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