My Celestial Ascension Chapter 951: Lily’s Ice

The combatants paused, their gazes unanimously shifting towards Lily as she advanced towards the imposing mist with an unnerving tranquility, as if embarking on a leisurely promenade.

"W-What is she doing?!"

"Is she intending to enter the mist?! That would be a swift end!"

"How could she be so reckless, walking directly into enemy territory? Has she lost her senses?!"

"S-Someone intervene before it's too late...!"

A collective gasp rippled through the assembled warriors, their disbelief evident as they witnessed someone boldly stride into the ominous mist.

The majority felt a tremor of fear just approaching the dark miasma, let alone stepping within its depths. Yet, Lily pressed onward, her expression one of serene composure.

The undead surged forward, not in single file, but in a terrifying horde of thousands, assaulting her as she advanced.

However, prior to any of the undead managing to lay a touch on her, they abruptly ceased their motion—transforming into ice sculptures with instantaneous finality.

The undead perceived no threat before their forms were entomled in ice; resistance was futile, so swift was the transformation.

They lacked the very moment to react before their bodies became rigidly frozen, encased in an impenetrable sheath of ice that materialized without warning.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Whoosh!

In the subsequent instant, delicate fracturing sounds permeated the atmosphere, followed by the shattering of the encased undead into countless fragments, a spectacle unfolding in the blink of an eye.

It was not a singular eruption, but a relentless cascade of shattering explosions that left all observers utterly astounded.

The warriors, including the three kings and Emperor Rhex, found their perceptions challenged, as if witnessing a force that transcended their understanding.

"Just what power is this...?" Queen Lilith murmured, her voice barely a whisper, her gaze sharp yet clouded with profound disbelief.

She remained utterly captivated by the display of Lily's might; an icy aura, palpable even from afar, radiated from the sorceress.

King Vargan, swallowing hard, inquired, "Such formidable power... who is this individual?"

"She is the elder sister of that young man, Yuan... His entire lineage appears to possess such extraordinary capabilities." King Evander responded, his tone measured, striving to maintain an air of calm.

"Yuan's sister?! Then how potent must the mother be?!" King Vargan exclaimed, his eyes wide with astonishment.

"Observe the woman with the dual-colored hair... notice her confident command over the surroundings. She is Yuan’s mother... and she is truly formidable." King Evander stated, directing their attention towards Anna Grace with a resolute expression.

King Vargan and Queen Lilith followed his pointed gaze, their eyes landing on Anna Grace, who was issuing directives while simultaneously decimating the undead.

The manner in which she wielded her sword enthralled both King Vargan and Queen Lilith; her blade moved with such incredible velocity and accuracy that it was virtually imperceptible.

Indeed, her movements across the battlefield, felling the undead, were a sight of captivating elegance, her actions as fluid and graceful as flowing water.

This vision rendered many speechless, until the guttural roars of the encroaching undead jolted them back to the harsh reality of the ongoing conflict.

Lily gazed intently at the colossal black mist before her; despite its intimidating presence, her demeanor remained undisturbed and collected.

Her fingers contracted around the grip of her sword, and a chilling aura began to emanate from the exquisitely crafted azure blade, her eyes flashing momentarily.

The surrounding atmosphere instantly turned frigid, encasing all nearby objects in a thick layer of ice as she channeled her Qi through her being and into her weapon.

"Frozen Moon Blade...!" Lily whispered, her voice low, as she uttered the incantation for her formidable technique.

Her sword abruptly unleashed a dazzling radiance, causing the ambient temperature across the entire battlefield to plummet precipitously.

All present could sense the intense cold permeating the air as Lily prepared her devastating skill, and for a fleeting instant, every heartbeat seemed to falter under this unnatural phenomenon.

"Now, try to conceal yourselves..." Lily softly uttered, a chilling smile gracing her lips, before unleashing her assault directly towards the dark mist concealing the enemy.

Whoosh! Swish!

A potent arc of concentrated frigid energy sliced through the expanse, striking directly into the towering dark mist where the undead lurked.

As the attack progressed, it left a wake of ice, freezing everything within its path and inflicting immense devastation upon the undead legions.

Tens of thousands of the undead were instantly encased in ice, each one rendered immobile within an impenetrable layer of frost.

The destructive wave carved a direct conduit, freezing all in its trajectory before impacting its ultimate destination.

Booooommm!!!

A colossal eruption of frigid air and icy essence reverberated across the entire battlefield, accompanied by a violent blast of freezing wind that caused the warriors to shiver uncontrollably.

As the arc of frigid energy struck its mark and erupted within the gloom, the lingering mist began to recede, exposing the concealed undead.

