Amidst a rapid crackling, Qianzhang Lake was frozen into a cube of blue ice. A plume of white colored, cold mist rose into the sky, colliding with the red light shout out of the crystal mirror and producing a deafening explosion, as if a thousand bombs had just been detonated together. A muffled boom echoed out and shook the small pools and ponds around the lake, raising countless water pillars a few hundred feet into the air and sending muddy water splattering in all directions. It was a scary scene.
Lord Xiansheng, Gold Horn, and Silver Horn were hiding under the layer of ice, staring through the translucent ice at the hundreds of Daoists in the sky. A little crab demon was ordered to follow them by Qianzhang Dragon King, who was timidly hiding next to Lord Xiansheng. Lord Xiansheng gave him a glance, then pointed his finger out and made a crack in the ice. After that, he kicked the little demon out while transmitting a few words into his ears.