Chương 1478: 1478. Losses

Noah couldn't pierce the ice. Nothing he did could make a dent in the azure walls that appeared on his path and forced him to remain on the battlefield.

It was clear that the Crystal City was targeting him. The organization didn't seem to care about the Outer Lands. All its reinforcements would fly toward him if the other troops of the hybrid army didn't force them to fight elsewhere.

Even in his solid stage form, Noah couldn't break the ice. His slashes and companions did nothing to that element. Miss Nine's words were correct. Noah had never faced such powerful cultivators.

'There must be a trick behind their power,' Noah thought as he suppressed the pain that was reaching his mind.

Noah was still suffering from the drawbacks of the cursed sword. His body and mind had improved and could withstand more harmful effects, but Noah had to rely on the blade multiple times against Felicia. His skin had continued to shatter, and the bloodlust had never stopped affecting his thoughts.