Devouring the Ice Lotus

Xiao Heng's arm began to freeze. In an instant, the cold spread to his internal organs and advanced toward his bone marrow. A layer of frost rapidly formed over his face.

In an instant, his skin, blood, and meridians had all frozen. Even his internal organs were rapidly freezing. Had he been an ordinary Dou Zong, he would likely have lost his life in that moment. Fortunately, he was Xiao Heng. His physique was somewhat stronger than that of an ordinary Dou Zong.

Dou Qi surged forth, already covering his entire body. He suddenly clenched his fist and shattered the ice, but at the same time, blood began seeping from his body. Along with the ice, his meridians, cells, and more were shattered as well.

Before the blood could fall, it froze again. However, before his body was completely frozen, golden power spread through Xiao Heng's body, and a layer of dragon scales appeared over his skin.

He exerted force fiercely and directly broke through the freezing chill that could kill a Dou Zong.

Reaching out, he directly grasped the palm-sized Ice Lotus. Its shell shattered, and he held a wisp of transparent white substance in his hand.

"Cough, cough!"

Xiao Heng coughed twice. After coughing up some blood, he took out a medicinal pill and swallowed it, finally feeling somewhat better. The frost on his face receded, and under the nourishment of the pill, his body began to regain vitality. Yet in those brief moments, his white robes had already been stained red with blood.

Holding that wisp of intangible substance, Xiao Heng sat down cross-legged. Like the Heavenly Flames, this thing was terrifying, but as merely a wisp of origin, the power it released was far weaker. Covered in Dou Qi, he could withstand it easily enough. But