Under Jeremiah's grave gaze, Chen Xing tightened her grip on the Demonic Blade ever so slightly.
In an instant, fierce Crimson Flame spread from the Demonic Blade's body across her entire form, condensing into a burning, resplendent Flame Feather Robe around her.
Every "feather" on the Flame Feather Robe radiated an aura that could incinerate everything, and even the temperature within the ice prison soared in an instant.
Then, Chen Xing silently raised the Demonic Blade and slashed at the ice prison before her.
There was no complex technique in that strike. She had merely condensed the Bloodflame within her to its utmost limit.
The moment the crimson blade light struck the ice prison, the sturdy ice walls shattered like glass. Countless ice crystal fragments scattered outward, instantly evaporating in the flames.
But then, something astonishing happened.
The shattered ice crystals actually began to re-form at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the cracks in the ice prison walls rapidly healed.
In no more than an instant, it had returned to normal, as though the previous attack had never happened.
Chen Xing revealed a surprised expression, then swung her blade again.
One slash, two slashes, three slashes.
Crimson blade light fell upon the ice prison walls like a torrential downpour. Every strike could shatter the ice walls, yet every time, they rapidly repaired themselves, as if they possessed limitless regenerative power.
The scale patterns within the ice prison shone brighter and brighter, and the rate at which they drained star energy also increased. Though Chen Xing's star energy remained abundant, she could still feel a trace of sluggish restraint.
Seeing this, the Dimensional Audience on Station 13 grew curious as well.
They had no idea what Jeremiah had done. Not long ago, Chen Xing had been suppressing him