"We need to retreat,"
Su Jie recalled the Painting Woman and the Lantern Ghost, grabbing the Ghost Bride with one hand, preparing to escape on the Xiao Qian brand sky train.
"Trying to flee..."
Zou Minzun's eyes were blood red, the Residual Soul Sword kept slashing down, and the Demon Cave Mountain glowed brightly with blood.
Ning Xinyue stretched out both arms, releasing the Xuanyin Cold Flow from the Sky Dome that silently spread within the quietness.
The air seemed to have solidified, as the cold flow carried ice and darkness, continuously streaming forward.
Plants and animals along the way were instantly frozen, turning into lifelike ice sculptures, all of which shattered when a breeze blew through.
The towering Demon Cave Mountain, in the midst of its furious power, had half of its mass sealed in ice, turning into a lump of icy bumps.