Netherworld Cold Ice!
This was a peculiar type of cold ice he had obtained from the Netherworld Python. It had an extremely strong restraining effect on fire-type star beasts.
It was perfect for dealing with the Fire Toad.
Whoosh!
With a light flick of Wang Teng's hand, the freshly condensed spear shot forth, transforming into a streak of black light as it hurtled toward the Fire Toad below.
The Fire Toad sensed a life-or-death crisis. Its massive body struggled madly within the net. Half its body had already emerged, but it was too late.
The spear condensed from Netherworld Cold Ice reached the Fire Toad's head in an instant before piercing into its body.
Pfft!
A spray of fiery-red blood blossomed, and the Fire Toad let out a mournful cry.
Croak!
Then, under the spear's immense force, its huge body was sent flying.
With a thunderous boom.
The Fire Toad was nailed to the ground in the distance.
Yet it had not died completely. Its body continued struggling, its four legs kicking against the ground as it tried to pull out the spear.
Crack, crack, crack...
However, waves of icy cold aura spread from the spear and permeated the Fire Toad's body. Both its Primal Force and blood froze.
At the same time, a layer of black ice condensed over its body surface.
The Fire Toad gradually stopped struggling. Its body stiffened, frozen in place, its vitality completely gone.
"This cold ice..." An Lan's eyes narrowed slightly. He seemed extremely surprised upon seeing the Netherworld Cold Ice.
He landed before the Fire Toad and touched the ice. A bone-piercing chill radiated from it, and even a layer of frost formed over his mechanical body.
"What formidable cold ice!" a mechanical martial artist beside him exclaimed.
"Wang Teng, I didn't expect