Wu Changkong's black spirit ring, representing ten thousand years, lit up. Sixth Soul Skill: Frost Condensation.
The Skyfrost Sword in Wu Changkong's hand gradually began changing from blue to white, while a chilling aura spread from his body.
"!!!What is this?"
Fors collided with the Skyfrost Sword with her fist again, but suddenly felt her skin grow cold. With her Ultimate Ice attribute, she logically should not have been frozen by Wu Changkong's ice.
"It's the sword!"
Wu Changkong's ice posed no threat to her, but his sword was different. This kind of pure physical attack could not be neutralized by an Ultimate Attribute.
"Looks like his Sixth Soul Skill is some kind of enhancement spirit skill."
With that thought, Fors was about to put some distance between herself and Wu Changkong. Earlier, she had only engaged him in close combat because she wanted to experience the feeling of fists striking flesh.
Now that Wu Changkong had started getting serious, how could she foolishly keep fighting him head-on? He was a Soul Saint, after all!
Just as Fors used the Space Element to teleport away from Wu Changkong, he moved.
His ink-black Sixth Spirit Ring rose in an instant and enveloped his entire body. The black turned white the next moment, transforming into intense white light that poured into the Skyfrost Sword like a vortex.
The Skyfrost Sword was now white as snow, and Wu Changkong's body had turned the same color. Moreover, in that instant, he seemed to have vanished. A streak of white light flashed past, charging straight at Fors.
An icy trail was left across the ground, spreading outward in all directions.
"So fast!"
Fors's heart tightened. He was a Soul Saint, after all. When he went all out, a Mage like her was still a little