Chương 1836: Unapologetic

In the midst of the icy world, an icy-blue-robed silhouette floated in mid-air as they looked at the ice crystals that devastated the land below. Their hands burned with icy-blue wisps. They were not flames but appeared similar to flames where they froze everything in their path. However, there was a peculiar yet grand aura emerging from it, which people were unable to recognize as they couldn't sense it.

Who was this Myria, and how come they hadn't heard about her prowess before? Not only could they not see much due to the icy mist, but they could not sense either as they had not paid attention through their soul sense brushing over the projection, which could emulate the sounds clearly and energy somewhat.