Lily’s assault dragged the hidden legion of the undead into the stark light—tens of thousands materialized before the assembled onlookers, their sheer multitude a staggering revelation.

Yet, a significant portion of these reanimated horrors were immobilized, encased in formidable layers of ice that stubbornly resisted any attempt at breakage.

The spectacle rendered everyone speechless, their gazes fixed upon the area where the oppressive dark mist had vanished, now completely unveiling the concealed army.

High above the tumultuous battlefield, a colossal undead entity was observed in flight, its very presence instilling a profound sense of dread in all who beheld it.

Even the most valiant combatants found their bodies betraying them with tremors, unable to suppress their fear upon witnessing this monstrous apparition.

The creature was unequivocally an undead dragon, a terrifying perversion of existence—a being that simply should not manifest in this realm; an utter blasphemy.

"W-What in the blazes is that?!"

"S-So many undead were ensconced within the mist...!"

"L-Look at them... they're gargantuan! And they lack heads entirely!!!"

"C-Can we possibly contend against such a foe?!"

The warriors of the allied forces murmured in stunned disbelief, their limbs weakening, their hearts hammering erratically against their ribs, and a cold sweat drenching their backs as they confronted the ghastly tableau.

Tens of thousands of undead remained impervious to Lily’s icy onslaught, and with the dark mist's dissolution, they now advanced in unison.

Those with less fortitude began a fearful retreat, stumbling backward, while countless others remained rooted to the spot, paralyzed by the sheer impossibility of the sight before them.

Deep within their core, even the most courageous among them felt a fear previously unknown to their souls.

ROOAAAARRRRRR!!!

Abruptly, a deafening and horrifying roar reverberated across the expanse, causing the very earth to tremble and compelling numerous individuals to their knees.

The sound was not of this world, a dreadful ululation that planted a primitive, bone-chilling fear within the very hearts of the allied forces.

They were involuntarily brought to their knees, the sheer sonic force rendering upright posture and continued combat an impossibility.

Many commenced bleeding from their ears as the soundwave assailed them, with some tragically suffering ruptured eardrums.

Meanwhile, Lily stood composed, a cool smile gracing her lips, having conjured a protective sheath of Qi around her ears, completely nullifying the terrifying roar’s impact.

"Oops… it appears I’ve provoked the Undead King…" A subtle yet triumphant smirk played on her otherwise impassive features.

Her gaze gradually ascended, fixing upon the immense undead dragon suspended hundreds of meters above the chaos.

"Well, allow me to present you with a small surprise…"

Snap! With those words, she snapped her fingers, the sharp sound echoing across the battlefield, initiating a cascade of cracking within the ice.

Crack! Crack!

The fissures propagated with astonishing speed across the frozen undead, snaking through the ice as if it were dry tinder.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In rapid succession, each undead combatant trapped within the dense ice detonated into a myriad of infinitesimally small fragments, so minuscule they were nearly imperceptible to the naked eye.

A chain reaction of detonations swept through the frozen ranks, and one by one, every single one disintegrated, erased from existence entirely.

Every undead being entombed within Lily’s impenetrable ice was reduced to dust, utterly annihilated, and banished from existence permanently.

The ice, imbued with a profound cold, had rendered their very bones brittle, causing them to shatter with effortless ease.

"What in the nine hells did I just witness?!" a warrior stammered, utterly bewildered, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Naturally, he was far from alone in his bewilderment; countless others shared his stunned state.

Speechless and profoundly shocked, they simply could not reconcile the magnitude of what had transpired.

A solitary young woman had single-handedly annihilated tens of thousands of undead with a solitary action. It transcended mere amazement; it was fundamentally unbelievable to them.

Amidst the swirling chaos, Lily remained at the epicenter, a smug grin affixed to her face as her eyes remained locked onto the colossal undead dragon circling ominously overhead.

More precisely, her focus was drawn to the figure ensconced upon the undead dragon, radiating an aura of dominance as it surveyed the battlefield below.

This enigmatic entity was none other than the sovereign of the undead—the Undead King himself.

Regrettably, owing to the extreme altitude, the allied forces were incapable of perceiving or sensing his presence, as it was entirely obscured by the overwhelming aura emanating from the undead dragon.

'From whence did this woman emerge? She is dismantling the grand design I have meticulously nurtured over centuries…' The Undead King’s gaze narrowed as he fixed upon Lily.

He could distinctly perceive it—the formidable power radiating from Lily, the palpable aura she exuded.

'She poses a profound threat… eliminating her must be my immediate priority… lest my entire endeavor be irrevocably undone.'