Within the formation, everything here had been arranged by Fu Ming. He could do whatever he pleased.
Thus, even under the pincer attack of two people, he still appeared completely at ease.
But Fu Ming knew very well that this was only temporary.
There were only two of them now. If more people appeared, he would not be able to hold out for long.
Until then, he could only hold on for as long as he could.
The power of the formation controlled Ye Jin and the others on one side while also being used against Huai Du and the dwarf.
Huai Du and the dwarf were both pierced through by countless gray threads, but they were not restrained.
A great deal of cold air radiated from the dwarf's body, directly freezing the gray threads piercing through him. With one palm strike, they shattered into countless ice fragments.
The enormous boulder on Huai Du's back, covered in despairing heads, let out howls in unison. The soundwaves instantly shattered countless gray threads as well.
Both were in abnormal states, yet their division of labor was very clear.
The dwarf dealt with Fu Ming, while Huai Du tried every possible means to charge into the formation and attack Yang An.
The instant the gray threads were destroyed, a huge gray snowflake bloomed from the dwarf's body, freezing everything around it. Countless gray threads snapped inch by inch, while vast amounts of ice fragments exploded in all directions.
These ice fragments froze everything they touched. One grazed Fu Ming's hand, freezing his palm in an instant before reducing it to powder.
Yet Fu Ming showed no sign of pain. Flames rose over his body, and waves of fire scorched the places tainted by the ice fragments, producing thick smoke as his flesh rapidly