Ancestor Bing Lan swiftly formed hand seals with one hand, and a dazzling icy-blue light suddenly flared in his palm. Then he swept his sleeve, and that radiance rampaged forth like a flood dragon unleashed.
The entire underground space was instantly shrouded in icy-blue light. An incomparably biting chill surged out, as though it could freeze all life.
Cracking sounds rang out without end. Beneath that chill, the underground space rapidly turned into a blue ice cavern.
The Hongjun Pillar was tightly wrapped in a thick layer of ice. Even the enormous red sun that had just risen was not spared, sealed within this icy cavern together with its scorching flames.
Seeing this, the monsters of the Myriad Monster Kingdom all revealed terrified expressions and turned to flee this frozen land.
Yet the chill spread with astonishing speed. Many monsters did not even have time to turn around before they were swallowed by the cold.
This cold was tyrannically powerful. Before it, the protective spiritual light of the Myriad Monster Cave cultivators was like paper, pierced through with ease.
Their bodies gradually turned into frozen statues, locked in place and unable to move, preserving the exact appearance they had worn a moment before being frozen, as if time itself had solidified.
Even Wu Yu was not spared. A trace of astonishment still lingered in her exquisite eyes.
Amid this frozen calamity, only the Great Sun Glazed Flame retained a thread of vitality.
The instant the icy-blue cold light erupted, she sensed the danger. She hurriedly activated her own firepower, transformed into a crimson streak of flame, and turned to flee.
At the moment the cold struck, blazing Golden Flames rose around her body, burning fiercely like a small sun and temporarily holding back that extreme chill.
Yet Ancestor Bing Lan