Myth Beyond Heaven Chapter 2086 Battle On The Bridge (1)

Chapter 2086 Battle On The Bridge (1)

Yun Qianxue squared her shoulders, the icy blue of her eyes hardening with determination as she faced the tiger. With a flick of her wrist, a shimmering gauntlet materialized on her arm, the metal imbued with frost that shimmered faintly.

She raised her other hand, and a longsword crafted from pure ice materialized in her grip, its edges crackling with a faint electrical current. It was none other than the Misty Cloud Divine Sword.

Roar!

As Yun Qianxue stepped onto the bridge, the tiger let out a thunderous roar. The sound echoed across the bridge and sent shivers down the spines of the onlookers.

The tiger crouched low, its muscles bunching, and with a powerful leap, propelled itself towards Yun Qianxue.

Yun Qianxue didn’t flinch. She met the charge head-on, her form a blur of motion as she utilized the Law of Wind to enhance her agility. Her long white hair fluttered in the air like a thread of snow.

BOOM!

The tiger’s massive paw swiped through the air where she had just been, leaving a deep gouge in the bridge’s surface.

Yun Qianxue reappeared behind the beast, her ice sword flashing as she slashed at its flank. The blade met fur, but instead of tearing through, a shower of sparks erupted as the ice clashed with the tiger’s lightning-infused fur.

“Roar!” The beast yelped in surprise, momentarily stunned by the unexpected attack.

Seizing the opportunity, Yun Qianxue unleashed the Law of Ice. With a wave of her hand, a wave of frigid air surged outwards, coating the tiger in a layer of frost.

“ROARRR!!” The beast roared in frustration, thrashing about as it tried to break free from the icy shackles.

Yun Qianxue wasn’t finished yet. She channeled the Law of Wind once more, conjuring a miniature tornado that swirled around the tiger, pelting it with hailstones the size of fists.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The combined assault of wind and ice chipped away at the beast’s defenses, its roars turning into pained whines.

The crowd watched in awe as Yun Qianxue battled the seemingly invincible god-level beast. Her movements were a dance of lethal grace, her control over the elements precise and devastating.

“What a powerful woman.” Someone among the crowd couldn’t help but praise.

Tang Wei stared at Yun Qianxue with his mouth open wide. He thought that Han Bingling was already strong, Yun Qianxue was even more stronger.

“Roar!” The tiger, weakened and frustrated, unleashed a torrent of lightning from its mouth.

Yun Qianxue raised her gauntlet, the metal absorbing the brunt of the attack. Smoke rose from the gauntlet as it channeled the lightning harmlessly away.

Rumble—

With one final, decisive strike, Yun Qianxue summoned a swirling vortex of ice and wind directly above the tiger. The vortex descended with incredible force, engulfing the beast completely.

A deafening silence followed, broken only by the crackling of ice and the faint hum of wind.

Slowly, the vortex dissipated, revealing a defeated tiger, its body encased in a thick layer of ice. It could only whimper weakly, its divine aura extinguished.

Yun Qianxue deactivated her gauntlet and sword, letting them dissipate into wisps of frost. She stood tall, the embodiment of a winter goddess, her chest heaving slightly from the exertion.

“Wow!”

The crowd erupted in thunderous applause. They had witnessed a breathtaking display of power, a battle between two gods.

Yun Qianxue had not only secured their passage across the bridge but had also established herself as a formidable force to be reckoned with.

However, the victory was short-lived.

Rumble—

Suddenly, a tremor shook the bridge, causing the onlookers to lose their footing. A deep growl echoed from the far end of the bridge, sending a wave of primal fear rolling through the crowd.

Yun Qianxue, ever vigilant, turned her gaze towards the source of the sound.

There, emerging from the swirling mists that shrouded the bridge’s end, was another figure. This one, however, bore an even more imposing presence than the defeated tiger. It was a colossal black panther, its sleek fur rippling with an otherworldly darkness. Two glowing red eyes burned with an intensity that seemed to pierce through the very fabric of reality.

Unlike the tiger, which resembled a powerful, albeit legendary, creature, this panther radiated an aura of pure, unadulterated menace. It exuded an oppressive energy that spoke of ancient power and boundless cruelty.

A single glance confirmed Yun Qianxue’s suspicions – this was no mere beast, but a middle-god-level beast, a creature imbued with the essence of the profound darkness.

The crowd erupted into panicked screams. Even the strongest cultivators among them felt a cold dread grip their hearts. This new arrival was on a completely different level than the tiger.

Yun Qianxue, however, remained composed. She straightened her posture, the icy resolve returning to her eyes. While the sudden appearance of this new threat was unexpected, it wouldn’t deter her. She had faced down a challenge and emerged victorious. She wouldn’t back down now.

“Yaoyao,” Yun Lintian spoke up.

Lin Xinyao didn’t respond verbally, but instead took a step forward. Her form blurred as she moved with swiftness, landing gracefully on the bridge beside Yun Qianxue.

“I’ll take the first shot at this,” Yun Qianxue declared calmly.

“Very well,” Lin Xinyao readily agreed, stepping back a pace to allow Yun Qianxue to face the formidable beast alone.

“Grrr…” The colossal panther, its obsidian fur absorbing the remaining light of dusk, let out a low, guttural growl that vibrated through the bridge.

Yun Qianxue raised her chin, the frost clinging to her eyelashes a stark contrast to the panther’s burning red eyes.

She wasn’t naive. This creature was unlike anything she’d faced before. The tiger, a formidable opponent in its own right, seemed almost playful compared to the panther’s aura of pure, oppressive power. Yet, fear wasn’t an emotion Yun Qianxue readily embraced.

With a flick of her wrist, the familiar chill heralded the return of her Misty Cloud Divine Sword. This time, however, the ice shimmered with an additional layer of complexity, crackling with an electric current that danced along the blade. It was a subtle change, noticed perhaps only by the most discerning eyes, but it spoke volumes of Yun Qianxue’s quick thinking.

As the panther crouched low, muscles coiling in preparation for a pounce, Yun Qianxue channeled the Law of Wind once more. This time, however, the wind wasn’t a biting gale, but a focused current swirling around her, forming a miniature shield that crackled with defensive energy.

“Come,”