Chapter 766: Chapter 396: Ancient Level, Ninth Head, Compromise and Restart (Part 2) In the vast misty space, all living creatures lay prostrate, with snowflakes the size of fists falling from the sky. Benny’s lips trembled as he slowly put down the pen and paper he’d been recording with, unable to describe the excitement in his heart. He was fortunate to be an participant and witness to all this. He personally led a powerful ancient bloodline to successfully advance to the ancient level bloodline. Although it currently only contains a trace of ancient aura, the ninth head of the multi-headed snake has already emerged, and the seed of the ancient level has been planted. With the Holy Blood Tree present, the bloodline of this ice frost nine-headed snake will sooner or later truly transform into an ancient level bloodline. Having nearly exhausted all its strength, even the Element Pool was mostly drained, the Holy Blood Tree weakly swayed its branches, also feeling joyful for Ronan’s successful bloodline transformation. As everyone worshiped under the initial display of ancient dominance, a void silently split open above the misty space. Two blood-colored eyes instantaneously became the new sun above the misty sky. A massive snake head, deep blue like an ancient glacier, silently poked in from the crack, opened its giant mouth, and without anyone reacting, bit down hard on Ronan’s shoulder with a “crunch”. Countless deep blue bolts of thunder descended from the void crack, and thick cold air instantly froze most of the misty space. The vast lake water turned completely into ice, countless flowers and grass withered in an instant, each speck of dust and grass spirit didn’t have time to let out a scream before being directly frozen to death under the terrifying cold that poured down instantly…. The climate of the misty space had always been temperate and spring-like, yet at this moment, it felt as if it had plunged directly into eternal winter. Benny’s pupils contracted, his magic robe billowed out, instantly wrapping around Ariety and Dudor the Third, retreating backward. Huge swathes of land churned along the way, only to immediately become frozen, Benny heard the lament of the Holy Blood Tree. Only when he retreated to the very edge of the misty space did he stop, barely escaping the pursuit of the cold air. Terrified, Benny raised his head suddenly to look ahead. He only saw that the void crack above the misty space had expanded further, eight incomparably enormous, ferocious snake heads squeezed in from the crack, with sixteen blood suns hung in the sky, almost rendering the entire misty space into a blood-red hue, but without a hint of warmth, only chilling bone-deep coldness that penetrated the soul. Next to the completely frozen Holy Blood Tree, a thick and nearly impenetrable black frost mist arose, within it Ronan’s emotionless icy growl sounded. The suddenly descending eight-headed giant serpent began to swim silently, engaging in the most primitive and savage battle with the giant snake’s phantom underneath, which had barely sprouted its ninth head! A dreadful cold wave erupted, pervading the void with ancient veins of dark blue near black. Huge ice frost tornadoes rose within the misty space, wreaking havoc wildly on the frozen ground.. Benny clenched his teeth, though he remained the farthest from the battlefield, his hair, beard, and robes were all covered with frost and snow, and his blood seemed to be frozen as well. His strength was merely Intermediate Level 2, in this level of battle, he scarcely differed from ants on the ground. Fınd the newest release on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝓷𝓮𝓽 Benny strained to keep his eyes wide open, both sides of his eyes had frozen and cracked from the cold, but not a drop of fresh blood flowed out. He could only vaguely see a real and a phantom snake shadow intertwining, biting, fighting.. He couldn’t find Ronan, he could only hear the rampaging wind and snow, and the sound of the entire misty space slowly cracking and collapsing. Waves of frost swept across the misty ground, brushing past Benny’s body. Benny’s consciousness gradually sank, like a stone completely frozen, bit by bit falling to the bottom of the ice lake. He tightly held Dudor the Third in his arms, uttering barely audible murmurs. When Benny’s consciousness was at its most blurred, he faintly seemed to hear Ronan speaking calmly. All wind and snow seemed to calm down with it. Benny gradually awakened in an embrace of warm humidity, something seemed to be licking his cheek, bringing a cool touch. He suddenly sat up, abruptly waking from the endless icy nightmare. After waking up, he found himself lying on a dry, yellow grassland, with Fiona’s ice coffin quietly placed by his side, surrounded by a Constant Temperature Array, mysterious green light wrapped around him, continuously permeating into his body. Dudor the Third was looking at him with small black eyes, it was evidently this fellow who was just licking his cheek. Benny heard Ariety crying, her sobs in the surrounding scene where ice frost covered everything, life was extinct, and destitution prevailed, sounded so sorrowful. “If you didn’t wake up soon… I would have considered burying you with Fiona underneath the Holy Blood Tree.. Ha.. cough cough cough..” A familiar voice rang beside his ear. Benny turned his head, and when he clearly saw the speaker’s appearance, his gaze immediately froze. —The youth, covered in bruises, casually sat cross-legged not far from him. His bare upper body was covered with shocking wounds as if strips of flesh had been gouged out. The fresh blood had been frozen by the cold air into icy dregs, dyeing his loose white hair red. He smiled at Benny with a pale face, most of his body leaning against a broken and collapsed Holy Blood Tree, leaving only half the trunk. Behind him was a turbid lake covered with shattered floating ice, and the dried-up, cracked Element Pool. Benny’s lips moved, wanting to call out the youth’s name. But in the next moment, the bruised youth had already supported himself and stood up from the ground. His smile vanished, his gaze was calmer than pure coldness, almost fearful. He gently stroked the nearly dying Holy Blood Tree, speaking each word as if saying to Benny, or perhaps to himself. “I should’ve realized it wouldn’t let me go so easily..” “Actually, I wouldn’t have lost so badly, but I chose the wrong battlefield.” “It lives up to its snake name, using you all, everything here to threaten me, I could only compromise…” “Since it wants this bloodline so badly, I’ll give it to it.” The youth raised his hand, gently cut open his palm, vivid red blood flowed freely from the center, dripping bit by bit onto the frozen dead land below his feet. “I’ll make it spit it all out with interest.” A vast aura exploded from the youth’s body, blowing his scattered blood-stained hair high. The wounds on the youth’s body gradually healed, blood flesh refolding. At that moment, Benny vaguely felt as if he saw that determined boy once more, standing at the entrance of No. 131 Tongding Street. The two figures, spanning time and space, overlapped at this moment.