Crack! Crack! Crack!
The shattered ice blades reflected everyone's shocked expressions like mirrors, filled with confusion.
What was going on?
Bing Zhuo had lost?
No, it could no longer be described as a simple loss. It was a crushing defeat!
"How is this possible?"
Watching Bing Zhuo disappear into the horizon like a meteor, everyone was dumbfounded and fell silent.
This was especially true for Bing Qiongcang, who could hardly believe his eyes!
As a direct descendant of the Ice Clan, Bing Qiongcang only claimed to be supporting the Thunder Breeze Sect on the surface. In reality, he had come to consolidate the forces of the Southern Land and make himself look good.