared us! Take my sword!”

He mustered all his strength and gathered all his frost energy into the tip of his sword before stabbing forward. But before he could even complete the stabbing motion, Xiang Shaoyun flickered and reappeared before him. Several fingers wrapped around his throat like the sturdiest of shackles, sending a chill up his spine.

“Devil, release our big brother!” demanded Frostspring.

“Release him, or we will fight you to the death!” demanded Frostwater.

With Frostwinter in his hand, Xiang Shaoyun looked at the six and indifferently said, “You were the ones who had come seeking death. What’s the point of saying all that?”

The six brothers were rendered speechless. True, they were the ones who had come to attack Xiang Shaoyun. What was the point of saying all that?

“Xiang Shaoyun, do not create more slaughter. Release our big brother. We’ll leave immediately,” said Frostautumn.

“Did you forget how I told you all to scram earlier? Your big brother was the one who insisted on killing me. You can’t blame me for killing him in return,” said Xiang Shaoyun. “Of course, I will give him another chance since I’m not a devil. Scram.”

He then tossed Frostwinter toward his six brothers. The six hurriedly stepped forth to catch their big brother. However, the massive force behind Frostwinter’s body sent them all flying far away. It was obvious how much strength Xiang Shaoyun had exerted in his throw.

The surrounding observers were all dumbstruck. They had not imagined that a cripple would still be so strong. However, their surprise was reduced when they recalled that Xiang Shaoyun was someone who had slain even Great Saints before.

The Seven Sons of Icefrost had all been injured. However, they still rejoiced to be alive. They were also surprised that Xiang Shaoyun had actually spared them.

“Big brother, are you fine?” asked Frostwater.

Frostwinter sat up and shook his head. “I’m fine.” He gnashed his teeth and said, “How hateful. For him, we’re nothing at all.”

“That devil is too strong. Did he recover his strength?” asked Frostsummer.

“I doubt so. I can sense that he hadn’t utilized any energy. I can’t sense any astral energy on him either. Perhaps he still has some devilish energy. Maybe that’s why he’s still so strong,” said Frostwinter.

“It doesn’t matter. We only need to expose his identity to the entire city, and he won’t be able to leave,” said Frostice.

“But why did he spare us?” asked Frostspring.