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Above the arena, the afterglow of the exploding energy had yet to disperse.
That enormous Ice Butterfly Shadow suddenly beat its wings, ignoring the remnants of the Ice Cloud vortex collapsing behind it. Its massive form tore through the frozen air, turning into an ice-blue streak of light as it dove toward Chen Xinyi, who had yet to regain her footing.
Below, Chen Xinyi tapped her toes against the cracked rock and advanced instead of retreating.
A clear, cold gleam suddenly flashed in her fair hand—Zhaojun Sword was drawn!
Light flowed along the blade, its chill condensing into frost.
The two figures collided violently in midair.
In an instant, sword shadows surged like dragons!
The Ice Yi Giant Sword in the Snow Empress's hands swung, its huge blade revealing a speed and agility wholly at odds with its size under her control.
The ice-blue giant sword hacked, lifted, thrust, and swept, carrying pure cold energy that froze the air. It also held swordsmanship tempered through a hundred battles, polished to absolute mastery—precisely the sword art that Bo Huaiyu, the "Ice Yi Sword" within her, had immersed himself in for many years.
Chen Xinyi's figure wove erratically through the frigid storm of the giant sword, yet she showed no sign of evasion.
The Zhaojun Sword in her hand bloomed with an utterly different sword radiance.
As her right hand flickered and turned, the essence of the Nine Yin Sword Art was brought out to perfection.
At times, the sword light was like a solitary moon over a cold pool, clear, cold, and utterly aloof, the path traced by its edge carrying a chill that could freeze the meridians. At times, it was vicious and crafty, stabbing straight at the