Chapter 863: Ice Spear Attacks

Lao Hei in front, Xiao Hei behind, Tian Yin on the left, and Man Zhi on the right—these four instantly formed a back-to-back formation to protect Su Che in the middle.
No ice spears came from the ground or the air, so there was no need to worry. In fact, as long as the four bodyguards around him could withstand those ice spears, Su Che was temporarily safe.
Yet, this feeling of being protected made Su Che quite uncomfortable. The four teammates all thought of protecting him simultaneously, which meant that in everyone’s eyes, he was the weakest among them.
That feeling was certainly unpleasant.
Nevertheless, Su Che didn’t try to be tough or ungratefully reject their care. Instead, he expanded his massive defense barrier to enclose the four of them instead.
He used as much strength as he could. Even if the barrier couldn’t stop those ice spears, it would still provide some protection.
In the blink of an eye, bang bang bang bang—countless ice spears struck the barrier, at least several million of them.
Snap!
The massive barrier shattered completely, as if a thin layer of paper had been pierced and torn to pieces.
Buzz…
The massive barrier let out a mournful sound and instantly shrank to its smallest size, disappearing into Su Che’s head. This injury was severe enough that it needed to be repaired in the third layer of the Immortal Prison before it could be summoned again.
Snap snap snap snap…
Su Che saw clearly as countless ice spears pierced Lao Hei head-on. There were so many that they almost covered his entire front.
Fortunately, this puppet body once again demonstrated its extremely high durability. Lao Hei was forced to take a half-step back, crashing heavily into Su Che.
Su Che, of course, could withstand that impact and stabilized Lao Hei’s retreat.
“Damn, it hurts!”
Lao Hei shouted. In reality, the puppet body had no pain receptors; it was just his habit.
At the same time, Xiao Hei behind him enlarged his battle axe to a considerable size. Its wide blade served as a giant shield, blocking countless ice spears with a cracking sound.
This battle axe was originally a superweapon forged by the Witch God and considered top-tier among the Witch tribe. It had been strengthened many times in the chaos, and its indestructible hardness might even surpass that of the Demon-Slaying Spear.

But at this moment, such a hard axe head was covered with numerous dents and scars, clearly suffering severe damage. This showed just how terrifying the piercing power of those ice spikes was. Without an abnormally strong physique like Old Hei’s, any immortal’s body would be easily pierced.
Fortunately, the Witch Tribe’s battle axe was different from ordinary magical weapons. Though its function was relatively simple, it had the ability to repair itself automatically and could return to its original state after some time.
As for Tian Yin, she neither had extremely strong physical defenses nor brought any magical weapons or armor. She simply waved her hands repeatedly while silently chanting a few strange notes.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…
A vortex entirely composed of sound wave energy appeared in front of her, resembling a giant funnel that absorbed all the incoming ice spikes.
The sound wave vortex spun at high speed, seemingly capable of crushing everything in the world. The ice spikes that entered it were torn to pieces into translucent ice mist before they could penetrate it, spreading and blending into the thick ice mist already surrounding them.
This showed that the two types of ice mist were of the same nature, and the hardness of these ice spikes was comparable to the ice that had frozen everyone earlier.
On the other side, Man Zhi lived up to his status as a Chaos Traveler. Although his height and build were only up to Su Che’s waist, his combat strength was quite formidable.
Slap slap slap slap…
A pair of small hands struck the air thousands of times in an instant, generating colorful light waves that formed a zone of light waves within a dozen zhang.
The countless ice spikes that flew into this zone vanished instantly, leaving no trace. Su Che couldn’t even figure out how he had shattered those ice spikes into nothingness.
This showed that no Chaos Traveler should be underestimated. As long as they could react in time, these ice spikes wouldn’t easily harm them.
But the key was to react in time.
At the same moment, the thirteen Chaos Travelers scattered around had just been freed from the ice prison. Poisoned by the icy toxin, their bodies were still stiff. Faced with countless ice spikes shooting from all directions, many of them couldn’t react in time.
Especially since they were all separated by thousands of zhang from each other, they couldn’t unite and resist like Su Che’s group of five. Each of them was alone in danger.
Without time to cast spells to counteract or pull out magical weapons to defend themselves, they could only rely on their most fragile physical bodies to withstand the attacks head-on.
It was unknown how many of them would be able to hold out.
Sssss…

