Chapter 401 - 404: The Time It Takes an Incense Stick to Burn
Mu Can was busy for half the day, hacking the frozen sea water into countless flying ice shards with the longsword in his hands, and even the small island at his feet was already piled too high with them. Looking out, the scenery was akin to that of a snow-covered nation.
"No, something’s not right," Wang Cai said with a puzzled expression. They’d already turned the area around the island upside down, yet there was still no sign of the Tentacle Monster. This simply defied all reason.
"Ice Control," Wang Cai pondered for a moment and didn’t stop moving his hands, arranging the Array as he cautioned.
Now, Mu Can could be said to have reached considerable tacit understanding with Wang Cai. After fighting side by side for so long, a single glance was enough for them to grasp each other’s intentions.
The ice flakes around him had all formed under the influence of his Spiritual Power, so Mu Can had no difficulty controlling them. With a grand wave of his arm, the ice flakes in the entire space danced wildly like a Blizzard, slowly converging beneath Mu Can’s feet. In just a short moment, a crystal-clear fortress emerged under Mu Can’s feet, ingeniously created from the readily available ice around him into massive walls.
"Woof! There it is," Wang Cai barked sharply, and from the Compass in his hand, a beam of light shot out toward what appeared to be an empty patch of ground.
It’s worth mentioning that after the sea water had been completely Ice Sealed, everything around the island had revealed its true form. The sea that seemed unfathomable was only about ten or so meters deep. What appeared boundless was in fact only a few meters in radius. Mu Can had now used it all to craft the ice fortress at his feet, exposing the barren seabed. Looking closely, it was very different from a real seabed, flat and tidy like a plain. It was unclear whether this was because the creator of this space had inadequate understanding of the ocean or for some other reason.
Illuminated by the light, a miniaturized Tentacle Monster appeared on the spot.
What kind of creature was this after all? The miniaturized Tentacle Monster looked like an octopus, but it had countless more tentacles than what would be considered normal, spreading out in the air like hair, and at the tip of each strand twinkled the same small Daggers that Mu Can had seen before.
"It’s shrunk," Mu Can stated as the Tentacle Monster showed itself, and his attack followed instantly, improvising with the materials at hand—the nearly endless blocks of ice beside him made the best weapons.
"Unleash, Ice Dragon Whirlwind," Mu Can was increasingly discovering the strength of another ultimate skill he had comprehended in the Scripture Pavilion during actual combat. The diversity of attacks derived from these two kinds of Spiritual Power was truly boundless, giving Mu Can a whole array of new techniques.
As soon as he spoke, two ice dragons took shape instantaneously around the Tentacle Monster’s standing spot. Upon opening their eyes, they started to spin rapidly around the Tentacle Monster at the center, whipping up gusts of wind, and faint deep blue chills emitted from the bodies of the two ice dragons could be seen slowly clinging to the Tentacle Monster’s body, causing it to gradually begin icing over.