Billions of ice spikes, dense and airtight with no gaps, as if towering waves were drowning everything. There wasn’t even a scream—only utter silence followed. After a few breaths, the countless ice spikes embedded in the ground rapidly faded into white mist, blending into the surrounding icy fog. Su Che and the other five, unharmed, saw that at the bottom of the crater, plus themselves, only fourteen people remained. Where had the four missing gone? There was no trace of them—the bottom of the crater was spotless, with no remains of bodies, no drops of blood, not even a fragment of bone. Were they shattered to pieces and completely consumed by the icy poison mist? Su Che and the others agreed that the chances of survival were slim; they must have perished. The four missing likely had weaker physical constitutions and couldn’t withstand the fierce piercing force of the countless ice spikes, being torn to shreds and then completely dissolved by the icy poison mist. Looking at those who survived—nine people including Zhuo Li and Haousi—all were severely injured and collapsed on the ground, clearly badly hurt. Even so, Su Che was secretly amazed at the remarkable physical strength of these Chaos Travelers, who still managed to survive. If it were the dozen or so Immortal Lords from their universe, how many would survive such a crisis? The answer was unknown for now, as Su Che wasn’t entirely sure about the true strength of Immortal Lords like the Holy Mother or the Evil Emperor; he could only roughly assume they were slightly inferior to these travelers who had roamed the Chaos for countless years. What was certain was that without the protection of Lao Hei and the others, he himself would definitely not have survived that wave of ice spikes. Zhuo Li and the others were either sitting or lying on the ground, clearly trying to recover as quickly as possible. Fortunately, with such piercing injuries, as long as one could hold on, they would turn into mere physical wounds, and after a few cycles of energy circulation within the body, they could be healed. If one couldn’t hold on and their bodies were completely shattered, leaving their more fragile spirit or soul exposed to the poison mist, the only outcome would be total destruction, complete annihilation—just like the four who disappeared earlier… Whoosh! Suddenly, a creature covered in silver-white fur shot up from the ground, trying to escape this perilous crater and get outside, and of course, leave Devil Island as soon as possible. But remember, Devil Island had gravity beyond imagination. Everyone had lost their ability to fly—how high could they jump just by using their own strength? Bang!

After jumping only ten zhang high, he plummeted downward with great force. His fall was extremely rapid, not like a normal drop, as if he had been slapped down by an invisible giant hand. His silver fur was covered in frost, clearly indicating that his old wounds hadn’t healed, and the icy poison had worsened significantly. This man belonged to House’s group. Upon landing, he screamed loudly and sent a mental message to everyone: “There’s an ice layer up there, completely sealing off the top of the crater.” Not bad—his reckless actions were somewhat useful, at least making everyone more aware of the situation: the only exit was also blocked. “Be careful!” Zhuo Li, who was sitting in meditation to heal, suddenly jumped up, drawing a circular motion with her hands in front of her chest, and immediately a light purple defensive barrier protected her. Swish swish swish… Countless holes in the crater walls began shooting out ice spikes again, delivering a second wave of attacks. Su Che and his four companions still maintained a back-to-back defensive formation, and dealing with this wave of ice spikes wasn’t too difficult. Zhuo Li and the others were also prepared. Although their physical injuries hadn’t fully healed, they could still cast spells or use their defensive artifacts in time. After dozens of breaths, they managed to withstand the even more intense second wave of ice spikes. The countless ice spikes turned into ice mist, and the fourteen people at the bottom of the crater remained unharmed, with none suffering further injuries. As long as they could react in time, these Chaos-level powerhouses weren’t so easy to kill. After that, everyone remained silent, on high alert, waiting for the arrival of the third wave of ice spikes. Yet, after a long time, nothing happened. It seemed those ice spikes also understood that even if there were a third, fourth, or countless more waves, they couldn’t inflict any real harm on these travelers, so there was no need for further pointless attacks. Su Che sent a message to his four companions: “I’m sure there’s a powerful guy on Devil Island, hiding in the shadows, controlling everything like a cat playing with mice, trying to torture us to death slowly.” Tian Yin and Lao He nodded in agreement. Manzi, from another universe, didn’t know what cats and mice were, but she understood what Su Che meant. Tian Yin guessed, “Could it be that innate divine tree? Has it become sentient?” “Possible,” Su Che nodded, then thought of his own Fate Divine Tree—wasn’t that the most obvious example?

Lao He muttered under his breath, “It’s just picking a few fruits. Is there any need to be so stingy? If they don’t want us to pick them, they could just say so. Why go to such lengths to trouble us…?”
By now, the icy poisonous mist hanging above had changed from translucent to a thick milky white, indicating that its concentration was gradually increasing. No one could predict what would happen next.
Taking advantage of this brief respite, the other travelers healed their wounds. Zhuo Li stood up and walked over, about a hundred feet away. She looked at Su Che with a questioning gaze and asked, “May I come a little closer?”
She had long realized that although Su Che seemed the weakest in strength on the surface, he was the most important figure in their group. The other four protected him at the center, fearing even the slightest harm to him.
“Sure, come here,” Su Che nodded at her.